Fit For Your Love (Olivia and Everett) novel Chapter 677

Rachel was stunned for a second, but soon she blushed.

"I..."

She turned around and looked away, not daring to look into Everett's eyes at all.

However, someone was in her light.

Rachel was stunned and looked at the face that suddenly appeared in front of her.

His features were strongly marked, and his angular face was as perfect as David, making it hard for people to turn away from his face.

His nose was straight and his eyes were deep. She felt like the night screen had hung down when he looked at her.

Rachel's heart beat fast. "You..."

She wanted to put her hand in Everett's heart and ask him not to get so close to her, but her hand was held by Everett and she couldn't move.

Her whole body was pressed under Everett, and it was even harder for her to move.

"Everett..."

"I want to hear you say that again."

It was not anything of preference, not love, but something more profound.

He wanted to hear it.

A deep blush crept to her face in an instant.

He understood what she meant, and she knew that he could understand it. He was very smart.

But she didn't expect him to say it on purpose and ask her to repeat again.

It was easy for her to say something unconsciously, but when she was asked to say it consciously, it would have a different meaning for her.

It was hard for Rachel to say it again.

But...

Rachel looked at Everett. He was looking at her, waiting for her.

Very patient.

If she didn't say it again, he would probably spend the whole night waiting for her.

Rachel pursed her lips, her eyelashes fluttering unconsciously like butterfly wings.

She said seriously, "I don't hate your love."

Everett looked at Rachel. Her clean eyes were full of seriousness and purity.

She was saying that she was into him.

Seriously.

In an instant, Everett's heart beat violently in his chest, and his dark eyes were stained with something, and then...

"Well..."

Wasn't this something that couples should do?

Why would she have such feelings?

Rachel closed her eyes. She told herself to calm down. She told herself that it was okay. She could do it.

However, she grew to be more disgusted. Soon, the strong feeling drowned out the voice in her heart and she struggled uncontrollably.

"Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

A violent struggle came under him, from his hands, and Everett stopped in an instant.

The moment he stopped, Rachel pushed him away and rushed into the bathroom.

"Ahh..."

Everett sat on the bed, he held the position unchanged when he was pushed away by Rachel.

His bathrobe was disengaged open, revealing his well-defined chest and bright red scratches.

He sat there as if he had been frozen, motionless.

Only his eyes, the impulse inside was suppressed by the darkness, and all the irrationality disappeared.

He was still the Everett who could never be beaten down.

It was just...