The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 550 Sweet night of a family of three
Olive didn’t expect Lil’ Nathan to recover so well. The boy spoke clearly, with strong pronunciation, and had no problems speaking.
“Miss Fairy, rest assured. I’m okay now. I miss you so much. I want to sleep with you tonight.”
Lil’ Nathan didn’t want to tell his mother what he knew, because he was afraid he would scare her. The current Lil’ Nathan is very innocent and lovely with a ruby-colored face, completely different from the cold and unusual appearance of the three-year-old CEO.
Olive is heading to Greenland tomorrow, and this is her last night at Imperial, so of course she hopes to sleep with Lil’ Nathan.
“Okay, Nathan. I’ll help you shower.”
In the bathroom.
Olive helped Nathan wipe his back. Lil’ Nathan covered his important parts with a towel, and looked at Olive with a sweet smile. “Okay, Miss Fairy, you can go out. I’ll wash myself.”
Olive looked at Nathan’s cute, shy, and secretive appearance, her finger tapping bubbles on his blushing face, saying, “Nathan, I’m your teacher Hart. You don’t have to be embarrassed.”
The little boy blew bubbles on Olive’s face, replying, “But my dad warned me not to let you see my pee-pee!”
Olive didn’t expect Elvis to have discussed the subject privately with Lil’ Nathan, so she stepped back, “I only like you, Nathan, not your dad.”
At this time, not knowing what her foot tripped on, she fell backward.
“Ah!” cried Olive.
She thought she was going to fall, but at this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her slim waist, and her slender body fell into a large embrace.
A deep and displeased rebuke rang in her ears, “Nathan, what’s going on?”
“Dad.” The boy called out.

Olive stabilized her body, and when she looked back, that handsome and noble face was magnified in her field of vision.
Elvis is here.
Elvis pulled put his strong arm and stood by the sink. He tightened his black leather belt around his solid waist with his large palm and untied the leather belt with his thumb and index finger. “Whoosh”, it was precisely thrown into the bamboo basket. His narrow, deep eyes glanced sharply at the boy.
The boy straightened his waist, “Dad, just now Miss Fairy saw my pee-pee. She said she likes my pee-pee, not your pee-pee!”
Olive’s eyelashes trembled. Did she say that?
She immediately looked up at the man.
Chapter 550 Sweet right of a family of three
She saw Elvis turn quietly, leaning lazily against the sink. The bright lights cover his extraordinary handsome features, creating an aura that makes it hard for people to take their eyes off him.
In the palm of his hand was another pack of cigarettes, he took out one and clamped it between his long fingers, the other hand held a lighter, intending to light one. He raised his beautiful eyes to look at her, his thin lips curled slightly, “Did you say that?”
Olive wanted to defend herself.
Elvis interrupted her: “Am I Little Pee-pee?”
Olive’s face turned red. She didn’t say that, it was his son who said!
“Miss, Dad isn’t Little Pee-pee, so what is Dad?” Lil’ Nathan asked innocently.
“…” Olive felt the need to change the subject, “Nathan, we…”
But at this moment, a deep, teasing voice whispered in her ear, “Nathan asked you, you must answer directly. Am I Little Pee-pee?”
Olive lifted her eyelids to look at the man, only to find Elvis staring at her, his eyes hot and evil, utterly seductive.
“Click,” he lit a fire in his palm, the red flame dancing. He put the cigarette to his thin lips and moved towards to light it.
Amid the blue smoke, his narrow eyes looked at her embarrassed expression as if he was smiling. Olive was looking at him, too. He took off his shirt and pulled out his belt. Her eyes slowly looked
down…
What was he pulling?
Olive stepped forward, reaching her slender hand to grab the cigarette dangling from his thin lips, “Smoke less from now on!”
At this moment, Elvis reached out and pinched her small jaw, forcing her to raise her head, his deep voice carrying a smile, echoing in such a quiet night sky, had a captivating charm every minute, “Answer the question.”
“No!” Olive pushed his hand, not wanting to answer the question.
He is so shameless!
She didn’t want to answer. Elvis raised his heroic eyebrows, but without forcing her, he changed the question: “So you only like Nathan’s pee-pee, not mine?”
Elvis lowered his tall body again, leaning close to her red lips, “After you answer this question, I will let you go. Tell me, do you like me?”
He was just teasing her, trying to make it difficult for her.
Da mn.