The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 620: Hold Her Little Feet

When he arrived, he attracted all the attention.

Olive felt like she had hit countless darts, and the jealous girls glared at her.

Olive smiled, her bright red mouth peuting, and then she whistled at him again.

Elvis raised his thin lips, and even his handsome face was covered with a smile, “When a woman whistles at a man, it implies that she wants to h ook up with that man. So, do you wanna h ook up with me?”

Olive furrowed her brows and said, “Women only whistle when they see the best young men.”

Elvis looked at her and asked, “What does that mean?”

Knowing that he did not understand what she meant, Olive patiently said, “You’re a duck.”

Elvis stretched out his slender fingers, picked up her little feet from the water, and held them in his palm.

“If I were a duck, then you would never be able to sleep with me, Elvis added.

Olive was speechless, as she frowned at him.

He was really a master at flirting with girls. Olive didn’t know what else he couldn’t do.

He held her snow-white feet in his palm, and his fingertips touched them, they were crisp and itchy.

Olive tried to retract her feet, “What are you doing? Let me go!”

Elvis gently held her little feet and wiped the water droplets off her feet with his shirt.

“The water is cold, don’t play with cold water, go up,” he warned.

Olive’s eye lastics shivered.

was gentle, gentlemanly, considerate, sympathetic, and generous. He could be described

back. “Why should I listen to

her and wrapped Olive

Olive stiffened.

his lips against her soft red lips

her gently

liked

seen from how frequent he kissed her, but also the care and affection he exuded

could

quickly pushed him

He let go of her red lips and buried his head In her pink neck

was

he was doing. She looked around and saw countless pairs of

felt a jealous and malicious gaze on her. She looked up

stared jealously at Olive, as if

she stood, Tiffany could see them sideways. Elvis pressed against

trousers on Elvis’s body vividly outlined his tall

was Olive. She wondered why she

difficult for a woman to

a little red. She

so she reached out and nudged Elvis, “Let me go,

his h oar se voice said,

“You don’t want me to go to

replied, “I’d rather you be surrounded by beautiful

waist, and responded, “Believe in yourself.

iron-like arm, trying to break free from

pushed her away with her slender arm. He reprimanded

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