Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Is this person's body made of iron?

The tenderness was so painful that he didn't dare to rub it, he was afraid that if he made a big move, he would accidentally bump into Dongfang Aoshi, and give him an excuse to touch him.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and pretend nothing happened.

Moving cautiously, stepping back bit by bit, trying to stay away from Dongfang Aoshi.

Just as she was struggling to move, the voice of the steward suddenly came from outside——

"My lord, we are leaving the palace soon."

Dongfang Aoshi did not speak, opened the car curtain, and took a look outside.

His dark eyes flashed with a half-smile.

Gentle is immediately alert.

But it was too late.

Dongfang Aoshi exerted a slight force on his hands, and the results of his gentle efforts for half a day disappeared instantly——

The bodies of the two are stuck together again!

Gentleness can even feel the hot temperature emanating from his body...

"We are in the sedan chair now." Rourou stared and struggled, she couldn't believe it, there were so many people coming and going outside, the sedan chair was about to leave the palace gate, and Dongfang Aoshi unexpectedly reacted on the street!

"Sit down!" Dongfang Aoshi gave her a warning look and ordered.

Wen Rou didn't listen to him, but retreated as hard as she could, "Don't mess around!"

"If this king wants to mess around, do you think you can still wear clothes now?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered.

Think tenderly too.

If Dongfang Aoshi wanted to do something to her, he would have done it a long time ago when he came all the way just now, and he would not wait until this time.

Gentle took a deep breath and stopped moving.

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips in satisfaction, and hugged her closer.

Dongfang Aoshi just hugged her like this, without any excessive movements.

But gentle but uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Although this sedan chair is big, it is also limited.

Gentle's legs can't be straightened, it's like kneeling on Dongfang Aoshi's lap with legs apart...

In addition, Wenrou is trying hard to stiffen her body to avoid excessive contact with Dongfang Aoshi...

How could gentleness be comfortable under such circumstances?

After a while, she was so tired that she was out of breath, and she was about to die.

Dongfang Aoshi leaned halfway, his eyes closed.

Judging from the steady breathing, it should be asleep?

Gently held her breath, lightly supported her arms, and carefully straightened her body, ready to move.

As a result, Dongfang Aoshi opened his eyes just before she moved her hands.

The dark and bright eyes are close at hand, staring at Gentle.

Wen Rou's chest tightened, and she immediately froze there.

But soon, she reacted, squeezed and said with a smile, "I'm a little tired from sitting, and I want to exercise."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her somewhat funny posture, and his thin lips slowly hooked up, "Exercise? Need my cooperation?"

As he said, he pressed his big palm.

Wen Rou was caught off guard, and pressed against Dongfang Aoshi's body again.

An unmistakable stiffness rested on his legs.

Gentle and instantly stiff as a statue.

This beast!

He really had a plan!

Gentle began to struggle hard, wanting to get up.

"Don't move, unless you want to go back to the palace bed..." Dongfang Aoshi warned.

"you--"

Gentle and furious, I really want to beat this bastard to death!

But she will be leaving the palace soon, she can't argue with Dongfang Aoshi at this juncture.

In case he really changed his mind and decided not to go out and return to the palace, Rourou felt that she would collapse!

"You want to leave the palace so much?" Dongfang Aoshi pursed his lips evilly, his obsidian-like eyes shone brightly, as if he was planning something.