Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "So, it's my king's fault?"

"I didn't say that." Rou Rou remained expressionless, trying to be calmer.

Dongfang Aoshi pinched her chin, looked into her eyes, "Is it really because I don't know where to go?"

The pitch-black pupils were quite a bit darker than usual, and there was a certain light shining deep in the bottom of the pupils.

Gentle's chest trembled slightly, and she calmed down extremely, "What else? Do I have any other reasons to be nervous?"

Dongfang Aoshi slightly hooked his lower lip, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

The voice, deep——

"Like, an assassin?"

Rourou's chest shook violently, but she didn't show it, "Jiuye really likes to joke, why should I be nervous because of an assassin?"

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, and looked at her quietly with half-raised eyes.

Gentle's palms are full of sweat, and her heart beats faster and faster...

Damn!

Dongfang Aoshi doesn't really know everything, does he?

It should be impossible.

Dongfang's proud character, if he knew everything, he wouldn't react so calmly.

Wen Rou whispered secretly, stabilizing her emotions, "What are you doing looking at me?"

Dongfang Aoshi hooked his lips, and gently scraped back and forth with his long fingers on his gentle cheeks, "I didn't realize that the second lady is quite pretty."

"..."

"Second Miss has used this face to confuse many men?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-smile, his jaw tensed.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Gentle clapped his hand off forcefully.

The slender fingers climbed onto the gentle face again.

This time, no matter how much you shoot, you can't miss it.

Dongfang Aoshi condensed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Besides Huangfu Hao, who else should this king guard against?"

Today's assassins don't do it for money or share, they are straightforward and want people from him.

Named names in public and asked him to hand over his tenderness.

Dongfang Aoshi certainly cannot admit that gentleness is in his own hands.

Wen Ziye's people were guarding outside the palace all the time, waiting for the news to spread.

How could he not call himself?

He didn't even bother to look at the assassin.

Dongfang's arrogant and defiant attitude angered the assassins.

The other party didn't care about anything, and rushed over directly.

Courage is good.

It's a pity that his skill was a little short, and he was quickly caught by Tian Jin.

Dongfang Aoshi went up to see who was so bold and dared to assassinate in the street.

Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly broke free from the guard's restraint, and drew a soft sword from his waist...

At that time, Dongfang Aoshi stretched out his hand reflexively...

That's how the palm hurt.

The hand injury is a minor matter.

What Dongfang Aoshi wanted to know was who sent the assassin——

Tian Jin has put the assassin in prison and tortured him.

It's a pity that the other party's mouth is like a clam shell, no matter how tortured, he just refuses to reveal any news...

"...What did you say inexplicably? Take your hands away!" Dongfang Aoshi knew there was something in his words, Rourou wanted to know what he was alluding to.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of it.

Dongfang Aoshi's long fingers moved along her cheeks, sliding to her collarbone from time to time, her movements were very ambiguous.

Gentle struggled itchy all over, trying to get out of this strange situation.

Helpless, the sedan chair only has so little space, and Dongfang Aoshi is so strong that he is not his opponent at all.

After a while, I was out of breath.