Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Management."

"Yes, my lord." The steward only had a look in Dongfang Aoshi's eyes, and immediately understood what he wanted to say, and ordered the servant girl to bring a set of clean clothes over to Wenrou, "Princess."

"No need, the sleeves are just a little wet, there is no need to change them—"

Gentleness originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Dongfang Aoshi's entire face was black and gentle, and his gaze was even more like a knife, "咻咻咻——", I wish I could kill her.

In an instant, Wen Rou changed her mind, "There are so many people here, how do we change?"

Dongfang Aoshi waved.

The steward immediately led everyone, retreated, and closed the door behind him.

Wen Wan sat beside Dongfang Aoshi's bed without moving.

Gentle glanced at her, and smiled, "Sorry, princess, I'm not used to changing clothes in front of outsiders, can you please go out?"

"Outsider?" Wen Wan immediately became angry when she heard this, "Gentle, you'd better figure out who you are, I'm the princess here."

"I didn't say you weren't."

"Now that you know, how dare you—"

"Get out." Dongfang Aoshi sternly said.

"My lord..."

"roll."

"king--"

Wen Wan still wanted to speak, but Dongfang Aoshi looked over with a stern look, didn't dare to say anything more, got up and left with tears in his eyes.

When passing by Wenrou, he deliberately bumped into Wenrou, and said harshly in a voice that only two people could hear, "Renrou, today's account, I have written it down."

He smiled gently and indifferently, completely ignoring her warning——

This woman is a paper tiger at all, she can only threaten with her mouth, but she can't do anything in reality.

Gentle is not afraid of her at all.

Dongfang Aoshi was lying on the bed, his dark eyes were full of scrutiny.

The thick bandages on his body did not affect his aura at all.

Wen Rou is not interested in seeing him playing gloomy here, so she turns around and prepares to go to the screen to change her clothes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wen Wan standing by the window, poking his head.

In Wenrou's heart, a sudden urge to revenge came up.

After a pause, he turned around and came back, sitting by Dongfang Aoshi's bedside.

Through the screen, Dongfang Aoshi saw Wen Wan standing by the window, so he knew it.

Thick eyebrows raised slightly, quite curious about what Wen Rou will do next.

To be honest, Wenrou doesn't want to be close to Dongfang Aoshi at all.

But Wen Wan's attitude is really too arrogant, if she doesn't frustrate her spirit, Wen Wan's heart will always be blocked, unable to swallow this breath.

Glancing towards the window, Gentle stuffed the clothes into Dongfang Aoshi's hands.

"Second Miss, this is...?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows in surprise, he never expected that Rourou actually gave him the clothes.

You actually have to help yourself change your clothes——

Is this woman mad?

"Won't the prince be so weak that he can't even move his hands?" Rourou said deliberately mockingly.

"What does Second Miss think?" Dongfang Aoshi hooked his lips evilly, sat up instantly, and leaned against Gentle's ear, "Besides hands, does Second Miss need me to move anything else?"

Dirty!

Rourou cursed in her heart, but on the surface, she was shy on purpose, "Jiu Ye, you are so bad, you are all injured, and you still think about these things..."

Wen Wen's volume was deliberately raised, becoming ambiguous, and the Wen Wan who was peeping was so angry that she was about to hit the wall.

If the steward and the maids hadn't pulled her along, Wen Wan would have rushed in long ago.

Dongfang Aoshi stared straight at Wen Rou, and there was a faint glint in his bright pupils. "Stay in charge."

"Yes, my lord." The steward only had a look in Dongfang Aoshi's eyes, and immediately understood what he wanted to say, and ordered the servant girl to bring a set of clean clothes over to Wenrou, "Princess."

"No need, the sleeves are just a little wet, there is no need to change them—"

Gentleness originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Dongfang Aoshi's entire face was black and gentle, and his gaze was even more like a knife, "咻咻咻——", I wish I could kill her.

In an instant, Wen Rou changed her mind, "There are so many people here, how do we change?"

Dongfang Aoshi waved.

The steward immediately led everyone, retreated, and closed the door behind him.

Wen Wan sat beside Dongfang Aoshi's bed without moving.

Gentle glanced at her, and smiled, "Sorry, princess, I'm not used to changing clothes in front of outsiders, can you please go out?"

"Outsider?" Wen Wan immediately became angry when she heard this, "Gentle, you'd better figure out who you are, I'm the princess here."

"I didn't say you weren't."

"Now that you know, how dare you—"

"Get out." Dongfang Aoshi sternly said.

"My lord..."

"roll."

"king--"

Wen Wan still wanted to speak, but Dongfang Aoshi looked over with a stern look, didn't dare to say anything more, got up and left with tears in his eyes.

When passing by Wenrou, he deliberately bumped into Wenrou, and said harshly in a voice that only two people could hear, "Renrou, today's account, I have written it down."

He smiled gently and indifferently, completely ignoring her warning——

This woman is a paper tiger at all, she can only threaten with her mouth, but she can't do anything in reality.

Gentle is not afraid of her at all.

Dongfang Aoshi was lying on the bed, his dark eyes were full of scrutiny.

The thick bandages on his body did not affect his aura at all.

Wen Rou is not interested in seeing him playing gloomy here, so she turns around and prepares to go to the screen to change her clothes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wen Wan standing by the window, poking his head.

In Wenrou's heart, a sudden urge to revenge came up.

After a pause, he turned around and came back, sitting by Dongfang Aoshi's bedside.

Through the screen, Dongfang Aoshi saw Wen Wan standing by the window, so he knew it.

Thick eyebrows raised slightly, quite curious about what Wen Rou will do next.

To be honest, Wenrou doesn't want to be close to Dongfang Aoshi at all.

But Wen Wan's attitude is really too arrogant, if she doesn't frustrate her spirit, Wen Wan's heart will always be blocked, unable to swallow this breath.

Glancing towards the window, Gentle stuffed the clothes into Dongfang Aoshi's hands.

"Second Miss, this is...?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows in surprise, he never expected that Rourou actually gave him the clothes.

You actually have to help yourself change your clothes——

Is this woman mad?

"Won't the prince be so weak that he can't even move his hands?" Rourou said deliberately mockingly.

"What does Second Miss think?" Dongfang Aoshi hooked his lips evilly, sat up instantly, and leaned against Gentle's ear, "Besides hands, does Second Miss need me to move anything else?"

Dirty!

Rourou cursed in her heart, but on the surface, she was shy on purpose, "Jiu Ye, you are so bad, you are all injured, and you still think about these things..."

Wen Wen's volume was deliberately raised, becoming ambiguous, and the Wen Wan who was peeping was so angry that she was about to hit the wall.

If the steward and the maids hadn't pulled her along, Wen Wan would have rushed in long ago.

Dongfang Aoshi stared straight at Wen Rou, and there was a faint glint in his bright pupils.