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?”

her panties

to hang them.

believe that he would dry a woman’s panties

a tomato. She quickly stood up

“Are you sure

“What do you mean?”

everyone will know what

clothesline was right in front of the wooden house door, and

here so Olive

hadn’t thought about it just now, but he

turned around and entered the wooden house.

footsteps, as

knew it was Elvis without

He followed her.

your husband or

signature deep voice came from above her

Why was

closer, closing in on her from behind, their

door watching her stand on tiptoe to hang clothes. Her clothes were pushed up,

slightly, his mind flooded with images

sleep together? Or can you ride on him?” He leaned closer to

at him, “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 me, why didn’t you mention

constricted, and she quickly covered his thin

to say anything. Elvis’s narrow, deep eyes were incredibly bright, and the adult man’s allure

but in fact, if a man

this time, Elvis gently

if she had

his handsome shoulder

are you doing? Get out

didn’t expect him to be

as a rose, he

What a thug.

“Don’t touch me…”

She hit his palin.

outside light couldn’t penetrate, he

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