Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

And told Gentle, before the wound is healed, it is best not to break the blistered skin, otherwise it is easy to get infected.

Wen Wan pretended to walk back and forth next to her ear, "I'm sorry, sister, I really didn't mean it, it's because the weather is really too cold."

As she said that, she took up the gentle hand with great pity, and blew it like a baby.

Gentle and disgusting, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of acupuncture needles in the doctor's medicine box.

With a slight smile, he took one out and studied it.

"Why? My sister is interested in studying medicine—ah! Gentle, what are you doing?"

The needle was inserted into Wen Wan's hand, penetrating three points!

Wen Rou smiled lightly, and returned her with Wen Wan's words just now, "Oh, I'm really sorry, the weather is too cold and your hands are stiff, are you okay? Did you hurt anywhere? Is it serious?"

Saying that, Rou Rou hastily pulled the needle out.

The movement was so fast that even the doctor had no time to stop it.

Blood gushed out of the back of Wen Wan's hand in an instant.

"Oh, why is there bleeding? There is obviously no wound! Doctor, please help me take a look, I am afraid that after a long time, the princess will lose too much blood and die."

The doctor quickly took care of Wen Wan, checked the wound, and applied medicine, "It's nothing serious, just take some medicine and it will be fine."

"How can there be no serious problems? This princess is bleeding!" Wen Wan was already very annoyed and gentle, but now that she has the opportunity, how could she not take advantage of it to play.

With a flash of figure, he lay down directly on Dongfang Aoshi's chest.

"My lord, look! Rourou actually did something to my sister, you must punish her properly!"

Rourou sneered in her heart: she did it first, okay?If Wen Wan hadn't provoked her first, I wouldn't even bother to look at her.

Burning myself like this, pouring a bowl of soup on her, is still light!

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the two of them indifferently, said nothing, and had no intention of helping anyone at all.

"My lord—" Wen Wan refused to follow her, and twisted and twisted on Dongfang Aoshi's body, seeming to be acting like a baby, but in fact she was seducing... seduce.

Looking at it gently, I really want to vomit——

There are so many people, they will not be embarrassed!

Dongfang Aoshi didn't respond at all.

The gentle movements became more and more extreme, and even took off his coat, and directly rubbed against Dongfang Aoshi's chest.

That action is no different from shooting an A movie.

Gentle and cheeky, I can't stand it anymore, I turn around and leave...

As soon as he took a step, a magical voice sounded behind him——

"My king allows you to go?"

Gentleness didn't stop, but quickened her pace.

"Come here, send a sedan chair to Wen's mansion, ask Prime Minister Wen to come over, and say that the king has something to discuss with him. After Wen Ziye comes, all the men and women in Wen's mansion will be thrown into prison."

"Dong, Fang, Ao, Shi! What do you mean?" You bastard!

Is it amazing to have a dead wife and child?

After the death of a wife and child, can the lives of other people's families be treated as a trifling matter, played between applause?

Rourou turned around suddenly, wishing to kick the man on the soft couch to death.

Dongfang Aoshi's dark eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze fell on the plate on the table.

Gritting her teeth gently, she came back with heavy steps.

"Wangfei, please let me go, please? I can't feed the prince with you like this." He said with a gentle smile.

Dongfang Aoshi blocked her, so she took her anger out on Wen Wan.

Wen Wan was so angry that she trembled all over, stood up fiercely, put on her clothes and left.