Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

In the next second, he realized that he had ruined the atmosphere again, so he quickly changed his words, "Uh... Ninth Prince's hands are relatively precious, so naturally they can't be used for such low-level things as making tea. Manager, teach me how to make tea gone."

"Princess, my subordinates don't know how to make tea." The steward said.

will not?

Wouldn't it be that she's going back to the set and talking so vigorously?

Tenderness is confused.

"If the princess wants to learn, she can ask the prince for advice."

Ask Dongfang Aoshi?

Then she would rather not learn!

That demon Dongfang Aoshi usually speaks like someone owes him tens of millions of taels, is he willing to teach himself how to make tea?

Do not make jokes!

The corners of Rourou's eyes twitched slightly, and she was about to put the cup back...

Suddenly, the wrist was clasped.

Dongfang's proud and handsome face came closer.

Gentle paused for a moment, dodging reflexively.

Dongfang Aoshi took a quicker step, clasped her waist, and gently hugged her to his lap.

Struggled gently and was held down.

Dongfang Aoshi's face came closer and leaned against her shoulder, his breath blowing.

Gentle's whole body is stiff, like a rock.

She didn't understand, what did Dongfang Aoshi want to do?

Could it be...he wants to teach himself how to make tea?

Gentle and stiff, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Dongfang Aoshi.

She didn't dare to look more, for fear of being discovered by Dongfang Aoshi——

Dongfang Aoshi's face is very handsome, and the faint hazy feeling under the light and shadow is extremely attractive.

Gentle believes that Dongfang Aoshi going out must be the goal of many women.

Even Wen Rou had to admit that he looked very good.

It's a pity that her personality is extremely bad, and her character is also extremely bad...

Holding a gentle hand, Dongfang Aoshi carefully demonstrated the whole process of making tea.

"Understood?"

"What?" Wenrou came back to her senses, with a dazed expression.

Just now, she was so busy studying Dongfang Aoshi's appearance and character, she didn't pay attention at all to what he did and said just now.

"Are you wandering? Do you take this king's words as wind?" Dongfang Aoshi's face darkened.

"No." Wen Rou quickly denied.

"Demonstrate it once for this king."

demo?

Demonstrate what?

Tenderness became more and more at a loss.

It was only after the manager winked and reminded her that Rourou finally realized that Dongfang Aoshi wanted to demonstrate the process of making tea just now.

Gentle thunder.

Just now, she didn't pay attention to what actions Dongfang Aoshi made.

But it doesn't work without a demonstration.

Therefore, Rourou could only try to recall, combined with the memory of seeing someone else make tea before, bit the bullet and made it casually——

After washing a cup, grab a handful of tea leaves and throw them into the cup, flush the water, don’t pour it out the first time, keep the second time...

It took less than 30 seconds for Gentle to finish everything.

"It should be like this, right?"

Dongfang Aoshi remained silent and did not speak.

The steward's expression was nothing but astonishment.

I want to remind, but I am afraid that Dongfang Aoshi will be dissatisfied.

In fact, there is no need to remind me.

Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's expression softly, she knew that all her steps were wrong...

Silent, knowing what to say.

It became quiet in an instant, and even the sound of air flow seemed to be heard.

In the air, there is oppression and solemnity.

Just when Wen Rou thought that the whole world was about to freeze, a servant hurried over, holding a rectangular brocade box in his hand.

"My lord."

"what's up?"