Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"That's right. I hope you can maintain your integrity until the end." Dongfang Aoshi sneered.

Suddenly, "plop -" sounded.

There was a huge splash on the lake.

Before everyone realized what was going on, Dongfang Aoshi kicked Wenrou into the lake!

"Gollum..."

He didn't expect that Dongfang Aoshi would suddenly kick someone, Wen Rou didn't pay attention, and drank a big mouthful of water to go in, choking almost out of breath.

Fortunately, she could swim, adjusted in time, and held her breath quickly, so she didn't choke to death.

But his body kept sinking, and he couldn't hold his breath for long.

You must get rid of the rope that binds your body as soon as possible!

Otherwise, she will surely be drowned!

Struggling gently, looking hard, is there a sharp weapon that can cut the rope.

This is the palace, not a ruin, and there are no ancient monuments buried at the bottom of the lake——

There are some fish and aquatic plants all around, and there is no sharp weapon to be found.

Gentle had no choice but to slide her legs hard, swim upstream, stick her head out of the water as much as possible, and maintain normal breathing.

5 minutes.

6 minutes.

7 minutes.

8 minutes.

9 minutes.

10 minutes.

……

Time passed minute by minute.

In the beginning, it was a very simple matter for Gentle to come out of the water to take a breath.

But as time went by, coupled with the freezing cold of the lake, the limbs froze.

The gentle body energy was slowly exhausted, and the movements became more and more sluggish.

Originally, it took about 1 minute to float up and take a breath, but slowly, it became 2 minutes, 3 minutes, 4 minutes, 5 minutes...

Slowly, Wenrou exhausted all her strength, and could no longer go upstream, but slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

His chest was suffocated and uncomfortable, as if a huge boulder weighed on him, and he felt like he would die at any moment.

Gently spitting bubbles, his sanity has begun to become a little unclear.

In a trance, it seems to hear someone talking on the shore——

It is the pride of the East.

Wen Rou struggled to hear clearly what that scumbag said again.

Are you thinking of other ways to torment yourself?

However, the concentration is completely lost.

The sound... is getting farther and farther away... as if it is coming from the sky...

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I do not know how long it has been.

Finally, Wen Rou couldn't hold it anymore.

When the eyes are dark, I don't know anything.

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When I woke up, I found that I was no longer in the water, lying on the floor.

Beside her, stood two rows full of servant girls.

Dozens of pairs of eyes, just staring at it like this.

"Cough cough cough..." Rourou spat out a mouthful of water, shivering from the cold.

She turned her eyes, looked around, and found that she was still by the lake.

The whole body was wet, the water kept dripping, and the floor was completely wet.

On the left, a large bundle of cut rope.

Gentle moved, and found that the rope on her body was untied.

Struggling for a while, I wanted to sit up, but my whole body was weak and I couldn't move.

"My lord! Second Miss is awake!" The servant saw that she had woken up, and immediately reported to Dongfang Aoshi.

Gentle startled for a moment, remembering what happened before fainting——

Did Dongfang Aoshi not let her drown?

Small footsteps sounded.

The servants retreated neatly to make way.

Dongfang Aoshi came over, condescending, looking down, with the posture of a king, "Have you suffered enough?"