Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Wen Rou didn't have time to react, she just felt a sudden rotation in front of her eyes!

When he came back to his senses, he had already been thrown onto the bed...on the bed!

Dongfang Aoshi reached out to take off her clothes.

Gentle defended tightly, "Go away! What do you want to do again?"

"Take it off yourself or should I take it off for you?" Dongfang Aoshi's face was very ugly, it could be seen that he was trying his best to endure.

The ferocious eyes, as if gentle and disobedient, were about to eat her.

Gentle doesn't care what Dongfang Aoshi is thinking, she won't take it off even if she dies, and refuses to be insulted again, "I'll say it again! Get out, get out, get out!"

Dongfang Aoshi's face darkened, "This king's patience is limited."

Biting her lips gently, she shrank to the corner, with a firm attitude, "Get out!"

"hiss--"

Dongfang Aoshi's response was to drag Wen Rou over and tear her clothes off!

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi's movements to be so fast, Wen Rou was momentarily stunned.

The whole person was turned over and lay on his stomach.

Wenrou was still in a daze, unable to respond.

"hiss--"

The rest of the clothes were torn off.

bare back.

And a fast-healing wound.

Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank, and he dug out a large lump of ointment, and wiped it off.

A cold feeling came from his back.

Wen Rou's whole body trembled, and finally came back to his senses.

Using hands and feet together, began to struggle.

Dongfang Aoshi had expected that Wenrou would not obediently lie on her stomach, pressed her shoulders, and pushed her back forcefully.

The curtain was torn off, both hands and feet were tied, and they were fixed on the bed...

"..."

Wenrou struggled for a long time, but couldn't break free, and was so angry.

The bastard!

What is he trying to do?

SM?

"Let me go!" Even though she was tied up, Gentle refused to admit it, struggling to and fro, making the whole bed shake.

With a wrong hand, the medicine bottle in Dongfang Aoshi's hand was knocked off.

The light green ointment was spilled all over the floor.

Dongfang Aoshi picked up the bottle and found that most of the ointment had been spilled, his face turned dark all of a sudden, "You'd better lie down obediently, don't provoke me."

How can gentleness listen?

Staring at him fiercely, struggling harder, "You die faster!"

Dongfang Aoshi's face was ashen, "Don't worry, even if this king dies, he will drag you down, lie down!"

He poured all the remaining medicine onto Gentle's back, and wiped it away roughly, without mercy.

Although Wen Rou's back injury is almost healed, but the wound has not completely healed, being rubbed so hard, the pain made the nerves of the whole body tightened, and cold sweat was all over the forehead.

"Dongfang Aoshi...what are you doing...let me go..." The voice trembled so much that even he almost didn't recognize him.

This pervert really has a hobby of SM!

"Move again, I will take the skin off your back to make a human skin lantern!"

"..."

Gentle froze fiercely, not daring to move anymore——

She believed that a person like Dongfang Aoshi would definitely do what he said.

Gentleness is not afraid of death, but it is afraid of death pain.

After being hit by a car in her previous life, she did not die immediately, but fell on the road for a long time before finally losing consciousness.

Gentle doesn't want to experience the pain of being torn apart.

So, the struggle was temporarily stopped.

Dongfang Aoshi was only satisfied when he saw that she was being honest, and made more forceful movements with his hands.

In the beginning, Wen Rou grinned in pain.

Slowly, I don't know if it's because the pain-sensitive nerves are numb, or what.

Gentleness doesn't feel the pain anymore.