Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Gentle thought in her heart.

This time, Dongfang Aoshi didn't babble anymore, and obediently took the medicine.

Soon, a bowl of dark medicine came to an end.

Wen Rou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she could finally be relieved, she was about to stand up with the bowl in her hand.

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi's iron arm suddenly stretched out and wrapped around her waist.

Wenrou didn't have time to react at all, what was going on, she just felt a flash in front of her eyes, and her whole body fell into the embrace of Dongfang Aoshi.

A strong masculine breath, mixed with a high fever, enveloped her from behind, completely surrounding her.

Struggling gently, "Let go! What else do you want to do?!"

"Princess, the concubine hasn't rinsed her mouth yet." The steward reminded and brought a bowl of warm water.

Drinking a bowl of medicine and gargling, I have never seen such a long-winded man!

Rourou took the bowl, and put it to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth angrily, "Hurry up and rinse your mouth, I'm very tired and I don't have time to accompany you!"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and drank most of the bowl of water in one gulp.

The steward handed over the container.

Dongfang Aoshi was spitting water, but his hands were still tightly holding on to Wenrou.

His face was slightly flushed, and his whole complexion was much worse than usual.

The hands are also very hot, the gentleness can be felt even through the thick clothes, the heat is burning, it feels very hot...

Gentle struggled, trying to free his hand.

fail.

So, I can only take a deep breath and say, "If you have any questions, finish it at once!"

"Bitter." Dongfang Aoshi frowned with thick eyebrows, his voice was hoarse, and his disgusted expression seemed a little softer than usual, not so violent and scary, but really like a patient.

Seeing Dongfang Aoshi's sickly look, it's hard for Wen Rou to argue with him.

"Steward, is there any honey in the house?"

"Honey? Yes."

"Please soak some honey water over here."

"Okay." The steward turned around immediately, and according to Gentle's instructions, made a glass of honey water and brought it over.

The tenderness was sent to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth, "Drink, it won't be bitter after drinking."

"How dare you let this king drink such a disgusting thing?" Dongfang Aoshi's expression turned ugly.

nausea?

It's just honey water, not water from a stinky ditch, so what's so disgusting?

Bow gently.

When I looked at it, I found that there was a dead bee at the bottom of the cup.

"There are bee corpses, which means that this honey is all natural and not fake." Explained gently and patiently.

A dead bee or two in the honey is no big deal at all.

Dongfang Aoshi's face darkened when he heard the word corpse, "Do you dare to let me drink corpse water?"

Corpse water?

It's just a bee accidentally died in a cup of honey, but when Dongfang Aoshi puts it in his mouth, it becomes a horror movie, even scarier than killing people and dismembering corpses...

Gentle took a deep breath, asked the butler to bring the chopsticks, picked out the bees and threw them away, and leaned over again, "Is it ready to drink now?"

Dongfang Aoshi refused, "This king does not drink corpse water."

"This is honey water, not some corpse water! Do you want to drink it or not?" Rourou didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but Dongfang Aoshi kept saying "corpse water corpse water", which made her hairs stand on end.

"This king does not drink corpse water." Dongfang Aoshi held firm.

"You—" Gentle and angry, felt that he would really have a cerebral hemorrhage from anger!

"Princess, this subordinate should go and make a cup for the prince." The steward was afraid that they would quarrel again, so he hurried out to smooth things over.