Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The imperial doctor broke out in a cold sweat, holding the silk thread, neither advancing nor retreating.

The room was dead silent.

Dongfang Aoshi squeezed the tender jaw fiercely, with such strength that even an adult man would be in pain, kneel down and beg for mercy, not to mention the tenderness in a high fever?

Gentle trembling all over, already speechless...

"If it hurts, just ask the king." Dongfang Aoshi's thin lips were cruel and slightly raised, and he couldn't wait to see the expression of gentle begging for mercy.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Aoshi was disappointed.

Gentleness is death in pain, and she purses her lips stubbornly, but refuses to beg for mercy.

Tenderness hurts.

The jaw seemed to be broken.

But how could it be possible to beg for mercy like Dongfang?

Compared to being tortured by Dongfang Aoshi, this little pain is nothing.

This scum wants her to beg for mercy?

There are no doors!

Gentlely raised her lips and sneered contemptuously.

This move of hers undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Dongfang Aoshi's anger erupted in an instant, and he grabbed Wen Wen's neck fiercely, his eyes devoured blood, "This king's patience is limited, you'd better not provoke me."

"Strangle me to death if you have the ability!" Gentle and provocative, thinking that no matter how scumbag and cruel Dongfang Aoshi is, he will not keep taboo on the Wen family, and he will really poison himself.

Tenderness is wrong.

Furious and arrogant in the East, he couldn't listen to anything at all, so how could he think of whom to taboo?

The hand on the neck tightened suddenly.

Ruan didn't expect that he would really strike, and was stuck in one breath, unable to breathe.

She struggled vigorously, with her hands on Dongfang Aoshi's arms, she scratched finger marks one after another, and kicked her feet fiercely...

Dongfang Aoshi was not affected at all, his palms were locked tightly.

"Let go... Dongfang Aoshi..." Rourou tried desperately to pull his hand away, her voice became intermittent and became softer, "You madman..."

"Don't you want to die? This king will help you!" Dongfang Aoshi continued to tighten her neck, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had already lost his mind.

Gently struggling, slowly weakening.

She couldn't breathe at all.

Due to the lack of oxygen, the brain began to become comatose, and the vision became blurred.

"Help..." Rourou asked the maidservant for help, her voice was so soft that even she could hardly hear her.

No one dared to save her.

The maids in the room all lowered their heads, turning a blind eye to everything in front of them.

"Save..." The gentle voice became weaker and weaker.

By the end, it was completely inaudible.

Suddenly, Wen Rou's eyes darkened, and her whole body fell limp, without any resistance anymore.

Dongfang Aoshi's whole body was shocked, and then he realized that he let go quickly.

Lying tenderly on the bed..., her face was snow-white, without any anger, it was no different from death.

For a moment, Dongfang Aoshi's mind was blank.

He didn't move at all, staring blankly at the person on the bed... with a blank expression, as if struck by lightning——

He didn't really mean to kill Wen Rou.

Just to give her a little education.

This woman is too stubborn, doesn't give him face too much, and refuses to bow her head even if she dies.

Dongfang Aoshi was so angry that he couldn't control his strength at all...

His chest tightened violently, as if he was being strangled by thousands of hemp ropes.

Dongfang Aoshi grabbed it gently and shook it vigorously, hitting it in vain.

The room was silent.

Gently lay on the bed...on the bed, without any reaction.

Dongfang Aoshi's hands trembled, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Letting go of her tenderness, she brought the imperial doctor over, "If she dies, you don't even want to live!"