Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

In addition, she was wearing few clothes and was a bit cold, so Gentle didn't ask any further questions.

He glanced at Dongfang Aoshi coldly, turned around and went back to the bed... go up.

He thought in his heart that Dongfang Aoshi would leave when the steward prepared the food.

It's just a matter of waiting another half an hour.

She can afford to wait for this little time.

Think tenderly holding the quilt.

Dongfang Aoshi sat back in his original position.

Inside the room, there was a dead silence.

The two stood on each other's side, silent.

15 minutes passed.

"Knock knock knock..."

The steward knocked on the door and came in, followed by several servant girls.

Everyone has dishes in their hands.

The steward instructed the maid to put the things down.

A table full of dishes, with white mist, is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Soon, the whole room was filled with fragrance.

Looking tenderly, but frowning——

Steward what does that mean?

Didn't I say, let the steward send it to Dongfang Aoshi's room?

Why did you bring things to her?

The steward served Dongfang Aoshi with soup, as if gentleness was like air, it didn't exist——

As long as Dongfang Aoshi is around, the steward will automatically ignore the gentleness.

Gentle is actually quite used to this situation.

But this time, she no longer intends to remain silent.

"I'm going to rest." Gentleness broke the silence.

Dongfang Aoshi turned a deaf ear and drank the soup slowly.

What is this person thinking?

The order to evict the guest has already been issued, why is he so shy and sloppy?

When did Dongfang Aoshi's face become so thick?

Seeing Dongfang's arrogant and calm appearance, Wenrou felt angry in her heart.

In the past, he snatched Dongfang Aoshi's job and landed heavily on the table, ready to drive him away.

The moment she stretched out her hand, Dongfang Aoshi quickly grabbed her back, and with a slight movement, Wenrou fell onto his lap.

A strong masculine breath surrounded her, enveloping her whole body.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.

The steward immediately understood and led the maid to retreat.

Dongfang Aoshi slightly hooked his lips, lowered his head, buried her neck, and sniffed lightly.

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to do such a thing at all, Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, I finally came to my senses and began to struggle, "Let me go!"

Dongfang was proud of the world and held on tight, as if wanting to embed tenderness into his body.

The fiery lips moved slowly against the gentle neck, wrapping around her earlobe.

Wenrou shook violently, his whole body became stiff, and he trembled involuntarily——

That's where she's most sensitive.

The bastard Dongfang Aoshi, he is very aware of his situation, so he did this on purpose.

Gently gritted his teeth, pushed hard, resisted, scratched... trying to stop Dongfang Aoshi's movements.

But he seemed to be frozen, no matter how gently pushed, bit, or grabbed, he couldn't break free.

His jaw was tightly clasped, and he was kissed ferociously.

Dongfang's proud kiss, like fire, melts everything.

Gentleness can't resist and refuse at all, it can only be steadfastly endured...

In the beginning, Wenrou kept grabbing and kicking him... She tried her best to resist.

However, there is no way to shake Dongfang Aoshi.

His body exuded a terrifying temperature, burning everything.

Slowly, the gentle resistance movement became smaller.

The body, more honestly than the brain, began to respond—

In her gentle heart, she was full of hatred for what Dongfang Aoshi had done in the past.In addition, she was wearing few clothes and was a bit cold, so Gentle didn't ask any further questions.

He glanced at Dongfang Aoshi coldly, turned around and went back to the bed... go up.

He thought in his heart that Dongfang Aoshi would leave when the steward prepared the food.

It's just a matter of waiting another half an hour.

She can afford to wait for this little time.

Think tenderly holding the quilt.

Dongfang Aoshi sat back in his original position.

Inside the room, there was a dead silence.

The two stood on each other's side, silent.

15 minutes passed.

"Knock knock knock..."

The steward knocked on the door and came in, followed by several servant girls.

Everyone has dishes in their hands.

The steward instructed the maid to put the things down.

A table full of dishes, with white mist, is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Soon, the whole room was filled with fragrance.

Looking tenderly, but frowning——

Steward what does that mean?

Didn't I say, let the steward send it to Dongfang Aoshi's room?

Why did you bring things to her?

The steward served Dongfang Aoshi with soup, as if gentleness was like air, it didn't exist——

As long as Dongfang Aoshi is around, the steward will automatically ignore the gentleness.

Gentle is actually quite used to this situation.

But this time, she no longer intends to remain silent.

"I'm going to rest." Gentleness broke the silence.

Dongfang Aoshi turned a deaf ear and drank the soup slowly.

What is this person thinking?

The order to evict the guest has already been issued, why is he so shy and sloppy?

When did Dongfang Aoshi's face become so thick?

Seeing Dongfang's arrogant and calm appearance, Wenrou felt angry in her heart.

In the past, he snatched Dongfang Aoshi's job and landed heavily on the table, ready to drive him away.

The moment she stretched out her hand, Dongfang Aoshi quickly grabbed her back, and with a slight movement, Wenrou fell onto his lap.

A strong masculine breath surrounded her, enveloping her whole body.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.

The steward immediately understood and led the maid to retreat.

Dongfang Aoshi slightly hooked his lips, lowered his head, buried her neck, and sniffed lightly.

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to do such a thing at all, Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, I finally came to my senses and began to struggle, "Let me go!"

Dongfang was proud of the world and held on tight, as if wanting to embed tenderness into his body.

The fiery lips moved slowly against the gentle neck, wrapping around her earlobe.

Wenrou shook violently, his whole body became stiff, and he trembled involuntarily——

That's where she's most sensitive.

The bastard Dongfang Aoshi, he is very aware of his situation, so he did this on purpose.

Gently gritted his teeth, pushed hard, resisted, scratched... trying to stop Dongfang Aoshi's movements.

But he seemed to be frozen, no matter how gently pushed, bit, or grabbed, he couldn't break free.

His jaw was tightly clasped, and he was kissed ferociously.

Dongfang's proud kiss, like fire, melts everything.

Gentleness can't resist and refuse at all, it can only be steadfastly endured...

In the beginning, Wenrou kept grabbing and kicking him... She tried her best to resist.

However, there is no way to shake Dongfang Aoshi.

His body exuded a terrifying temperature, burning everything.

Slowly, the gentle resistance movement became smaller.

The body, more honestly than the brain, began to respond—

In her gentle heart, she was full of hatred for what Dongfang Aoshi had done in the past.