Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

All the maids in the palace knew about her and Dongfang Aoshi's affairs, and that was shameful enough.

Ruan didn't want this kind of thing, and spread it outside.

How will you behave in the future?

Breathing out gently and deeply, suppressing his emotions, he froze in Dongfang Aoshi's arms like a log.

It's just weird.

Isn't she Dongfang Aoshi's enemy?

Shouldn't Dongfang Aoshi hate himself?

Why did he feel different after he got sick?

It is no longer as violent as it was at the beginning, but a lot more pleasant--

Not only did he have to take himself to the palace, but he also indulged her in being rude to Wen Wan...

What is Dongfang Aoshi thinking in his heart?

A person cannot change his attitude for no reason.

What is the reason that Dongfang Aoshi suddenly changed?

Gentle frowned, thought for a long time, but couldn't think of it.

Suddenly, my mind flashed.

Could it be... Do you want yourself to fall in love with him, and then abandon him fiercely?

Damn!

This man's mind is really sinister!

Wen Wan and Wen Wan are a perfect match!

Gentle stared at Dongfang Aoshi's chest, wishing to burn a few holes out of it.

"Look at this king's body, do you want it?" Dongfang's proud voice sounded above his head.

"...I didn't!" Gentlely retorted.

No matter what, he can think of it there——

This man is really shameless!

"Then be quiet." Dongfang Aoshi said, suddenly leaning back.

Wenrou was startled, and hugged him quickly.

After stabilizing, I realized that the sedan chair was specially designed to lean back like a sofa.

Dongfang Aoshi's body blocked it just now, so Wenrou didn't see clearly.

I almost thought that the sedan chair was broken and would get out...

Gently let out a long breath.

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lower lip lightly, "What? Second Miss, who is not even afraid of death, is actually afraid of such a trivial matter?"

"..." Rou Rou gave him a white look, and didn't bother to pay attention, "Let go, I'm sleepy, I need to rest."

Dongfang Aoshi's sedan chair is specially made, with a lot of space, so there is no need to feel wronged, and sit on his lap.

"Sleep on me, I will sleep on you, choose one."

"..."

The big pervert of this century!

Is there nothing else in his mind other than ML?

The tenderness is beyond words.

Don't bother to compare with him.

Leaning on Dongfang Aoshi's chest gently and unceremoniously, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Originally, he thought that with the rickety sedan chair and Dongfang Aoshi staring at him, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he was immediately overwhelmed by fatigue, and fell asleep in a daze.

no way.

I went to bed too late yesterday and woke up too early today, so I am really sleepy.

Dongfang Aoshi lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms.

The arrogant and unrestrained pupils are deep and heavy, like two boundless black holes, containing an unpredictable darkness...

The sedan chair was swaying, the gentle hair was scattered on the chest, and the hair covered the cheeks.

Dongfang Aoshi stretched out his hand and brushed the loose strands of hair behind his ears.

Rourou slept soundly, completely unaware of Dongfang Aoshi's movements.

Pulling the hair out, the face with a gentle slap is fully presented.

Oval face, skin like a shelled egg, white and tender, thin eyebrows, straight nose bridge...

With long fingers, stroke lightly on the gentle face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, lips...

Finally, it stayed on her lips glowing with rose water.

The long and narrow eyes flickered slightly.