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Chapter 551 You want to mess up again, don’t you?

“Nathan, it’s late, go to bed,” Elvis said.

“I know, Dad. Good night, Miss Fairy.” Lil’ Nathan closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

The boy fell asleep. Olive looked reluctantly at his sleeping face, when a deep voice said over her

head, “Is Nathan asleep?”

Elvis came.

He was still working on the sofa just now.

Her eyelids trembled, and she said, “Yes”.

“Let Nathan in.” He whispered.

Olive’s heart ski pped a beat. Nathan wanted to sleep in the middle, but he wanted Nathan to sleep

inside.

What he wanted to do was obvious.

He wanted to sleep with her!

“No.” She refused.

At this time, the side of the bed was lowered, the man turned around, using his big hand to support her,

and put her under his body. He leaned down to kiss her soft hair, leaned into her earlobe, and

whispered: “You want to mess up again, don’t you?”

Olive pressed against his solid chest, trying to push him away. She whispered, “My son’s here, don’t

mess around.”

She had just finished taking a bath, at this time the silk fabric still had a wet scent, the hairs caught in

her soft, petite face and her extremely attractive rosy neck still had small drops of sparkling water.

Elvis’s eyes darkened, he kissed her red lips, “If you are obedient, my son won’t wake up.”

Olive’s slender fingers gripped his silk nightgown, passively enduring his lingering kiss.

The room was very quiet now, and the atmosphere was hazy.

Olive tilted her head now, burying her little face in the pillow.

Elvis frowned slightly. She was about to refuse, and she looked extremely beautiful, like a seductive

temptress.

“Shall we go to the bathroom?” He said h oar sely.

This was a question, but it wasn’t meant to consult Olive at all, because before she could answer, Elvis

had already picked her up.

When the two entered the bathroom, Elvis hugged her and sat her on the sink. At this moment Olive

suddenly held a small white pill in her hand.

“What is this?” Elvis frowned and asked.

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Olive looked up at him, “Birth control pill.”

As soon as these words fell out, Elvis pursed his thin lips, revealing a hint of displeasure.

“Elvis, this birth control pill is good for both you and me. Do you want me to give you… a baby?”

“Of course not. Being able to recognize your identity is the best.”

Olive put the small white pill in her mouth and swallowed it.

Looking at her without hesitation, Elvis could tell she didn’t want to have more children, or that she

didn’t want to have children for him at all.

Elvis pursed his thin lips and said softly, “Nathan really wants a sister, and having another daughter is

also in my plans.”

What?

Olive was stunned. This was the first time she heard Elvis say he wanted a daughter.

In fact, he already has a daughter.

Ivy is exactly like her at birth, a petite beauty, and Ivy has a very gentle and cute personality that can

melt anyone’s heart.

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It is said that a daughter was her father’s little lover in the previous life, and Ivy has wanted her father

since childhood.

For a man with a strong and cold temperament like Elvis, if he had a little princess by his side, she

wondered if he would become a sla ve to his daughter or not.

As Olive was lost in thought, Elvis suddenly reached out and squeezed her beautiful little face, “Of

course you don’t deserve to give birth to a daughter for me. Later, I will let other women give birth to my

daughters, and Nathan will also call other women ‘mom’

Olive felt pain inside, and she thought about the problem too. If he remarries, Nathan will have a new

mother.

“Elvis, Nathan is my son, can you… give him to me?” Olive boldly said what was in her heart.

“What did you say?”

“I said, ‘Give back Nathan to me. Anyway you will remarry later, you are only 32 years old now, and you

can have as many women as you want to have children for you. They will give you a football team…

Ah!”

Before Olive could finish speaking, Elvis lowered his head and bit the corner of her lip.

He bit her so hard that she bled very quickly.

His h oar se and sinister voice came out from between his teeth, “Olive, do you really want to pi ss me

off?

Olive didn’t know what she said wrong, but she was sensitive to his gloom and violence. Forget it. Let’s

talk about this topic later.

Olive raised her small hands to wrap around his neck, and she took the initiative to kiss him.

Elvis was angry at first, but he intentionally said that he would ask another woman to give birth to a

daughter to excite her and make her jealous.

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He doesn’t want other women to give birth to his daughter. If he wanted to, he’d had a bunch of girls in

the past three years.

He just wants her to give him a daughter, and his daughter should be exactly like her.

However, she is not only jealous but also wants to possess Nathan, determined to push him to another

woman.

There was hostility in Elvis’s hard chest, and he really wanted to explode, but Olive unexpectedly took

the initiative to kiss him.

Her kiss was very inexperienced, her kissing skills were all learned from him, like soft feathers.

brushing through his cold heart, making him soft all over.

He was a beast on the verge of attack, and suddenly she stroked his fur with a kiss.

After Olive kissed for a while, she realized that he wasn’t responding. This was her one-sided

performance.

She opened her eyes to look at him, only to see that he didn’t close his eyes, just watched her perform

condescendingly

Olive couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, she let go of him and thought, “It’s fine not to kiss.”

At this time, her soft waist was suddenly tightened. Elvis’s big hand grabbed her tightly, locking her in

his arms: “Olive, three years no see, have you grown to this extent?”

Elvis, if you talk like that again, I’ll bite you.” Olive lunged forward and bit him in the chest.

Elvis’s protruding male throat rolled up and down twice, then he pushed her against the wall, leaning:

down to kiss her.

Elvis didn’t close his eyes, just looking at her like that. He watched as her cheeks flushed red under his

kiss, her slender eyelids quivering, her clear eyes filled with bewilderment, her slender body softening

into a puddle of water under his palm.

Ever since they met, when he touched her, she was as stiff as a rock, but this time her whole body was

soft.

Elvis closed his eyes and forcefully possessed her.