The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Her slender body bumped into his hard chest, and she was just about to break free when a groan came from above her head.

The wound on his back was being pulled out.

Olive hastily stopped moving. She said, “It’s not my fault, don’t blame me!”

Elvis hugged her. She was wearing a small halter top. He buried his head in her hair and inhaled her scent. After the pain in his back subsided, he smiled h oar sely and said, “What about you harassing me?”

What the hell?

“Elvis, I’m saving you. If you get a little colder, you’ll die for sure!”

Elvis lowered his eyes and rubbed his dry thin lips on her soft face: “Where did you rub me just now to warm up?”

“Why are men and women still unequal now? Isn’t it wrong for women to molest men?”

Olive’s face flushed, but she fought back, “President Augustine, you’re really a beast. No matter how cold you are, just rub it and it will warm you up!”

Elvis raised an eyebrow without objection, pulling the blanket over the two of them.

Olive wanted to move, but now she was lying on top of him, which was too intimate.

“Don’t move!” He said.

Olive was stunned.

Elvis hugged her, his deep eyelids filled with fatigue from illness. He held her in his arms. Her body was as soft as jade. He frowned, “Don’t move. Let me hug you.”

Olive’s heart suddenly felt warm. Outside was heavy rain, inside the light flickered faintly. She lay in his lap, listening to the strong beat of his heart, suddenly feeling a little tired and dependent.

Forget it. Tonight, she just needs to hug him to sleep like that.

Olive soft and docile lay on his chest like a kitten.

breaths mingled together. The cold night was so

point, Elvis lowered his eyes and

softly but strongly, hot lips brushing her red lips, entwining her, immersing

trembled violently. She hesitated and began to respond to him. She is like green fruit, iminature, but sweet and delicate, making one want to take a

slender waist and rubbed his rough

kind of intimacy, and

“Don’t…”

hand and pressed it against

filled with scarlet. He asked, “What’s

so badly injured on your back that you even think about this. Be careful to die

ly:

body

staring at her.

I’m sleepy. I want

pulled her into his arms, and he kissed

thin flexible lips brushed her forehead, and

woman’s

silent, Elvis beautiful eyes moving

stiff body gradually softened, and

The next morning.

the pouring rain last night, this morning, the sky

in the tribe. The doctor was amazed and said: “Sir, you were so badly injured, the wound was infected and you got

his long slender hand to choose a clean

abs, and a

the material was

on clean black clothes, then took off a piece of jade he carried with him and gave it to the

calm demeanor, he guessed that this man was either a big boss or a tycoon, so

night’s heavy rain blocked the road ahead, so your rescue may bet delayed for a day or two. You and your wife can stay

“Your wife” is Olive.