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

Doesn't this man want sugar?

Gave it to him, and kept throwing it over?

are you crazy! ?

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her again with a displeased expression.

Gentle didn't care whether he was happy or not, he stuffed something hard and turned his head away.

"Second Miss, it's better not to make this king angry." Dongfang Aoshi finally spoke, but his tone was very firm.

Wen Rou thinks this man is really unreasonable!

What is "It's best not to make me angry"?

Did she do nothing right?

Turning his head, he purposely took a look at Dongfang Aoshi, and then put it aside heavily!

Dongfang Aoshi: "..."

Neither of them spoke any further.

There was silence in the sedan chair.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost breathless...

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi coughed a few times in a low voice, his voice was very dry and hoarse, and he knew it was very uncomfortable just by hearing it.

Gentle frown——

Is he so insisting on white sugar because his throat hurts?

Think carefully too.

So much chili sauce was poured on that plate... Dongfang Aoshi swallowed it all, how could he feel better.

Well, since he is worried about himself, just take care of him.

Gentle took a deep breath, "Are you okay? Would you like some water?"

"It's okay..." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was obviously hoarse and uncomfortable, but his mouth was very hard.

If you are uncomfortable, you will be uncomfortable, why insist on it?

Gentle really doesn't understand what this man is thinking.

Called someone to come in with a sandbag, and handed it to Dongfang Aoshi, "Drink some water."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her, took it, took a few sips——

When drinking, the throat is comfortable.

But as soon as the water was swallowed, his throat started burning again.

"Cough cough cough..." Dongfang Aoshi coughed again.

"Add some more sugar." Rourou opened the paper bag and fed him some.

Dongfang Aoshi frowned, feeling much better, and no longer hurt like a layer of skin being scraped off.

Rourou saw that his tongue was hot red, his thin lips were also swollen, and he was very hot.

Thinking that he ate the whole plate for himself, I suddenly felt a little guilty.

Of course it is impossible to open your mouth to care about him.

So, with a sullen face, he began to scold, "You obviously don't know how to eat spicy food, but you insist on eating so much... Are you out of your mind?"

"Dare to scold me, the second lady is quite courageous." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip mockingly, with a shallow expression, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, whether he was angry or not.

Gentle felt that he was not angry, so she bravely sarcastically said, "Am I wrong? In this world, there is no one who can't eat spicy food, so he still insists on eating it? Today I really saw what it means to be a fool." !"

"..."

"It's really unexpected that the majestic Ninth Prince would do such a stupid thing." The more he said it, the smoother he spoke, Rou Rou simply let go of his courage and rebuked him.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, just narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils constricted.

Gentle and happy, she didn't notice his expression at all.

By the time she realized it, she had already been ruthlessly pushed down by Dongfang Aoshi.

"Dong, Dongfang Aoshi...you, what are you doing?" Rourou knocked her head against the sedan chair wall, her voice stuttering.

"What's the matter? Second Miss is scared?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-smile, evil and charming, "Isn't it just that you are happy to blame me?"

"..." Gentle pushed him hard, but couldn't push him away, "Who's scared? Let go! In broad daylight, what do you want to do—oh!"