The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 618

Chapter 618 Please have some self-respect!

How embarrassing!

Could those aunties stop talking?

Olive bowed her head, pretending to be indifferent, and tried to get past him.

However, she sprained her ankle.

“Ah!”

Olive let out a small groan, falling to the side.

“Be careful!”

At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her slim waist. Elvis pulled her into his lap.

The faces of the two suddenly approached, his sculptural face constantly magnified in her field of

vision.

The two stuck together, their breaths intertwined. He was tall, his temperament was outstanding, and she was delicate and agile, pretty and soft. It was a beautiful picture.

Olive looked at him and her slender eyelashes blinked in ani

moment.

She didn’t know what to say for at

“Ha ha ha,” at this time, the aunt behind her laughed hard, “Miss, we caught you. Don’t you even admit that this is your husband?”

Amidst the laughter of the group of aunts, Olive really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl

into it.

She hurriedly took two steps back, then handed the water basin in her hand to him.

“I’ve washed the clothes, you go and hang the clothes,” said Olive.

After saying that, she returned to the wooden house and started washing the vegetables.

Last night’s heavy rain made them live here for a day or two, so they had to survive and feed themselves.

Elvis set the basin down, his slender fingers pulling out her panties. They were pink cartoon panties, and the girly style was very cute.

He looked at her, asking, “How do I hang these?”

saw her panties being

hang

that he would dry a woman’s panties

face was as red as a tomato. She quickly stood up and sna tched the pantles from

“Are you sure

“What do you mean?”

you hang thein here, everyone will know what color underwear you’re

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of the wooden house door, and the

here so Olive

hadn’t thought about it just now, but

it.

and entered the wooden house. She would hang

steady sound of footsteps, as if there was a quick breath

her.

was

He followed her.

I your husband or

signature deep voice came from above her head, incredibly magnetic and

stunned. Why was he

behind, their clothes rubbing against

at the door watching her stand on tiptoe to hang clothes. Her clothes were pushed up, revealing her

palm moved slightly, his mind flooded with images of him holding her waist

can you ride on him?” He leaned

around, glaring at him, “Elvis, that’s enough. Please have some self-respect!” Elvis reached out and grabbed her beautiful chin, asking, “Self-respect? Last night you kept rubbing against

constricted, and she quickly covered his

has the guts to say anything. Elvis’s narrow, deep eyes were incredibly

harms the country, but in fact, if a man

gently kissed

withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and she walked

back a little, his handsome shoulder leaning against the wall,

doing? Get out of the

to be such

her face as red as a

What a thug.

“Don’t touch me…”

She hit his palin.

in a small space, outside light couldn’t penetrate, he was like a thug bullying her. and she

shivered. She couldn’t stand Elvis’ teasing so she pushed him away

his hands in his pockets and gently knocked his head against the

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