The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 422 She was talking in her dream, “Mr. Augustine…”
What?
Was this strange phone number empty?
Elvis immediately pressed his thin lips into a sharp arc. The cell phone number that texted him in one second became a blank number the next. The first to disappear without a trace under his nose!
Who is that guy?
This mysterious person sent this message to Olive. Is he related to Olive?
At this time, “Knock knock”, someone knocked on the door outside.
Elvis withdrew his thoughts, saying, “Come in.”
With a “click” sound, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a small head poked in. Olive didn’t come in. She stood at the door, her bright eyes shining through the c rack of the door onto his handsome cheek.
Elvis strode to the door, squinting at her: “Why are you standing at the door? Why don’t you come in?”
Olive had changed into her pajamas. She was wearing pink fur pajamas with a bunny ears cap. She is pure, mischievous, and cute.
She reached out her slender white hand and handed him the white shirt, “Hey, here’s your clothes.” At first, she wore his white shirt, but now with clothes, she returned the white shirt to him.
Elvis reached out his big hand to grab her slender wrist, directly pulled her into the bedroom, and closed the door with a “click”. His two big hands pressed against the wall, overbearingly pressing her down, “I’m asking why you don’t come in? Afraid I’ll eat you?”
This man!
As he approached, Olive’s slender back could only lean against the wall. She tried her best to support her back, trying to stay away from him, “This is your bedroom. I should keep my distance from a single man. I’m living here but in the guest room.”

“What do you mean by not wanting to sleep with me?” Elvis frowned, showing a hint of displeasure.
“…What? Who wants to sleep with you? Elvis, get serious!” After saying this, Olive reached out and pushed him away, wanting to leave.
Although Elvis was unhappy inside, he didn’t force her. After all, they would sleep together sooner or
later.
Elvis put the rabbit ears cap on her small head and used his big hands to grab her two rabbit ears playfully, the corners of his lips curved up into a grown man’s smile. “So you know I like this?”
Olive’s hand-sized beautiful face let out a “boom”, she looked up to see that his white shirt had been rolled up, revealing his sturdy arms, on his wrist was a precious steel men’s watch. He had an elite appearance, but he was such a man who viciously played with her bunny ears. Olive swore she was pure, but he was a bit… amusing.
Olive immediately reached out and “slapped” his large palm, “Elvis, why are you always so p erver ted?”
When she was in Los Angeles, she wore pajamas with a tall, and he kept her tail, too.
She didn’t mean to please him, she just liked this kind of pajama.
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“Always?” Elvis paused, “Did I pull your bunny ears before?”
Olive’s heart ski pped a beat. She suddenly lifted her eyes and looked at him in amazement. Did he… guess something?
Ever since he asked who her ex-husband was at the scientific research facility, Olive had always had the feeling that he had suspected that her ex-husband was himself.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Elvis playfully looked at her appreciatively, “Am I wrong? Did your ex-husband like to pull your bunny ears?”
Olive looked at his narrow, long, and deep eyes, his gaze was a little teasing her, very gentle, but the darkness in his eyes concealed the sharpness, making her temporarily unable to see clearly.
Olive was a little confused, she reached out her small hand and pulled her bunny ears back, then opened the door to the room and ran away.
She ran away.
Elvis had one hand in his trouser pocket, the other was holding the white shirt she had stuffed into him. Now he’s sure he is her ex-husband!
She gave him her first time!
The person she loves so much is him, too!
She is his everything!
Elvis brought the white shirt to his nose and sniffed, he smelled the sweet scent of the girl, and the shirt she wore wafted her scent.
Elvis’ protruding throat rolled up and down twice, he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, then directly put on that white shirt.
It was late at night, and Elvis was still awake, he was searching for information with a thin notebook in hand..
A mysterious flower vine jumped on the screen of the laptop. It was the flower that had grown above Olive’s heart. It was so bright red that it was almost seductive.