This man loves her, spoils her, protects her, clings to her. It's him made her feelings be open.
"My girl, Olive." His voice was hoarse. Olive, which name had engraved his ownership long ago, made
him addicted. Everytime he called her, he would kiss on her lips hard, which behavior made Olive's
face blushed, as red as the sunset in the sky, shining and charming.
"Alan."
"I'm here." He lowered his head, as if he was addicted in kissing her.
He cherished his dearest baby much that he couldn't bear to hurt her a little. She was the pearl in his
heart. When she was away, he would hurt every night. Now she returned to him, he felt satisfied; and
he wouldn' t give her any chances to leave again in this life.
Wealth and status were not the ultimate goals he pursued. Those were just the basis for giving her a
good life. He remembered that she had said, she worked to make her family live a better life.
At that time, he kept her ready to work 24 hours a day, but she bargained with him without fear or
retreat.
Yes, the purpose of work is to make the loved one live comfortably, and so is he.
His little girl, now looking at him with her eyes confused, could not help calling him, "Alan"
Her voice was a little lazy and a bit sexy, making him pleasant.
If she returned to Luo city, she would be inevitably surrounded by some people. But that one was her
important friend. Once thinking of this, he felt heartbreaking.
Today, Alan wanted to plant marks all over her body.
"I'm be gentle." He chuckled.
He held her hand, palm to palm, and clasped with her.
People alwasy wished to grow old with his beloved. What he wanted was that.
"Do you like it?“”
"Yeah."
"So do I." Good. He gave her happiness and satisfation at this moment. He then looked into his
charming eyes.
He fell on her and felt her heartbeat, which was at the same speed as his heart.
His weight was heavy for her. But she never minded this, because she was willing to be pressed by
him.
Olive buried her head on his chest. She had lost all her strength now. Everytime after they made love,
she would be like this, just like traveling the heaven.
Their heats were still beating fiercely now, as if pouring out the affection to each other.
It was cozy to hug her and be with her at every moment. Kent was right. He, Alan was a little slack for
he only wanted to linger with his girl now.
Lowering his head, he looked at her closed eyes. The long black eyelashes were still trembling slightly.
He knew he always lost control when making love with her, but he couldn't hold back his desirs. Just as
now, his fire was turned on suddenly.
Olive seemed to have noticed this. Her face turned red, "I have to take a shower."
"Together." He turned to get up and picked her up.
When immersing her whole body in hot water, Olive could not help but moan.
Alan saw her lazily closing her eyes and leaning on the edge of the bathtub, he chuckled and wanted to
tease her, "What? How can you get so tired after doing once? You should exercise more I think."
Olive slammed him with her elbow, "You indecent guy!"
She felt like her body had been fallen apart.
Alan picked her up and held her in his arms. "I am only indecent in front of you."
Alright. He should rejoice that his sweat words. Olive opened her eyes and turned around in the
bathtub. Lying on him, she bit his ear and murmured, "Mr. Hoyle, be honest, have you had any woman
in these five years?"
"You doubt my self-control?" Alan asked displeasedly.
Olive scorned him fiercely, "Are you trying to show off your self-control in front of me?"
Alan laughed, grabbed her off and clasped her in his arms. "Yeah, my self-control would disappear in
front of you. So you are the culprit; and you must compensate me."
Olive pursed her lips and continued to ask, "Quickly, did you have any women before?"
Well, she admited that she was a little envious.
Alan raised an eyebrow. "Do you wish I have sex with other women?"
"I have no idea. It's said that men have many desires in thirties and forties. So I wonder how you solve
your desires in this five years."
Alan laughed. "But I heard that women have much desires in that age, not men."
Olive was embarrassed and reached out to cover her eyes. "Don't look at me. I'm far away from age
thirty."
Well, in fact, she was on the way to thirty. But women always hoped to be younger.
Alan laughed, grabbed her hand and kissed on her lips, "I won't dislike you even if you become an old
lady."
"Then you would be a old man at that time. Hum!" Olive pulled out her hand and poked hard on his
chest.
In the sunset and evening, the two old people strolled with hand to hand. That was really a warm
scene.
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