The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 618 Please have some self-respect!

How embarrassing!

Could those aunties stop talking?

Olive bowed her head, pretending to be indifferent, and tried to get past him.

However, she sprained her ankle.

“Ah!”

Olive let out a small groan, falling to the side.

“Be careful!”

At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her slim waist. Elvis pulled her into his lap.

The faces of the two suddenly approached, his sculptural face constantly magnified in her field of vision.

The two stuck together, their breaths intertwined. He was tall, his temperament was outstanding, and she was delicate and agile, pretty and soft. It was a beautiful picture.

Olive looked at him and her slender eyelashes blinked in a moment.

She didn’t know what to say for at

“Ha ha ha,” at this time, the aunt behind her laughed hard, “Miss, we caught you. Don’t you even admit that this is your husband?”

Amidst the laughter of the group of aunts, Olive really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

She hurriedly took two steps back, then handed the water basin in her hand to him.

“I’ve washed the clothes, you go and hang the clothes,” said Olive.

After saying that, she returned to the wooden house and started washing the vegetables.

Last night’s heavy rain made them live here for a day or two, so they had to survive and feed themselves.

Elvis set the basin down, his slender fingers pulling out her panties. They were pink cartoon panties, and the girly style was very cute.

He looked at her, asking, “How do I hang these?”

head and saw her panties being held by his slender

to hang

believe that he would

red as a tomato. She quickly stood up and sna tched the pantles

his heroic eyebrows, “Are you sure you want to hang

“What do you mean?”

hang thein here, everyone will know

of the wooden house door, and the people passing by

here so Olive can’t

hadn’t thought about it just now, but

quickly turned around and entered the wooden house. She would hang her panties in the

was a steady sound of footsteps, as if there was

it was Elvis without looking

He followed her.

husband or your

signature deep voice came from above her

Why

closing in on her from behind, their

her stand on tiptoe to hang clothes. Her clothes were

his mind flooded with images of him

together? Or can you ride on

“Elvis, that’s enough. Please have some self-respect!” Elvis reached out and grabbed her beautiful chin, asking, “Self-respect? Last night you kept rubbing against me while riding on

suddenly constricted, and she quickly

were incredibly bright, and the

if a man

Elvis gently

as if she had been electrocuted, and

stepped back a little, his handsome

you doing? Get out of the

didn’t expect him to be such

face as red as a rose, he

What a thug.

“Don’t touch me…”

She hit his palin.

were stuck in a small space, outside light couldn’t penetrate, he was like a

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