When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 708

Chapter 688 Olive, it hurts.

Elvis looked at her at the moment, and his mind kept playing her videos rapidly. She even cut her own hair back then.

She wasn’t ugly at all.

She is the most beautiful in his eyes.

During two years of deep sleep, she gradually recovered, her whole body seemed to be reborn. From the dead, she was reborn. Elvis held up his large hand, his slender fingers threading through her long hair.

Now she is still standing in front of him. Elvis felt this was a gift from heaven, and he appreciated it

even more

Elvis lowered his eyes, his thin lips resting on her forehead, pressing a soft kiss.

Olive’s heart missed a beat. What’s wrong with him today?

“Elvis, what are you doing? Is something wrong?”

“No…” Elvis moved away from her forehead, his thin lips falling again to her long hair. Ile kissed all over her long hair.

Olive tried to retreat, but her slender and beautiful back was against the wall, and there was no way

to retreat.

The clean and clear masculine breath emanating from him overwhelmed her.

Olive was a little dazed, her slender fingers scraping the wall. She knew he loved her long hair. When she severely lost her hair and even started going bald in Visionary, she couldn’t keep his favorite hair after all..

How painful it was.

Olive’s clear eyes were quickly covered with a layer of crystal fog. She began to struggle, “Elvis, let go of me first. I’m done showering. You should go take a shower.”

“Take a shower?” Elvis looked down at her with a sly smile, “Why should I shower? Olive, what do you invite me to do tonight?”

Olive, *…*

Although she didn’t say it clearly, she didn’t believe he didn’t understand. He is a bad guy, his head is full of unhealthy thoughts.

Now he is pretending to be confused, clearly teasing her. Olive’s pretty little face immediately turned suspiciously red.

She bit her red lips, stood on tiptoes, and hastily kissed his thin lips.

When she was about to retreat, the back of her head was grabbed. Elvis changed from passive to active, pinching her red lips with force.

Olive’s slender body quickly fraze.

Of course Elvis noticed the changes in her body. Before today, he always thought that she didn’t like him so she refused to have sex with him, then had to rely on drugs and get drunk,

Now he knows. When she gave birth to three children, narrowly escaping death, she was psychologically haunted. Moreover, she had just woken up, her body hadn’t yet recovered. Elvis regretted having abused her several times before. He even tore her apart.

“Olive,” he whispered her name, “Don’t be afraid. Leave everything to me. I love you.” Owned by c/hàPTér$FL-Ow/com.

He told her not to be afraid and leave everything to him.

He also said he loved her.

Olive’s long slender eyelids trembled in terror. She didn’t understand the meaning of his words. What did he mean?

Elvis kissed her tenderly but forcefully, his lips brushing over her soft red lips, then thrusting inside and provoking her to dance with him.

His kiss was gentle and respectful. Olive didn’t close her eyes, just looked at him like that. He indulged in this kiss with his beautiful eyes closed, every bit of his obsession and love for her.

Men are visual animals, women are emotional animals. His sweet words and gentle yet strong kiss made her stiff body quickly soften, and she fell into his arms.

Elvis’ thin lips curled up. He hugged her soft body to his chest, rubbing her as if he wanted to dissolve her in his blood, “Olive, let’s take a bath together.”

Olive’s face was as red as a tomato. She said, “No need. Take a bath yourself. I’ll be in the waiting room for you.”