Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Wen Rou had no choice but to shrink back and close her eyes.

At this moment, Dongfang Aoshi's faint voice sounded.

"Peel the shrimp."

Wen Rou was taken aback: It's this time, and he ordered himself to peel the shrimp?

He wasn't worried, the bowl in Wen Wan's hand could be smashed every second?

Although the bowl is made of porcelain, it is not light in weight.

Flying head-on, if one is not smashed properly or hits the wrong place, it will kill someone!

However, the expected pain did not strike.

After Dongfang Aoshi opened his mouth, Wen Wan withered, not daring to make mistakes.

Gentle and long breathed out, it was regarded as having escaped a catastrophe.

Dongfang Aoshi's face was gloomy, "Deaf? Didn't you hear my king's words?"

Watching her being smashed, without saying a word, ordering people is quite easy!

Rourou was full of complaints, but she still went forward to serve Dongfang Aoshi.

Wen Wan took a deep breath in her chest, and stared fiercely, her eyeballs almost popping out.

Wen Rou was originally unwilling, but when she saw Wen Wan's face, she suddenly softened her expression, and sat down beside Dongfang Aoshi, "Does the Ninth Prince want sauce? Dip some sauce, it will be more delicious."

Did this woman take the wrong medicine?Suddenly flattering yourself again?

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes and nodded.

Gently peeled a small plate of shrimp, dipped it in the sauce, and brought it to Dongfang Aoshi, "Ninth Prince, try it."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't even move his eyelids.

Seeing this, Wen Wan immediately picked up the chopsticks.

Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks came out, and she snatched the shrimp away first, "My lord, let me feed you."

He gave Wen Wan a gentle and provocative look, and brought over a whole plate of shrimp.

Wen Wan's eyes were bloodshot, she wished she could swallow her tenderness alive!

Due to the presence of Dongfang Aoshi, he could only endure it, and put down his chopsticks resentfully.

His eyes stared at Gentle with incomparable viciousness.

Gentleness does not matter.

Anyway, the quarrel between her and Wen Wan is already a public matter in the entire palace, and there is no need to make excuses.

Gentle and nonchalantly feeding Dongfang Aoshi, his movements became more and more contrived.

The more Wen Wan looked, the more angry she became, she couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the table heavily!

"boom--"

The loud noise made the scene stand still for ten seconds.

In the next second, Rourou bounced up——

Wen Wan actually splashed her with hot soup!

Damn!

The back of the hand is blistered!

The maid brought cold towels.

Apply gently and quickly.

Seeing her flustered look, Wen Wan pretended to have her eyes wide open, sorry, "I'm sorry, it's too cold, my hands are stiff, are you okay? Is there any injury? Is it serious? Come on, call the doctor quickly come over."

"It's okay." Rourou returned a smirk, and took a look at Dongfang Aoshi.

He was sullen, expressionless, and turned a blind eye to everything in front of him.

Wenrou suddenly felt that her behavior was a bit ridiculous.

How could she subconsciously look at Dongfang Aoshi?

Could it be... What kind of response or protection does she want from Dongfang Aoshi?

Leaving aside the fact that Wen Wan is the current princess of Dongfang Aoshi, it is impossible for Dongfang Aoshi to speak for herself just because she is the murderer who killed Dongfang Aoshi's wife and children.

It's good that he didn't hit the rocks.

Gentle snorted coldly in my heart.

The doctor hurried over with the medicine box in his arms.

Looking at Wen Rou, the entire back of the hand was red, and there was a small area of ​​blisters, which was seriously injured.

The doctor applied medicine and bandaged Rou Rou.