Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"The Ninth Prince doesn't need to be modest." Huangfu Hao and Dongfang Aoshi were polite, their eyes swept over the gentleness in his arms intentionally or unintentionally, and changed the subject calmly, "What does the Ninth Prince think about Wenrou's disappearance? Is Wenrou leaving home by herself?" , or was he held hostage by bandits? Uncle almost turned the whole city upside down, but Wen Rou’s whereabouts still can’t be found.”

Dongfang Aoshi smiled slightly, instead of answering Huangfu Hao's question, he asked instead, "The whole city has been turned upside down, and Wenrou's whereabouts have not been found..."

Dongfang Aoshi paused for a moment before continuing, "So, you all ran to the king to ask for the imperial decree, angrily led a large group of people, and killed the important person in the palace?"

His voice was very light, without any emotion.

Even, there is a bit of a joking tone.

But there was an air of questioning.

Huangfu Hao smiled slightly, and looked at Wen Rou for a second, "Please forgive me, my uncle and I really have no choice but to find Wen Rou, so we made such a bad plan."

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips coldly and did not speak.

His face was very dark, as if he had splashed ink.

Obviously, Dongfang Aoshi was very, very unhappy about Wen Ziye leading a large group of people to the door.

Dongfang Aoshi doesn't speak, and Huangfu Hao won't make fun of himself by putting a hot face on a cold butt.

The two men stood on each side, silent.

Seeing the situation, Wen Wan didn't make a sound.

It is even more impossible for Gentle to be so stupid as to jump out and speak, and draw the focus to herself.

So, it was silent.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very depressing, embarrassing, and full of gunpowder.

With gentleness and a smile, his face almost froze.

I want to open my mouth to resolve it, but I have no position to speak, and I dare not speak.

Afraid of leaking flaws.

At this moment, Wen Ziye returned with a large group of guards.

His face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

Seeing Wen Ziye enter the door, everyone except Dongfang Aoshi stood up at the same time and stepped forward.

Tenderness is also a conditioned reflex.

Dongfang Aoshi tightened his gentle waist, exerting his strength slightly.

Gentle was caught off guard, and fell back into his arms.

The back of the neck suddenly felt hot, and there was a wet itching.

Wen Rou's whole body shook, she turned around, her eyes spewed fire, "Dongfang Aoshi, are you sick?"

The gentle voice was so low that only two people could hear it.

The bastard!

With so many people around, he actually touched and kissed himself!

Rourou was about to yell, but thinking of the current situation, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

fortunately.

She didn't go there, otherwise she wouldn't be able to speak clearly with ten mouths.

"Afraid of being seen?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-smile, took her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, with a very light attitude.

"Let go..." Gentle struggled, not caring about Dongfang's arrogant attitude.

What she cares about is whether Huangfu Hao will see it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Huangfu Hao.

He was talking with Wen Ziye and didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

Gentle sighed secretly.

Dongfang Aoshi's face turned cold, "The firework woman is so serious, isn't she afraid of being spotted?"

He gently ignored it, pulled his hand back, and wiped it vigorously on the clothes.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't say a word, just smiled, and glanced away in Huangfu Hao's direction.

There was a "click" in Wen Rou's chest, and her limbs instantly became cold.

Damn!

She actually forgot that Huangfu Hao was also there!

He quickly snuggled into Dongfang Aoshi's arms and put his arms around his neck, "My lord, I'm tired and want to go back to my room to rest, can you accompany me?"