The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Elvis couldn’t admit that he was greedy for her body.

He leaned down and kissed her hair. The sweet fragrance on her body fascinated him. “Shall I help you apply the sanitary napkin?”

Olive was stunned. A man like him who ruled the world, would also condescend to help a girl fix her sanitary napkins?

“Mmm, no need…” Olive replied.

“Then do you want me to help you wash?”

“Wash what?” she asked.

“Wash my underwear?”

An image flashed through Olive’s mind. She imagined her panties being washed and rubbed in his palm. She was embarrassed.

“I don’t want you to wash my panties!” She blushed and refused, but she felt happy that the mant beside her was quiet caring-

Elvis used his thin lips to rub against her face. “Olive, aren’t you thinking

Olive’s face turned red, she asked in confusion. “What?”

too much?” he asked.

“It’s not just your underwear that needs to be washed. Could it be that you don’t want to take a shower, I can help you…”

It took Olive a few seconds to understand what he meant. He didn’t want to help her wash her panties. Instead, he wanted to bathe her.

The sweetness from earlier was gone. She quickly bounced off the bed and sat up, smashing her small fist on him.

Elvis wrapped her fist in his palm and smiled, “Sometimes it’s self-indulgent to think too much. Your underwear is stained with blood. If you want to lose it, I’ll buy you a new one.”

seen a man who would spend a lot of money on

jewelry and diamonds, and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall

knew that she was angry. He quickly stood up and stood by the bedside. He looked at her. seriously and stretched out his big palm, “Do you want me to wash the

admitted defeat, she would

jumped off the bed and

didn’t want to be fooled

a shower and changed into

was sitting upright

just in time. I

as she frowned in disdain She didn’t like to

his tall body against the head of the bed, then wrapped one arm around her slender waist and stuffed a warm hot water into her hand. He said softly, “Hold your nose and drink

and reluctantly took two

drink. I

at her delicate appearance,

his big palm away. “I’m not drinking it anymore. Do you

covered

the deep kiss. He whispered,

a mouthful of lemon water

was crushed by him, and there was no room for resistance. Soon, the taste of lemon water filled her mouth, but it was more of a

mouth, then he placed the empty cup on the bed table. “In

me!” she muttered with a frown, as she tried to vomit the lemon water. Her two small hands

at

ski pped a beat. Only then did she realize that she shouldn’t

quickly hugged her stomach. “My stomach is

warned in a low voice, “Be

didn’t, it was

try to take advantage of you? Hold on,