Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Rou Rou fell to the ground with a pale face, and almost had a heart attack from being frightened!

The scissors, which had almost fallen, were dangling dangerously from their fingers.

He held his breath gently and hooked it carefully.

After a lot of effort and sweating profusely, I finally put the scissors back into my hands.

He looked up at Dongfang Aoshi——

He didn't wake up, he was still sleeping.

Gentle and long breathed out, the heart hanging in the throat was slightly relieved.

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, he got up gently, climbed onto the bed carefully, and was about to go around to the other side...

Holding the scissors in his hand, his gentle movements were much more cautious than before.

It took another half an hour to finally achieve some results——

One foot stepped over.

Now, just bring the other foot back and you're good to go.

At the most critical moment, the gentle movements were countless times more careful than before, and the nerves of the whole body were tense.

Little by little, moving slowly.

The moment she retracted her foot, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly opened his eyes.

The pitch-black pupils stared at Wen Rou closely, and their eyes were full of darkness.

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to wake up suddenly, Wen Rou was stunned, and he kept his posture stiffly, unable to recover from his senses at all.

Dongfang Aoshi was facing the light, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, Wen Rou couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he could clearly feel the terrifying light that shot out from his pair of pitch-black eyes.

His chest was numb and trembling.

Wen Rou shrank subconsciously, trying to pull her foot back.

Dongfang Aoshi's movements were faster, he reached out suddenly, and held his gentle ankle to stop her from moving.

Gently tugging hard, trying to break free.

However, with her little strength, how could she be the opponent of Dongfang Aoshi?

Dongfang Aoshi pulled hard, Rourou fell down and lay on top of him.

Gentle continued to struggle, without any results.

The body was tightly imprisoned by Dongfang Aoshi...

"Put—" Rourou kicked him hard, just about to struggle.

In the next second, her face turned pale.

The gauze on Dongfang Aoshi's back was all stained red with blood!

There was also blood all over the sheets!

what happened?

Isn't his injury already healed?

Why did you suddenly bleed again?

Was it the pulling action just now...?

impossible.

In the past two days, Dongfang Aoshi has done more movements than before, and there is no bleeding!

Gentle stopped struggling and looked over.

Only then did I realize that when I fell down just now, I accidentally stuck the scissors on Dongfang Aoshi's body!

Moreover, it just happened to be stuck on his previous wound!

Damn!

How could it be so coincidental?

Wen Wen's face turned pale, her whole body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move anymore, for fear that if she was not careful, blood would flow like a river.

Compared with the gentle astonishment, Dongfang Aoshi seemed much calmer.

He didn't even bother to pull out the scissors, and clasped his gentle hand fiercely, his voice was low and hoarse, "It's midnight, what is the second lady doing with the scissors? Assassinate the king?"

The volume is low, and it is particularly loud in a quiet room.

In an instant, the gentle nerve was seized.

He clenched his fists tenderly and nervously, his palms were covered in cold sweat.

His throat was dry and he couldn't speak a word, as if being pinched by an invisible hand.

Dongfang Aoshi sat up slowly.

The pitch-black pupils were horribly sharp.

"Answer this king's words!" Dongfang Aoshi asked coldly, his voice was extremely cold, extremely cold, extremely cold, as if it came from a glacier.Rou Rou fell to the ground with a pale face, and almost had a heart attack from being frightened!

The scissors, which had almost fallen, were dangling dangerously from their fingers.

He held his breath gently and hooked it carefully.

After a lot of effort and sweating profusely, I finally put the scissors back into my hands.

He looked up at Dongfang Aoshi——

He didn't wake up, he was still sleeping.

Gentle and long breathed out, the heart hanging in the throat was slightly relieved.

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, he got up gently, climbed onto the bed carefully, and was about to go around to the other side...

Holding the scissors in his hand, his gentle movements were much more cautious than before.

It took another half an hour to finally achieve some results——

One foot stepped over.

Now, just bring the other foot back and you're good to go.

At the most critical moment, the gentle movements were countless times more careful than before, and the nerves of the whole body were tense.

Little by little, moving slowly.

The moment she retracted her foot, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly opened his eyes.

The pitch-black pupils stared at Wen Rou closely, and their eyes were full of darkness.

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to wake up suddenly, Wen Rou was stunned, and he kept his posture stiffly, unable to recover from his senses at all.

Dongfang Aoshi was facing the light, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, Wen Rou couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he could clearly feel the terrifying light that shot out from his pair of pitch-black eyes.

His chest was numb and trembling.

Wen Rou shrank subconsciously, trying to pull her foot back.

Dongfang Aoshi's movements were faster, he reached out suddenly, and held his gentle ankle to stop her from moving.

Gently tugging hard, trying to break free.

However, with her little strength, how could she be the opponent of Dongfang Aoshi?

Dongfang Aoshi pulled hard, Rourou fell down and lay on top of him.

Gentle continued to struggle, without any results.

The body was tightly imprisoned by Dongfang Aoshi...

"Put—" Rourou kicked him hard, just about to struggle.

In the next second, her face turned pale.

The gauze on Dongfang Aoshi's back was all stained red with blood!

There was also blood all over the sheets!

what happened?

Isn't his injury already healed?

Why did you suddenly bleed again?

Was it the pulling action just now...?

impossible.

In the past two days, Dongfang Aoshi has done more movements than before, and there is no bleeding!

Gentle stopped struggling and looked over.

Only then did I realize that when I fell down just now, I accidentally stuck the scissors on Dongfang Aoshi's body!

Moreover, it just happened to be stuck on his previous wound!

Damn!

How could it be so coincidental?

Wen Wen's face turned pale, her whole body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move anymore, for fear that if she was not careful, blood would flow like a river.

Compared with the gentle astonishment, Dongfang Aoshi seemed much calmer.

He didn't even bother to pull out the scissors, and clasped his gentle hand fiercely, his voice was low and hoarse, "It's midnight, what is the second lady doing with the scissors? Assassinate the king?"

The volume is low, and it is particularly loud in a quiet room.

In an instant, the gentle nerve was seized.

He clenched his fists tenderly and nervously, his palms were covered in cold sweat.

His throat was dry and he couldn't speak a word, as if being pinched by an invisible hand.

Dongfang Aoshi sat up slowly.

The pitch-black pupils were horribly sharp.

"Answer this king's words!" Dongfang Aoshi asked coldly, his voice was extremely cold, extremely cold, extremely cold, as if it came from a glacier.