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.”

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jewelry and diamonds, and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall I say thank you?” Olive asked, as she rolled her

the bedside. He looked at her. seriously and stretched out his big palm, “Do you want me to wash the panties? It’s not impossible,

face blushed. She admitted defeat, she would

She jumped off the bed and

didn’t want to be

a shower and changed into clean clothes

was sitting upright on the edge

time. I got you

and sniffed his nose, as she frowned in

and stuffed a warm hot water into her hand. He said

pouted and reluctantly took two

drink. I

delicate appearance,

drinking it

out and covered

Elvis ended the deep kiss. He whispered,

Elvis took a

lemon water filled

the content into her mouth, then he placed the empty cup on the bed table. “In the future, if you want me to feed you personally,

a frown, as she tried to vomit the lemon

at her

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

quickly hugged her stomach. “My stomach is uncomfortable. I want to

stomach with his big palm. He warned in a low voice,

it

I try to take advantage of you? Hold on,