Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

After saying a few words, he left in a hurry.

Go to the imperial doctor, take the medicine, and return to the room.

"Princess, you are finally back!"

As soon as Rourou entered the yard, the steward rushed over anxiously.

Behind him, followed by a large group of maidservants.

He was taken aback softly, "What's wrong?"

The steward looked like the sky was falling... Has Dongfang Aoshi gone crazy again?

"I don't know what happened. When the prince came back, he was in a bad mood. He didn't see the princess in the room. He lost his temper and smashed everything again." The steward said anxiously.

He lost his temper as soon as he came back, did Dongfang Aoshi know that he went to the servant's room to find Huangfu Hao?

Wen Rou broke into a cold sweat, almost lost the medicine in his hand, and his voice trembled slightly, "When did he come back?"

"It's been a while since I came back," said the steward.

"others?"

"The prince went to the study, the servant girl reported back, and the study was also smashed by the prince. I can't persuade you. Do you want to go and see the princess?"

"He's angry now, or... Forget it, I'll go and have a look." Gentle turned around and walked towards the study.

The steward and the maid followed tremblingly.

Although she had already made good mental preparations, when she arrived, Wen Rou was still frightened by the mess all over the floor——

In the study, nothing is intact.

The bookshelves were all down, and the entire study room was like a garbage dump, with books piled everywhere.

The ground is full of broken tiles and bloodstains...

Dongfang Aoshi stood in the center, his eyes were dark, his whole body was wrapped in a black aura.

He was standing sideways, with half of his face hidden in the darkness.

Wen Rou could only see his side face, the tight jawline was very scary.

The steward and the maid retreated five steps away, not daring to go forward at all.

Wen Rou's chest was also a little hairy, but she went in anyway, "Oriental pride?"

There was no movement.

Dongfang Aoshi stood there like a statue, motionless.

"L……"

Gentle heard a strange sound.

Looking down, Dongfang Aoshi's hand was bleeding.

The ground has been stained red.

The chest twitched, and Rourou said again, "Oriental pride?"

"..."

"East--"

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi turned his head.

Unexpectedly, he would make a sudden movement, Gentle's chest jumped, and he backed away subconsciously.

Dongfang Aoshi remained motionless, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

At the bottom of the black eyes, there was a frenzied flame burning terribly.

Wen Rou was taken aback, "Pa—" the medicine bag in his hand fell.

"Afraid of this king?" Dongfang Aoshi said, his voice was unusually deep and hoarse.

She shook her head gently, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

What terrible things have been experienced, what else is there to be afraid of?

At most, they were strangled, or thrown into the lake...

Even though he said that, his body was retreating.

"Even if you are afraid of this king, in this life... no, it is eternal life, it is impossible to escape." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip coldly, with a wicked expression.

Before Wen Rou had time to digest his words, a blur suddenly appeared in front of her eyes——

Dongfang Aoshi had already come in front of her and hugged her tightly.

Wen Wen was dizzy for a while, her nasal voice was full of oriental arrogance, violent, mixed with the smell of blood...and an astonishing body temperature.

Something terrible happened to him.

For some reason, this idea suddenly came to my gentle heart.After saying a few words, he left in a hurry.

Go to the imperial doctor, take the medicine, and return to the room.

"Princess, you are finally back!"

As soon as Rourou entered the yard, the steward rushed over anxiously.

Behind him, followed by a large group of maidservants.

He was taken aback softly, "What's wrong?"

The steward looked like the sky was falling... Has Dongfang Aoshi gone crazy again?

"I don't know what happened. When the prince came back, he was in a bad mood. He didn't see the princess in the room. He lost his temper and smashed everything again." The steward said anxiously.

He lost his temper as soon as he came back, did Dongfang Aoshi know that he went to the servant's room to find Huangfu Hao?

Wen Rou broke into a cold sweat, almost lost the medicine in his hand, and his voice trembled slightly, "When did he come back?"

"It's been a while since I came back," said the steward.

"others?"

"The prince went to the study, the servant girl reported back, and the study was also smashed by the prince. I can't persuade you. Do you want to go and see the princess?"

"He's angry now, or... Forget it, I'll go and have a look." Gentle turned around and walked towards the study.

The steward and the maid followed tremblingly.

Although she had already made good mental preparations, when she arrived, Wen Rou was still frightened by the mess all over the floor——

In the study, nothing is intact.

The bookshelves were all down, and the entire study room was like a garbage dump, with books piled everywhere.

The ground is full of broken tiles and bloodstains...

Dongfang Aoshi stood in the center, his eyes were dark, his whole body was wrapped in a black aura.

He was standing sideways, with half of his face hidden in the darkness.

Wen Rou could only see his side face, the tight jawline was very scary.

The steward and the maid retreated five steps away, not daring to go forward at all.

Wen Rou's chest was also a little hairy, but she went in anyway, "Oriental pride?"

There was no movement.

Dongfang Aoshi stood there like a statue, motionless.

"L……"

Gentle heard a strange sound.

Looking down, Dongfang Aoshi's hand was bleeding.

The ground has been stained red.

The chest twitched, and Rourou said again, "Oriental pride?"

"..."

"East--"

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi turned his head.

Unexpectedly, he would make a sudden movement, Gentle's chest jumped, and he backed away subconsciously.

Dongfang Aoshi remained motionless, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

At the bottom of the black eyes, there was a frenzied flame burning terribly.

Wen Rou was taken aback, "Pa—" the medicine bag in his hand fell.

"Afraid of this king?" Dongfang Aoshi said, his voice was unusually deep and hoarse.

She shook her head gently, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

What terrible things have been experienced, what else is there to be afraid of?

At most, they were strangled, or thrown into the lake...

Even though he said that, his body was retreating.

"Even if you are afraid of this king, in this life... no, it is eternal life, it is impossible to escape." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip coldly, with a wicked expression.

Before Wen Rou had time to digest his words, a blur suddenly appeared in front of her eyes——

Dongfang Aoshi had already come in front of her and hugged her tightly.

Wen Wen was dizzy for a while, her nasal voice was full of oriental arrogance, violent, mixed with the smell of blood...and an astonishing body temperature.

Something terrible happened to him.

For some reason, this idea suddenly came to my gentle heart.