Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

In the room, Dongfang Aoshi and Gentle had already kissed each other.

The distance is a bit far, and the cause and effect cannot be seen.

But judging from the intimacy of their posture, tenderness does not seem to be forced.

The guards were really worried that the king would not be able to stand the excitement after seeing such a scene.

So I went over, trying to block my sight.

Dongfang Kuang also narrowed his eyes sharply, his eyes were bloodshot.

The guard turned pale with fright, and hurriedly backed away, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wen is here, probably because of Second Miss..."

The guard was sweating coldly while reporting, and his voice became smaller and smaller, for fear of irritating Dongfang Kuangye.

Seeing the woman you love with your own eyes, being intimate with another man...

This kind of thing is unbearable for every man.

What's more, Dongfangkuang is still the current king.

"Second Miss?" Dongfang Kuang also snorted coldly, with strong resentment, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, "What can Second Miss do? Isn't she in close contact with Ninth Prince?"

"Maybe, Second Miss didn't do it voluntarily...?"

"It's not voluntary, will you take the initiative to climb on the man's lap?"

"Your Majesty, Second Miss was forcibly held onto her lap by the Ninth Prince."

"so what?"

Being forcibly held onto Dongfang Aoshi's lap, can she erase her enthusiasm for feeding Dongfang Aoshi?

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wen..."

Dongfangkuan waved impatiently.

At this moment, he didn't want to see anyone, nor was he in the mood to deal with anyone.

"Then... belongs to go to send Wen Xiang away and ask him to come back another day?"

Dongfangkuang also waved.

After getting Dongfang Kuangya's approval, the guard hurried down to spread the word.

There was dead silence all around.

The wind was strong, and the oriental madman's clothes and hair were flying backwards.

At the other end of the palace, they were still feeding each other.

They didn't realize at all that their every move had already fallen into the eyes of Dongfang Kuangye...

********************************************************************* ***********

Shen time.

After nearly two hours of tossing, Dongfang Aoshi was finally fed.

Gentle and long breathed out, waiting for Dongfang Aoshi's next words.

Just now, his mood has been stable.

Rourou guessed that Dongfang Aoshi should be satisfied with his "service" just now.

However, she wasn't too sure——

Dongfang Aoshi is capricious. He was happy one second, and his expression can be as gloomy as a dead relative the next. No one can understand his mind at all.

The maids took everything away.

The steward led the maid and stood neatly at the door, waiting for Dongfang Aoshi's orders at any time.

Looking at this posture gently, she feels that Dongfang Aoshi is about to leave the palace.

The hanging heart finally reverberated slightly.

But she waited and waited for a long time, but there was no reaction from Dongfang Aoshi.

He just sat there quietly, neither speaking nor expressing.

Dongfang Aoshi remained silent, so the steward and the maids could only wait and dared not make any further moves.

Time passed little by little.

Gentle at first, still calm.

But when the time passed and the sun slowly moved towards the west, she couldn't sit still anymore.

"Dongfang Aoshi, when will we leave..."

The tail sound dragged away.

Dongfang Aoshi waved.

The steward immediately ordered someone to carry the sedan chair over.