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

Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall I say thank

was angry. He quickly stood up and stood by the bedside. He looked at her. seriously and stretched out his big palm, “Do you

blushed. She admitted defeat, she would never be Elvis’s

with practical actions. She jumped off the

want to

a shower and changed into clean

sitting upright on the edge

in time. I got you lemon warm

as she frowned in disdain She didn’t like

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 it.

pouted and reluctantly took two

I won’t

appearance, “Honey, drink more,”

palm away. “I’m not drinking it anymore. Do you know how unpleasant this

and covered her lips

deep kiss. He whispered, “It’s not

Elvis took a mouthful of lemon water and kissed

water filled her mouth, but it was more of a healthy and clean breathe.

the empty cup on the bed table. “In

to vomit

at her

a beat. Only then did

her stomach. “My stomach is uncomfortable.

He warned in a low voice, “Be honest, don’t stir

didn’t, it

take advantage of you?