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

Gentle stayed there, as if struck by lightning, unable to recover.

how is this possible……? !

Dongfang Aoshi actually knows how to comb his hair...

"What? Are you frightened by this king's craftsmanship?" Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips evilly.

Yes.

Not only frightened, but also very frightened.

Of course, it is impossible for meekness to express my true inner thoughts.

Staring at her eyes, she came back to her senses, and deliberately said contemptuously, "It's not just combing your hair, there's nothing to be scared about."

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows with interest.

Wen Rou guessed with her toes, everyone knew what his expression meant!

Dongfang Aoshi was laughing at her duplicity——

He was obviously frightened, but he refused to admit it.

This is indeed the case.

Wenrou was frightened by Dongfang Aoshi's hair combing skills.

But she will never admit it.

I don't want to see Dongfang proud and triumphant.

Originally thought that Dongfang Aoshi would hold on and mock Wenrou severely.

Gentle is also ready to fight back at any time.

In the end, he didn't do anything, he just glanced at her lightly, then let go, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.

Rourou had just recovered from the shock, and was frightened by Dongfang Aoshi again——

He didn't take this opportunity to mock himself...

Sitting there tenderly and stiffly, unable to recover for a long time.

Arms were touched.

Wenrou came back to her senses and saw the steward standing in front of her, "What's the matter?"

"Princess, the prince is waiting for you." The steward reminded in a low voice.

Rourou looked up, Dongfang Aoshi had already sat in the sedan chair.

The servants lifted the car curtain, and everyone was waiting.

"Oh." Gentle got up and walked out.

Looking in the corridor, there is only one sedan chair.

Her brows immediately frowned——

In such a big palace, every time he goes out, he only prepares a sedan chair?

It's too stingy.

Or is it that the servants of the palace have no intention of preparing for her at all?

Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

I wanted to protest at first, but when I saw that the sun had come out, I don't know how much time I would waste if I talked about it now.

So forget it.

Anyway, it's not like he never sat in the same sedan chair with Dongfang Aoshi.

Nothing to worry about.

The most important thing right now is to get out first.

Walk over gently.

As soon as she got into the sedan chair, Dongfang Aoshi's hand came over and hugged her directly into her arms.

Rourou was still thinking about Dongfang Aoshi combing his hair, and forgot to resist for a moment.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her indifferently, "Second Miss is really so surprised that this king can comb his hair?"

"Who said I was surprised?" Rou Rou glared at him, obviously curious in her heart, but refused to admit it.

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows with interest, but said nothing.

If he opens his mouth to mock, Wen Rou doesn't think much of it.

However, Dongfang Aoshi has an expression that everything is under control...

Looking at the tenderness in the eyes, it really became more and more angry.

Very upset!

Secretly groaning, he said softly and mockingly, "Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince's hands are quite skillful."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her, "Second Miss can speak directly if she has something to say, without beating around the bush."

The gentle expression froze.

Now that Dongfang Aoshi can see that she intends to ridicule, then she will not be polite.

He snorted tenderly and contemptuously, "Wouldn't the Ninth Prince think that a man would look sissy for such a delicate thing as combing his hair?"