Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak any more, his face suddenly became gloomy, like the surface of the sea in a storm.

After staying tenderly for a while, she finally understood——

Dongfang Aoshi wants to let himself call him Ninth Master?

Although he didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi was planning, in order to leave this eerie place as soon as possible, Gentle still opened his mouth and tentatively called, "Jiuye...?"

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Rou was embraced into the embrace of a man who seemed as hot as a soldering iron.

Wen Rou felt dizzy for a while, but before she could understand what was going on, her lips were blocked.

Half of Dongfang Aoshi's body was pressing down on the gentle, fiery kiss, sweeping wildly, as if he was venting something.

An emotion that has been suppressed for a long, long time...

Tenderness was almost suffocated by choking!

This pervert!

What does he want to do?

Wasn't the torture just now enough?

Struggling gently and vigorously, "Let go...uh..."

in confusion.

"Pa—" The bowl in his hand was knocked out, and the warm soup splashed all over the two of them.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't care at all, he pressed Wenrou on the table, biting and kissing passionately...

Gentle struggled desperately, overturned several dishes, but still couldn't break free, and was pressed tightly——

She is no match for Dongfang Aoshi at all.

Dongfang Aoshi's lips were kissing frantically on her face, with heavy and deep strength.

With this perverted kissing method, Gentle thought that this beast was going to do something to her again.

The result is not.

Dongfang Aoshi just kissed her, his lips sucked and twisted fiercely, as if he wanted to convey something...

Wenrou actually read a trace of panic from his angry kiss?

I was taken aback tenderly!

what happened?

It's an illusion.

How could a person like Dongfang Aoshi panic?

What is he panicking about?

Ran away in panic, unable to avenge the former princess and the child?

Gentleness forgot to resist, and stood there stiffly, letting Dongfang Aoshi's kiss baptize himself.

Gradually, Dongfang Aoshi's strength became lighter.

Instead of a predatory kiss, it becomes a lingering kiss between lovers.

Dongfang Aoshi lightly pecked at his tender and swollen lips, with the hot tip of his tongue, and carefully described...

For the first time, Dongfang Aoshi used this lingering kiss between lovers to kiss her——

Gentle and shameful, she found that under Dongfang Aoshi's kissing method, her body began to weaken, and her legs were wet...

Uncontrollably, he closed his eyes, and a moan escaped from his lips.

"Snapped--"

The movement of the two was too big, and a bowl fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Wen Rou seemed to have been poured a basin of ice water severely, and instantly woke up——

what is she doing?

Is she a slut?

Dongfang Aoshi just kissed her once, but he was immersed and reacted!

A strong sense of humiliation welled up in her heart, Wen Rou couldn't bear it anymore, and gave Dongfang Aoshi a hard push.

The defenseless Dongfang Aoshi was pushed away and fell to the ground.

Gently and quickly pulled up the clothes, dodged to the farthest place, his face was pale——

She was terrified by her reaction just now!

Dongfang Aoshi sat there without moving.

His expression was heavy, his black eyes flickered, and he couldn't see the real emotion in his heart.

Gentle wants to run, wants to leave here.

But the legs seemed to be filled with lead, they were so heavy that they couldn't move at all.

He could only look at Dongfang Aoshi in panic.

The atmosphere was strangely solemn.