Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Buried deeply in Gentle's chest, she just refused to raise her head.

Rourou suddenly remembered how Dongfang Aoshi shy and resisted when he took medicine last time when he had a fever.

Should it be—

Is this man afraid of taking medicine?

Such a vicious and violent person, who doesn't even frown when being scalded by a branding iron, is actually afraid of taking medicine?

Tenderness is amazing.

In my heart, a bad intention suddenly rose.

"Take care." Wen Rou suddenly called out.

"What is the princess' order?" The steward stood on the other side of the screen and didn't come in——

Rourou's play just now was so realistic.

The people outside were all blushing, extremely embarrassed.

Coupled with the gentle wet clothes, they took off at the corner of the screen.

The steward naturally thought that since they had just finished their work, they must be completely naked at the moment.

In this case, how could the steward get in?

"Where's the medicine? Doesn't the imperial doctor prepare medicine?" Rourou asked.

She couldn't see the manager's expression, so she naturally didn't know the manager's expression and thoughts at the moment.

"Yes, does the lord want to drink medicine now?" The steward paused, and added, "Do you want to eat something first?"

Rourou doesn't know if taking medicine in ancient times has a distinction between before and after meals, but Dongfang Aoshi hasn't eaten for so long, so taking medicine is definitely not good.

So he nodded, "Prepare some porridge that is easy to digest."

"The subordinates will prepare immediately."

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In less than a quarter of an hour, the steward prepared porridge and medicine and delivered them to the room.

During this period, Dongfang Aoshi kept silent, just stuck to Wenrou's body like this.

No matter what Wen Rou said, no matter how she pushed, there was no movement at all.

In the end, Gentle was also tired, so she went with Dongfang Aoshi.

Anyway, he just stuck to himself like a koala, and didn't do anything else.

Dongfang Aoshi doesn't force, just relies on her words, gentleness is still acceptable.

The steward led the maid, brought in a small table, put down the medicine and porridge, and went to close the windows.

"Princess, please let the prince drink the medicine while it's hot. It's useless when it's cold." The steward lowered his head and kept his eyes fixed, afraid that if he looked up, he might see something he shouldn't see.

Nodding gently, "I see."

"Then... the subordinates will leave first, it's getting late, the prince and princess should go to bed earlier."

With that said, he led all the maids and retreated.

The door slammed shut.

The room fell silent again.

Rourou looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, then pushed the man on her again, "Dongfang Aoshi, everything is ready, get up quickly."

"..."

"The East is proud of the world."

"..."

"I'm very tired. I don't have the energy to stay up late with you. Get up quickly and go to bed after eating porridge and medicine."

"This king doesn't take medicine." Dongfang Aoshi raised his head, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he was very repulsed by the smell of medicine, "You drink that bowl of medicine for this king."

"..." Is there anyone who can take medicine for you when you are sick?Rourou really wanted to put the medicine on him.

I didn't want to make trouble again, so I endured it.

"I'm not injured, what medicine do I take?" Gentle reached out, brought the bowl of black medicine, and handed it to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth, "Drink the medicine."

"..."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't move at all, his face wrinkled as if he had swallowed ten lemons raw.Buried deeply in Gentle's chest, she just refused to raise her head.

Rourou suddenly remembered how Dongfang Aoshi shy and resisted when he took medicine last time when he had a fever.

Should it be—

Is this man afraid of taking medicine?

Such a vicious and violent person, who doesn't even frown when being scalded by a branding iron, is actually afraid of taking medicine?

Tenderness is amazing.

In my heart, a bad intention suddenly rose.

"Take care." Wen Rou suddenly called out.

"What is the princess' order?" The steward stood on the other side of the screen and didn't come in——

Rourou's play just now was so realistic.

The people outside were all blushing, extremely embarrassed.

Coupled with the gentle wet clothes, they took off at the corner of the screen.

The steward naturally thought that since they had just finished their work, they must be completely naked at the moment.

In this case, how could the steward get in?

"Where's the medicine? Doesn't the imperial doctor prepare medicine?" Rourou asked.

She couldn't see the manager's expression, so she naturally didn't know the manager's expression and thoughts at the moment.

"Yes, does the lord want to drink medicine now?" The steward paused, and added, "Do you want to eat something first?"

Rourou doesn't know if taking medicine in ancient times has a distinction between before and after meals, but Dongfang Aoshi hasn't eaten for so long, so taking medicine is definitely not good.

So he nodded, "Prepare some porridge that is easy to digest."

"The subordinates will prepare immediately."

*********************Special dividing line for Dongfang Aoshi************************ ***********

In less than a quarter of an hour, the steward prepared porridge and medicine and delivered them to the room.

During this period, Dongfang Aoshi kept silent, just stuck to Wenrou's body like this.

No matter what Wen Rou said, no matter how she pushed, there was no movement at all.

In the end, Gentle was also tired, so she went with Dongfang Aoshi.

Anyway, he just stuck to himself like a koala, and didn't do anything else.

Dongfang Aoshi doesn't force, just relies on her words, gentleness is still acceptable.

The steward led the maid, brought in a small table, put down the medicine and porridge, and went to close the windows.

"Princess, please let the prince drink the medicine while it's hot. It's useless when it's cold." The steward lowered his head and kept his eyes fixed, afraid that if he looked up, he might see something he shouldn't see.

Nodding gently, "I see."

"Then... the subordinates will leave first, it's getting late, the prince and princess should go to bed earlier."

With that said, he led all the maids and retreated.

The door slammed shut.

The room fell silent again.

Rourou looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, then pushed the man on her again, "Dongfang Aoshi, everything is ready, get up quickly."

"..."

"The East is proud of the world."

"..."

"I'm very tired. I don't have the energy to stay up late with you. Get up quickly and go to bed after eating porridge and medicine."

"This king doesn't take medicine." Dongfang Aoshi raised his head, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he was very repulsed by the smell of medicine, "You drink that bowl of medicine for this king."

"..." Is there anyone who can take medicine for you when you are sick?Rourou really wanted to put the medicine on him.

I didn't want to make trouble again, so I endured it.

"I'm not injured, what medicine do I take?" Gentle reached out, brought the bowl of black medicine, and handed it to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth, "Drink the medicine."

"..."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't move at all, his face wrinkled as if he had swallowed ten lemons raw.