Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The red iron pierced through Dongfang Aoshi's clothes and burned on his chest, white smoke rose.

Rou Rou's eyes widened, and she looked at Dongfang Aoshi who didn't even frown in disbelief.

He actually walked over by himself and tested the temperature of the soldering iron with his body——

This man is really a lunatic!

"Bang-"

With a shake of the whole body, the soldering iron slipped off, rolled a few times on the ground, and went to the corner.

Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank coldly, and continued to walk towards Wenrou with steady steps.

As soon as I saw it, I was about to walk in front of me...

Wen Rou suddenly came back to her senses, grabbed another iron in a panic, staggered back, and stuck her whole body against Huangfu Hao's leg.

"Dongfang Aoshi, don't come here again, or...or..." Wen Rou stammered so much that she couldn't even finish her sentence.

"What if this king comes over?" While speaking, Dongfang Aoshi had already come in front of Wenrou, with a calm expression, and his pupils were as deep as two black holes, capable of swallowing everything.

Gentleness kept trembling, and even the chrome iron could hardly hold it.

She took a deep breath and used both hands.

The blood kept dripping down, making the sound of "嗞嗞嗞".

In the air, a strange smell spread.

"What? Aren't you going to be rude to this king?" Dongfang Aoshi looked at Wenrou coldly, completely ignoring the soldering iron in her hand.

"..."

"Don't you dare? Or are you afraid?" Dongfang Aoshi suddenly grabbed the middle part of the soldering iron.

Rou Rou's whole body jerked, as if he heard the sound of flesh being scalded.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't change his face, he held the soldering iron and pointed it at his carotid artery, "Here."

"What?" The gentle voice trembled so much that he didn't even recognize himself.

"You have to be rude to this king, this position is fatal." Dongfang proudly raised his lips with a creepy smile.

To ask someone else to kill him...

abnormal!

This man is absolutely perverted!

Wen Rou blushed, struggled, and wanted to pull her hand back.

Dongfang Aoshi's hands were tightly bound like iron tongs, unable to move at all.

"Why did you retreat? Are you really scared?"

"Let go..." Wen Rou trembled violently, her palms were covered with cold sweat, and she slid down the soldering iron, melting with the scarlet blood.

"Aren't you going to be rude to this king?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled, but the temperature around him dropped rapidly...

"Bang-"

With a shake of the hand, the soldering iron fell off again——

In the face of Dongfang Aoshi's gnawing aura, Wenrou's psychological endurance was not strong enough after all, and she lost.

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, and wanted to hug her by the waist.

Gentle backed away in panic, hugged the stake, and refused to leave to the death.

Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank coldly.

Tian Jin immediately understood what he meant, and asked his servants to put Huangfu Hao down and carry him out.

"Where are you taking him?" Rourou's whole body shook, and she got up to chase him out.

Blocked by Tian Jin——

"Second miss, the prince has already spared that servant, so don't add fuel to the flames. If you really anger the prince, he will really lose his life."

Dongfang Aoshi meant to spare Huangfu Hao?

Gently stopped, and looked at Dongfang Aoshi in panic.

His face was calm, his black eyes flickered, and he couldn't see his true emotions.

Around the body, a terrible breath lingers...

He held his breath gently, not even daring to breathe out.

The atmosphere is depressing...

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes dangerously, walked over, hugged Wen Rou, and left the dungeon.