Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi ignored her, clasped his palms tightly, and held her firmly.

Gentle struggled for a while, but gave up without any results.

After experiencing a baptism of lust like a storm, I was gentle and tired, closed my eyes, and felt a little drowsy.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, Dongfang Aoshi's low voice suddenly sounded in her ears——

"My lord met an old monk on the road today."

"Hmm..." Wen Rou responded vaguely, his whole mind was in a muddle, and he couldn't hear what Dongfang Aoshi was saying clearly, "Then?"

"The old monk said that within this year, there will be bloody disasters for this king."

This topic made Wen Rou sober up a little bit.

Moved a bit and found the most comfortable position, "Do you believe it?"

Dongfang Aoshi probably wouldn't believe what this kind of quack said.

Otherwise, she would not have explained much before, saying that she was not really gentle, and Dongfang Aoshi would have ignored it.

"Second Miss, do you think this king will believe it?" Dongfang Aoshi gave a low laugh, and his chest trembled.

"I don't believe it." Wen Wen shook her head firmly.

If Dongfang Aoshi believed in these things, he wouldn't take his explanations as wind on his ears——

Ruan didn't forget that before, she tried her best to explain to Dongfang Aoshi that she was not really gentle, and he didn't even want to listen, so he denied her statement.

"I really don't believe it." Dongfang hooked his lips arrogantly.

Although he knew in his heart that it was impossible for Dongfang Aoshi to believe in these ghosts and gods, but hearing it with his own ears, Ruan was still a little disappointed.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to explain her identity clearly.

Now it seems that the explanation is not clear.

"Since you don't believe it, why are you so angry?" Gentlely frowned.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always has a feeling that Dongfang Aoshi's anger is mostly related to what the old monk said.

"The old monk said one more thing." Speaking of this, Dongfang Aoshi's eyes suddenly darkened, and they were gloomy.

Looking at his expression gently, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her chest, her voice was slightly dry, "What's the matter?"

"The old monk said that this king has a lot of fate and is the lone star of the gods. Anyone and anything will not be what he asks for." Dongfang Aoshi said in a low voice.

Every time he said a word, his face became gloomy.

After all the words were finished, the expression on his face, like the surface of the sea in a storm, was terrifying.

"Heavenly Fiend Lone Star?" Ruan Rou was taken aback, but she didn't expect that someone would use this trick to fool people casually, "You don't believe me? Then what's the point of being angry?"

"It's one thing not to believe it... dare to touch my king's head..." Dongfang Aoshi's expression became more and more sinister, bloodthirsty terribly.

Gentle's pores stood up, and her voice trembled, "What did you do to that old monk...?"

"It's nothing." Dongfang Aoshi laughed back angrily, feeling horrified.

Gentle's pores stood up in an instant, feeling a chill, continuously rushing up from the soles of the feet, spreading to the limbs.

Dongfang Aoshi's big palm was on her bare back, caressing her once and for all.

Wen Rou became even more chilly, "What did you do to that old monk?"

The proprietor lowered his eyes proudly, took a look at Wen Rou, and described lightly, "This king had his tongue cut off."

"..."

"Second miss is scared?" The proprietor proudly curled his lips into a slight smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"No." Wen Rou's face turned pale.Dongfang Aoshi ignored her, clasped his palms tightly, and held her firmly.

Gentle struggled for a while, but gave up without any results.

After experiencing a baptism of lust like a storm, I was gentle and tired, closed my eyes, and felt a little drowsy.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, Dongfang Aoshi's low voice suddenly sounded in her ears——

"My lord met an old monk on the road today."

"Hmm..." Wen Rou responded vaguely, his whole mind was in a muddle, and he couldn't hear what Dongfang Aoshi was saying clearly, "Then?"

"The old monk said that within this year, there will be bloody disasters for this king."

This topic made Wen Rou sober up a little bit.

Moved a bit and found the most comfortable position, "Do you believe it?"

Dongfang Aoshi probably wouldn't believe what this kind of quack said.

Otherwise, she would not have explained much before, saying that she was not really gentle, and Dongfang Aoshi would have ignored it.

"Second Miss, do you think this king will believe it?" Dongfang Aoshi gave a low laugh, and his chest trembled.

"I don't believe it." Wen Wen shook her head firmly.

If Dongfang Aoshi believed in these things, he wouldn't take his explanations as wind on his ears——

Ruan didn't forget that before, she tried her best to explain to Dongfang Aoshi that she was not really gentle, and he didn't even want to listen, so he denied her statement.

"I really don't believe it." Dongfang hooked his lips arrogantly.

Although he knew in his heart that it was impossible for Dongfang Aoshi to believe in these ghosts and gods, but hearing it with his own ears, Ruan was still a little disappointed.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to explain her identity clearly.

Now it seems that the explanation is not clear.

"Since you don't believe it, why are you so angry?" Gentlely frowned.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always has a feeling that Dongfang Aoshi's anger is mostly related to what the old monk said.

"The old monk said one more thing." Speaking of this, Dongfang Aoshi's eyes suddenly darkened, and they were gloomy.

Looking at his expression gently, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her chest, her voice was slightly dry, "What's the matter?"

"The old monk said that this king has a lot of fate and is the lone star of the gods. Anyone and anything will not be what he asks for." Dongfang Aoshi said in a low voice.

Every time he said a word, his face became gloomy.

After all the words were finished, the expression on his face, like the surface of the sea in a storm, was terrifying.

"Heavenly Fiend Lone Star?" Ruan Rou was taken aback, but she didn't expect that someone would use this trick to fool people casually, "You don't believe me? Then what's the point of being angry?"

"It's one thing not to believe it... dare to touch my king's head..." Dongfang Aoshi's expression became more and more sinister, bloodthirsty terribly.

Gentle's pores stood up, and her voice trembled, "What did you do to that old monk...?"

"It's nothing." Dongfang Aoshi laughed back angrily, feeling horrified.

Gentle's pores stood up in an instant, feeling a chill, continuously rushing up from the soles of the feet, spreading to the limbs.

Dongfang Aoshi's big palm was on her bare back, caressing her once and for all.

Wen Rou became even more chilly, "What did you do to that old monk?"

The proprietor lowered his eyes proudly, took a look at Wen Rou, and described lightly, "This king had his tongue cut off."

"..."

"Second miss is scared?" The proprietor proudly curled his lips into a slight smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"No." Wen Rou's face turned pale.