Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Wen Rou took a look and knew that Dongfang Aoshi was finally about to leave, so he let out a long breath.

However, as long as she is still in the palace for a moment, her gentle heart will not be able to return to the original place for a moment, and she is still hanging.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her indifferently, got up and walked out.

Wen Rou hurriedly followed without leaving the ground.

When he left, he looked around in panic.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her lightly.

The steward opened the car curtain.

Wenrou didn't hesitate for a second, and quickly got in.

The action was so fast that both Dongfang Aoshi and the steward couldn't help being stunned.

"Prince? Concubine, she..." The steward took a gentle look at the thief-like expression hiding in the sedan chair, "Are you all right...?"

Why did I go to the Taimiao and come back, and the whole person is like a frightened bird?

What happened in the temple?

The steward was puzzled.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't respond, he opened the car curtain and sat in, obviously not wanting to mention it.

The steward didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly put down the car curtain.

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The sedan chair moved steadily towards the gate of the palace, getting closer little by little.

Along the way, Wen Rou lifted the car curtain and looked outside.

On the one hand, he was afraid that Dongfang Aoshi would play tricks on him again, so he had people carry sedan chairs around the palace.

On the other hand, he was paying attention to the sky, fearing that it would be dark before the sedan chair left the palace.

By the time……

As long as Wen Rou thinks of the ghosts of the former princess and the child, she can't help but shudder again.

A strong chill continuously rushed up from the feet and spread to the limbs.

Shake your head gently and vigorously.

Will not.

It's only now, which is just after three o'clock in the afternoon. No matter how big the palace is, it's impossible to leave the palace until the sun goes down.

Calm down.

Things haven't reached that point yet, don't worry so much.

Gentle and deep breathing several times, finally suppressed his emotions.

Counting the minutes and seconds.

Half an hour later, the majestic palace gate finally appeared in sight.

Rou Rou visually inspected it, and it was about 500 meters away before leaving the palace.

This time, she really breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, an arm stretched out and grabbed her shoulder.

Ruan didn't understand what was going on, she just felt her whole body shake and fell into Dongfang Aoshi's arms.

"What are you doing? There's no reason, you're sick——" Gentle struggled.

When he met Dongfang Aoshi's dark eyes and the words that came to his lips, he swallowed them all in an instant.

Forget it.

The most important thing now is to leave the palace and endure this beast for a while.

Gentleness no longer struggles.

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, hugged him directly on his lap, and sat facing each other.

Rourou wondered why Dongfang Aoshi always hugged her in such an awkward position...

He backed away awkwardly, not daring to get too close to him, lest he miss the shot again.

Dongfang Aoshi frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with her evasive action.

The big palm clasped her waist, exerting strength.

Rou Rou fell over, her body tightly entangled.

Dongfang Aoshi's strength was a bit strong, and his gentleness was almost as if he had been grabbed and bumped into him. His chest shook violently, and it hurt.

Brows furrowed together...