Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Cough, cough, cough..." Gentle and coughing, obviously choking on water, but his throat was as dry as a knife, and his voice was dry, "Scum...cough, cough..."

"It seems that you haven't suffered enough." Dongfang Aoshi sneered and bent his fingers.

A large cup of brewed tea and a warm towel were sent to Gentle.

Wenrou glared at him fiercely, shaking her head.

Damn!

It’s so cold!

The cold wind kept pouring in, except for the brain, the tenderness was almost frozen into ice, stiff.

Dongfang Aoshi ordered the servant girl to pull Wenrou up and stand there.

"Know what to do?" Dongfang Aoshi asked coldly.

Gentlely raised her eyes, gave him a look of contempt, and quickly put aside.

It seems that if you look at it for a while, your eyes will rot.

"It seems that Second Miss likes to swim in the lake in winter. Come and push her down the lake."

"You—!" Rourou turned her head abruptly, almost wanting to slap this scum to death!

In this kind of weather, wearing cold wet clothes and standing in the cold wind is already a kind of inhuman torture, unable to move, and then being pushed into the lake, within 2 minutes, you will definitely die!

"How about my king?"

"I'll wipe it, is that okay?" Rourou gritted her teeth, and every word came out from between the teeth.

"Very good, it seems that you finally understand your situation." Dongfang Aoshi sat down and waited.

Gentlely resisted the urge to get hurt, and went to get the towel.

The towels were steaming hot and looked warm.

But Wen Rou's hands were completely stiff, and she couldn't hold things.

"Snapped--"

The maid had just handed the towel to her when it dropped.

Dongfang Aoshi ordered the maid to bring a new hot towel up.

"Pa—" it still fell off.

Dongfang Aoshi asked the servant girl to change again.

"Snapped--"

For the third time, the fate of the towel was still the same as before, falling to the ground.

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Next, the servant girl kept delivering new towels and shedding them gently.

over and over again.

After countless times, Dongfang's proud and handsome face finally sank, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a storm——

"It seems that you haven't learned enough lessons."

Just once or twice.

Every time I get it, I drop it...

This woman, do you think he is a fool?

Can't even see this little trick?

Get up coldly, drag Wenrou to the lake.

"I'm...cold..." The gentle voice was trembling.

She admitted that at the beginning, she really meant to be arrogant.

But after a long time, the wind keeps blowing, the body is getting stiffer and colder, the hands and face are completely red from the cold, and the pain is raw, the gentleness is really unbearable, so it will be repeated again and again. Get rid of the towels.

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, and didn't believe what she said at all.

His black eyes sharpened, and he wanted to kick people into the lake again.

The guard, who had been silent for a long time, finally took a step forward, "My lord, the weather is cold, and the second lady's body will not be able to bear it if she goes into the lake again."

Dongfang Aoshi squinted and gave him a gentle look.

Sure enough, as the guard said, the tenderness has been frozen——

His face was pale, his lips were completely purple, and he was trembling constantly.

With a cold snort, let go.

Turn around and walk towards the inner courtyard.

Gentle and stiff, I don't know what tricks this scumbag is playing.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't give any orders, and left directly, making all the servants stunned, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do next.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you send Second Sister in quickly?!" The guard reminded.