Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Kuang also said, his slender fingers stroked back and forth on the gentle lips, as if he was feeling something.

"..." Wenrou's throat tightened, and she couldn't say a word.

"Second Miss, have you forgotten what you said back then?" Dongfang Kuang also raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"..." Gentle did not forget.

It is precisely because I remember every word I said at the beginning, Wen Rou is so hard to say today, I can't open my mouth, please help Dongfang Kuang.

Only then will I feel that I am despicable, and I am using past feelings to achieve a certain purpose.

However, in front of Dongfang Kuangye, Wenrou didn't have the courage to admit that she still remembered.

Biting his lips, he closed his eyes gently, took a deep breath, and opened them again, "Sorry, it's been too long, I can't remember the details at that time."

"Do you want to come at all?"

"Can not remember."

"That's it." Dongfang Aoshi sighed for a long time, full of regret, "Then, I can only say regret..."

"Help..." Rourou still wanted to fight for it.

After all, Oriental Madness is also her greatest hope.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Why, should I help you?" Dongfang Kuangye's voice was as cold as his expression.

Wen Rou's chest was suffocated, and she was completely speechless.

Yes.

Why should Dongfang Maniac help himself?

There is no relationship between them for a long time...

Even though he was mentally prepared, Dongfang Maniac would refuse.

But when confronted with it in real life, Wen Rou still felt uncomfortable with tightness in his chest, as if a heavy stone was pressing on him, making it difficult to breathe.

What a shame.

Wenrou can no longer face Dongfang Kuangye.

Now, even standing in front of Dongfang Kuangye, she felt ashamed.

Pushing Dongfang Kuangya away hard, Wen Rou strode away without even thinking about it...

The wrists were tightly clasped.

Dongfang Kuangye's aura came from behind, like an invisible net, tightly trapping the gentleness.

"Let go." She struggled gently and forcefully.

Helpless, Dongfang Kuang also had great strength and couldn't break free at all.

Oriental Maniac didn't speak either.

Just like this, the two of them stood still on the corridor.

Dongfang Kuang also silently looked at Wen Rou, his eyes were deep and engulfed everything around him.

There was dead silence all around.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

I don't know how long it has passed, Dongfang Kuang finally spoke, breaking the silence——

"Gentle, you come to ask me for help, does it mean that I still have a place in your heart?"

"..." Wen Rou couldn't answer.

At this moment, her mind seemed to be emptied.

In the ear, there is still a "buzzing".

Why did Dongfang Maniac ask this question?

Could it be... that what he just said about accepting himself as a concubine was not just talking, but serious?

Does he really want to continue his relationship with him?

Wen Rou was completely stiff, and she was stunned for a long time, but she couldn't recover.

"Why don't you speak?" Dongfang Kuang's hoarse voice sounded from behind, as magnetic as a cello, "Is that right?"

"No, you're thinking wrong. I never wanted to reconnect with you." Gentle took a deep breath, calmed down, her face was tense, "Today, I just simply ask you to do me a favor. If I ask you I feel embarrassed, so I'm sorry, just pretend that I didn't say anything tonight."