Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Dongfang Aoshi, can you be reasonable? It's obvious that I bumped into someone, but now you want to goug someone's eyes instead!?" In such a day, Gentle is really too tired of living.

It's getting more and more ridiculous.

Gentle swears, she must get the map and get out of here!

"Reason?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered sinisterly, "These two words have always been missing in my king's dictionary."

"you--"

Wenrou was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire, and he really wanted to drill two holes in him.

"How about my king?"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

"Unreasonable...that's a good word." This woman actually yelled at herself because of a servant... Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the corners of his mouth cruelly curled up, "Tian Jin, take this person to the court!" Dungeon, this king wants to personally greet you."

"Yes, my lord." Tian Jin escorted him down.

Rou Rou looked at the coldness in his eyes, her chest jumped, "Dongfang Aoshi, what do you want to do?"

"Second Miss, why don't you follow me to see what this king wants to do?"

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dungeon.

It was dark all around, and it was necessary to rely on candlelight to see the route clearly.

In the ear, there was the sound of dripping water continuously.

In the dead space, there was a "tick-tick" sound, which was extremely embarrassing.

Wen Rou subconsciously leaned towards Dongfang Aoshi, and held onto his clothes tightly.

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, and strode forward without stopping.

After walking about 500 meters, the two arrived at their destination.

A stone chamber.

The servants were spread out into a large font and tied to wooden stakes.

In front of you, there is a big brazier, "crackling..." Sparkles are shining...

All kinds of instruments of torture were hung on the wall, each of which gave off a chill.

Some of them had dried blood stains on them.

Several strong servants stood in a row, waiting for orders at any time.

Wenrou instantly understood that this room was used to extort confessions!

"Dongfang Aoshi, what do you want to do? Put him down! As I said, this matter has nothing to do with him!"

Dongfang Aoshi ignored her, and lazily sat down on a wooden chair, watching the sparks in the brazier.

"Are you all ready?"

"Yes, my lord."

Dongfang proudly raised his hand.

One of the servants immediately took down a whip and swung it away with a bang.

Gentle can even see the dust thrown up by the whip...

"Oriental pride—"

"Snapped--"

Before he could finish his words, the servant had already slapped the whip hard.

In an instant, the servant's clothes were cut, his skin was ripped apart,

Wenrou took a sharp breath, and couldn't believe that Dongfang Aoshi could be so cruel.

Since entering the palace, although Dongfang Aoshi was cruel, he was limited to torturing her physically, and had never done anything to the servants of the palace...

According to the steward, although Dongfang Aoshi has a bad temper, there are clear rewards and punishments. As long as he does not make mistakes, Dongfang Aoshi will never do anything for no reason.

Be gentle and believe what the steward says.

Because apart from Dongfang Aoshi threatening herself with two maids when she first entered the palace, she has never taken anyone under the knife again——

Those two maids, I heard that Dongfang Aoshi later specially ordered people to send money to compensate them...