Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Wenrou was top-heavy, staggered when she walked, knocked down several chairs, grinned in pain, sweated all over her body, and her clothes were wet.

He gritted his teeth gently and endured.

Step by step, slowly move towards the door.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't stop him, just leaned on him coldly.

He wanted to see where gentleness could go when he was so weak.

Rourou knew that Dongfang Aoshi was looking at her——

The sight behind her was almost burning through her back.

Wen Rou ignored it and walked straight to the door.

After bumping several times in a row, he finally came to the door.

But the door was bolted from the outside, and it was impossible to open it.

"Wait for me to take a bath." Dongfang's arrogant voice sounded, "I don't want to repeat the same thing for the third time."

Wenrou didn't bother to talk to her, and tried hard to pull the door, hoping to escape.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the door would not budge.

Rourou was very angry, "Bang bang bang—" beat hard and shouted.

There were obviously people outside, but the shadow of the maid was reflected on the door.

But no one cares about tenderness.

No matter how much she thumped and howled, no one paid any attention——

All the strength in my body was exhausted.

Rourou could only slam her head against the door, "Dong dong dong—" cursing while bumping, shouting and ordering the maid to open the door.

No one cares about tenderness.

Even if her head was bleeding and her forehead was red and swollen, the maids were indifferent, just like statues, standing outside the door and listening indifferently.

Rou Rou looked at the motionless shadow reflected on the door, and felt a little hopeless in her heart.

She felt that she might be locked in this room and become the prison of Dongfang Aoshi, unable to get out for the rest of her life.

If this is the case, she might as well die!

pessimistic.

Suddenly the neck tightened.

Before Rou Rou could react, she was picked up by the neck.

Rourou didn't catch her breath, and almost died on the spot.

His face turned red, and he stretched out his hand desperately, trying to pull Dongfang Aoshi's hand away.

To Dongfang Aoshi, it was useless for her to expend her fists and legs.

Strangling tenderly by the neck, he went to the tub, "Plop—" and threw her directly into the tub.

Ruan didn't expect him to make such a sudden action at all, choked a big mouthful of water into it, lay down next to the bathtub, coughed vigorously, and spit out water.

The skin on the knee was scalded in hot water, as if the knee had been peeled and put on fire.

Gentle struggled to get out.

Struggled several times without success.

In the end, he could only lie on the bucket list, his face pale and trembling.

pain.

Really hurts.

Wenrou doesn't know how to describe that feeling, thousands of words, but only one word, that is——

pain!

The culprit, however, watched with cold eyes, indifferent.

He even asked cruelly and mercilessly, "Have you pretended enough? Get up when you pretended enough. This king doesn't have the patience to accompany you."

"..."

Wenrou has never seen such a scumbag man like Dongfang Aoshi!

She wished she had a knife in her hand and stabbed this man to death on the spot!

Ke Ren was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

I can only suppress the anger in my chest first, "Dongfang Aoshi, what are you doing, why are you willing to let me go?"

"Bath."

"...Are you going to let me go back after waiting?"

"It depends on my mood." Dongfang Aoshi said coldly.

Bite your lips gently.

This scumbag!

It's clear that I'm cheating myself!

What do you mean by mood.