Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

With a pale face, Wen Wen wanted to get up in a panic.

Dongfang Aoshi held her shoulder and pressed it down.

Take a deep breath and get up again.

Dongfang Aoshi pushed him back again.

Start again.

Press again.

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The two kept going back and forth like this, repeating the same movements.

The corners of Dongfang Aoshi's mouth were slightly curved, with a sneer in his mouth, with a playful expression like a full-grown cat.

This bastard scum!

He was simply playing her like an idiot!

I really wish I had a knife to stab this pervert to death!

Unfortunately, there are no knives here.

There is only one pervert.

Panting gently and slightly, the anger in his stomach could not be vented, he could only stare at Dongfang Aoshi fiercely, his eyes spewing fire.

"Don't worry, this king will satisfy you soon." Dongfang Aoshi closed his eyes and lowered the curtain.

"Don't come here! Dongfang Aoshi, if you dare to touch me again, I will kill you!" Rourou gritted her teeth, moved desperately, and hid in a corner.

"What an inviolable...warning." Dongfang Aoshi chuckled lightly, not being a sycophant.

Perfect silhouette, sculpted facial features, domineering aura... This supercilious, romantic and elegant appearance will definitely drive many women crazy.

It's a pity that what Gentle sees is not these.

What she saw was how this man was shameless and obscene, forcing his wife's sister!

The gentle and contemptuous gaze angered Dongfang Aoshi.

He bent down suddenly and rushed forward.

Rourou only felt that her eyes went dark, and before she had time to react, she was already trapped.

In front of him was Dongfang Aoshi's hard chest.

Behind it is a quilt that is so soft that you cannot get up if you sink into it.

There is nowhere to escape tenderness.

Dongfang Aoshi was bullying above, and was very close to Wenrou, breathing hot breath, "Didn't anyone tell you not to irritate men at will?"

"Go away!"

Dongfang Aoshi smiled slightly, and his long fingers walked on the gentle and delicate collarbone...

Gentle and humiliated, he yelled, "Scum! Take your dirty hands away!"

"Dirty? This king just took a bath, how can he be dirty?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled, his long eyes slightly curved.

"Go away! Go away!" Rourou yelled, moving her body, trying to escape.

The whole body was suppressed, how could it be possible to escape?

It's okay if you can't escape.

She squirmed around like this, which completely aroused Dongfang's desire to be proud of the world.

This beast!

It's really possible to have...at any time!

Gentle's face flushed red, burning hot.

"Shy?" Dongfang Aoshi bit her earlobe with an interesting expression.

"Go away!" Unable to move her hands, Wen Rou kicked her with her feet.

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, and pressed back hard.

Gently switch to the other foot and kick again.

Dongfang Aoshi switched hands and pressed.

Change gently.

Dongfang Aoshi followed suit.

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The two saw each other like this, and neither of them wanted to stop first.

In terms of physical strength, Gentle is no match for Dongfang Aoshi at all.

After a while, she was panting and sweating from exhaustion.

But Dongfang is proud of the world, but still looks energetic and lazy.

When you look at it tenderly, your chest is on fire!

Damn!

What did she do wrong to be humiliated and abused by this scum?

"Go away! Go away! You pervert—" yelled tenderly and humiliatedly, kicking and shouting, ignoring everything, just wanting to get out of Dongfang Aoshi's control as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done...