When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 763

Chapter 743 Be honest!

Elvis couldn’t admit that he was greedy for her body.

He leaned down and kissed her hair. The sweet fragrance on her body fascinated him. “Shall I help you apply the sanitary napkin?”

Olive was stunned. A man like him who ruled the world, would also condescend to help a girl fix her sanitary napkins?

“Mmm, no need…” Olive replied.

“Then do you want me to help you wash?”

“Wash what?” she asked.

“Wash my underwear?”

An image flashed through Olive’s mind. She imagined her panties being washed and rubbed in his palm. She was embarrassed.

“I don’t want you to wash my panties!” She blushed and refused, but she felt happy that the mant beside her was quiet caring-

Elvis used his thin lips to rub against her face. “Olive, aren’t you thinking

Olive’s face turned red, she asked in confusion. “What?”

too much?” he asked.

“It’s not just your underwear that needs to be washed. Could it be that you don’t want to take a shower, I can help you…”

It took Olive a few seconds to understand what he meant. He didn’t want to help her wash her panties. Instead, he wanted to bathe her.

The sweetness from earlier was gone. She quickly bounced off the bed and sat up, smashing her small fist on him.

Elvis wrapped her fist in his palm and smiled, “Sometimes it’s self-indulgent to think too much. Your underwear is stained with blood. If you want to lose it, I’ll buy you a new one.”

Olive was dumbfounded. This was the first time she had ever seen a man who would spend a lot of money on clothing.

“Men buy women jewelry and diamonds, and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall I say thank you?” Olive asked, as she rolled her eyes at him.

Elvis knew that she was angry. He quickly stood up and stood by the bedside. He looked at her. seriously and stretched out his big palm, “Do you want me to wash the panties? It’s not impossible, but you need to take it off for me now. I’ll wash it for you.”

Olives’s face blushed. She admitted defeat, she would never be Elvis’s opponent.

She answered with practical actions. She jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

She didn’t want to be fooled by him!

Olive took a shower and changed into clean clothes before leaving the bathroom.

In the room, Elvis was sitting upright on the edge of the bed.

“You’re just in time. I got you lemon warm water.”

Olive climbed onto the bed and sniffed his nose, as she frowned in disdain She didn’t like to drink lemon water.

Elvis leaned his tall body against the head of the bed, then wrapped one arm around her slender waist and stuffed a warm hot water into her hand. He said softly, “Hold your nose and drink it. Drink it and your stomach will feel better.”

Olive pouted and reluctantly took two sip.

“It’s hard to drink. I won’t drink it anymore.”

Elvis looked at her delicate appearance, “Honey, drink more,” he urged.