Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi thought he was an imperial doctor, but unexpectedly, he was gentle...

Doesn't she hate herself?

How could he still help?

With a slight flash of narrow black eyes, Dongfang Aoshi turned around and left the second floor, "When did she come here?"

"As soon as Second Miss heard that the prince had a high fever, she rushed to see the prince before she even had time to finish her breakfast."

"Really?" Dongfang Aoshi scoffed coldly, not believing what the steward said at all.

It's too late for Rou Rou to hate him, how could he immediately write off the past when he got sick, and still be so nervous about his body?

"It's true, my lord." The steward swore, "If your lord doesn't believe it, you can call the maid who is serving the second lady over and ask."

As the steward said, he was going to call someone.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand, and didn't think there was anything to prove about this matter.

Dongfang Aoshi knows how much Rourou hates himself.

"The king is hungry."

"My subordinate immediately ordered the kitchen, does the prince want to eat in the living room or in the room?"

"Take it to your room." Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the long figure at the door, then turned and left.

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Gentleness is awakened by the temptation of the aroma of food.

His whole body felt as if he had been run over by a truck. Whenever he moved, he felt sore, and no one part was intact.

That beast of the East!

It's so sick that it can still make people half-dead...

Gentle cursed him in his heart for never lifting, and sat up with his aching body to get dressed.

Suddenly, in a flash, the clothes were robbed.

This kind of strength, gentleness doesn't need to think about it, you know who it is.

"Dongfang Aoshi, are you finished yet?"

Gentle and angrily raised her head, and she saw the expected person——

Dongfang Aoshi stood beside the bed, holding her underwear in his hand.

After tossing and tossing for almost an hour, she was about to fall apart, and he still didn't want to stop?

Did he have to kill her on the bed... before he would give up?

Gentle gritted her teeth, really wanted to grab a pair of scissors and castrate this beast!

It's a pity that my body is limp and I can't move, I can only yell, "Give me back my clothes!"

Dongfang Aoshi did not speak, threw the rag in his hand to the servant girl, took new clothes, and sat down by the bed.

Gentle, as if being scalded, jumped up and backed away, far away from Dongfang Aoshi.

Dongfang Aoshi's face turned cold instantly with her evasive actions like a snake and a scorpion, and his breath was dangerous, "Come here!"

"What do you want to do again?" Ruan Rou hugged the quilt tightly, how could she pass by.

"Don't let me repeat it a third time, come here!" Dongfang Aoshi said with patience.

Biting his lips gently, his mind turned rapidly——

This beast is so capable of tossing around when it's sick, so it's better not to offend him.

In order not to be killed by him on the bed.......

Taking a deep breath, leaning gently and slowly.

As if he couldn't stand Wen Rou's slow movements, Dongfang Aoshi clasped her wrist and pulled it hard——

Rourou fell over and fell into Dongfang Aoshi's firm embrace.

The quilt slipped off, and the body covered with passionate red spots was suddenly exposed to the air.

The cold air came, Wen Rou couldn't help shivering.

In the next second, the clothes wrapped around.

It is the pride of the East.