Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The prince's ribs are broken, he can't move, and he can't see any guests. "

"Ah? Broken ribs? This subordinate will call for the imperial doctor right away..." Ruan Wen was startled and acted very similarly. The steward was coaxed around and rushed out...

"Come back!" Dongfang Aoshi shouted coldly.

"My lord?"

"Are you blind? This king is fine, when did your ribs break?"

"But Second Miss didn't say..."

"What if she tells you to die?"

"...Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake! Please punish me, my lord!"

"Get out!"

"Yes." The steward didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly led the maid to leave.

In the room, only Dongfang Aoshi and Wenrou were left.

The atmosphere instantly became weird.

Invisibly suppressed, making people breathless.

Gently and nervously clenched his fists, his palms were full of sweat——

Why did Dongfang Aoshi drive people away?

what does he do

Is it possible to...

Thinking of this, Wen Rou's entire face turned pale.

Turn around and run...

Before the footsteps had time to step out, the waist was tightly bound!

A big rotation, the whole person turns 180 degrees.

Dongfang was arrogant and condescending, standing in front of her.

Light and shadow were projected from the window and sprinkled on him, half of his facial features were hidden, and he had a gloomy and cold taste, "Why are you running? Didn't you feel proud just now?"

Ruan didn't dare to look up, let alone look at him, "Don't you have guests? We—"

"My king's ribs are broken, so I can't see guests." Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-smile, and put his big palm on her body, moving back and forth, pinching and kneading.

"..." Wen Wen's scalp was numb, and he tried to dodge, "The Ninth Prince is really joking! You are so healthy, how could you have broken ribs? Hehehe... Ninth Prince, don't you have guests? Hurry up and let the guests wait." It's not good for a long time..."

"No rush." ​​Dongfang Aoshi slightly hooked his lower lip, and began to untie Gentle's belt.

His eyes were tightly locked on Wen Rou, watching her every move.

In the beginning, she was gentle and thoughtful, playing Tai Chi with Dongfang Aoshi, pushing and shoving——

There is no one else in the room, if you confront Dongfang Aoshi head-on, you will only suffer.

What's more, when this scumbag gets angry, he not only tortures himself, but also involves the entire Wen family.

Gentle doesn't want this.

Therefore, I suppressed my temper as much as possible, and bowed my knees to Dongfang Aoshi.

But seeing Dongfang Aoshi getting more and more excessive, and wearing fewer and fewer clothes, she couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled, "Dongfang Aoshi! Are you a beast?"

"You only know now?" Dongfang Aoshi pursed his lips harshly, his voice without any warmth.

The bastard!

Scum!

abnormal!

Tenderness exploded.

Really want to kill this man.

But the current situation is not good for her.

Who knows if this pervert will attack him!

Gently and deeply, controlled my emotions, and tried to keep my voice as steady as possible, "Didn't the steward say that there are guests? The Ninth Prince is here to delay and not meet the guests, isn't it good?"

"I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered, "Before you married into the palace, you started taking care of me?"

The devil wants to marry into the palace to take care of you pervert, scum, and psycho!

Gentle scolded fiercely in her heart.

On the surface, he kept calm and smiled hard, "It's better for Ninth Prince to meet the guests earlier, otherwise he will be rude."

"Disrespectful?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled lightly, completely disapproving, "There are too many people who come to the palace to see this king with shamelessness, so is it possible that this king has to meet one by one?"