Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The deep pupils are endlessly black...

Is Dongfang Aoshi planning to use such an attitude to fight against himself to the end?

The bloody bastard!

He must have seen that he was afraid of the palace and eager to leave!

That's why I made things so difficult on purpose!

Count him hard!

Gentle took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and sat down to pick up the dishes.

Just as he was about to fill the soup, his body suddenly lightened, and Dongfang Aoshi hugged him onto his lap.

"Second Miss surrendered?" Dongfang Aoshi leaned over, leaned into her ear, and blew ambiguously.

Genuine turned her lower body to avoid it, "The soup is almost cold, eat it quickly."

As he spoke, he took a spoonful and brought it to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, nor did he open his mouth to drink, but stared straight at Rourou.

It's not enough to just look at him, he also raised his gentle jaw, forcing her to look at him——

It seems that Wen Rou's face is very calm, as if nothing happened.

Dongfang Aoshi keenly saw that there was a clear fear in the depths of her clear pupils.

"Second Miss is afraid?" Dongfang Aoshi asked.

Without waiting for a gentle answer, he said again, "Why are you afraid? Did you do something wrong?"

Rourou knows what Dongfang Aoshi's so-called heartbreaker refers to——

It was the matter of killing the former princess and the child.

If it was normal, Gentle would definitely refute.

But now, for Wen Rou, not a second of time can be wasted.

Wen Rou doesn't have the time, nor the thought, to quarrel with Dongfang Aoshi.

She has to buy time.

Try to leave the palace before dark.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her eyes that couldn't hide her emotions at all, and raised her thin lips slightly, "Why don't you speak? Do you want me to kiss you?"

"I just……"

It was Wen Rou who opened his mouth, and before he could finish speaking, Dongfang Aoshi leaned over and kissed her.

At the same time, he took the bowls and chopsticks in Wenrou's hands and put them on the table.

It was completely unexpected that Dongfang Aoshi would make such a sudden move, Wen Wen was stunned.

For a long time, I couldn't come back to my senses.

He just stood there stupidly, his lips parted slightly.

Dongfang Aoshi's tongue followed the trend, deeply entangled with her.

At the same time, his hands were not idle.

Peeking in from the skirt...

The movement was very gentle, completely different from any previous one.

Tenderness is completely dumbfounded.

By the time she came back to her senses, the tofu had already been eaten up.

"What are you doing?!" Rourou suddenly came back to his senses, firmly pressed Dongfang Aoshi's mischievous hand, and pulled it out with all his strength.

"Hungry." Dongfang Aoshi said slowly.

"I've served you soup!"

"Soup?" Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the cold soup with disgust, "I don't eat cold things."

"..."

Wen Rou asked the steward to come in and warm up the dishes on the table.

"Can you eat it now?" Ruan Rou filled up a new one and sent it to Dongfang Aoshi.

The curling heat is blowing, and the fragrance is overflowing, making people unable to resist the movement of their index fingers.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't respond at all, just sat there expressionless.

The time was getting late, Wen Rou had no time to spend with him, and urged, "Dongfang Aoshi, you can eat now."

"No time." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was cold.

"..."

His hands were obviously idle, but he was so embarrassed to say that he was not free when he touched her body!

Rourou really wanted to, and directly slammed a bowl of soup on his face.