Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi became curious and wanted to know what was going on in his gentle heart.

Are you really trying to please him?

Still have another purpose.

"Don't drink? Forget it." Gentle put the cup back.

Having been together for so long, she already clearly knows when to enter and when to retreat in front of Dongfang Aoshi——

If he kept begging Dongfang Aoshi to drink, he would definitely be suspicious.

Just a little temper tantrum at the right time.

Dongfang Aoshi took a deep look at her and didn't speak.

Gentle frowning, not understanding what he meant, froze.

The two looked at each other like this.

There was silence.

After a while, Dongfang Aoshi curled his lower lip coldly, breaking the silence, "Didn't you want to drink with me?"

"Then you drink it." Seeing her drink won't go into his mouth by itself.

"Hello, my lord." Dongfang Aoshi's low voice rang around in the quiet space.

Wen Rou was slightly shocked, and almost fell off his lap.

"Dongfang Aoshi, are you... not sick?" Rourou hesitated for a while, and reached out to stroke his forehead.

The temperature is normal, there is no problem.

Why are you saying weird things?

Dongfang Aoshi frowned, and his displeasure slowly gathered in his eyes.

Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's increasingly gloomy eyes, Rourou knew that he was upset again, so she quickly picked up the wine glass and fed him.

Only then was Dongfang Aoshi satisfied, and his face softened a little.

While feeding, Rourou prayed in his heart, Dongfang Aoshi quickly got drunk.

After she was drunk, she was easy to ask questions.

"Looking at me all the time, what's the matter with Second Miss?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows playfully, his black eyes shining brightly.

"No." Wenrou's chest trembled slightly, but she quickly calmed down and yawned, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the sky outside the window——

It is indeed very late.

"This kind of wine needs to be drunk once it is opened, and it will change its taste overnight. The second lady will accompany me to finish drinking it?"

"Okay." The gentle expression froze slightly, and poured himself a glass.

However, she didn't take one cup after another like Dongfang Aoshi did, taking a sip each time to express herself.

Soon, the pot of wine was drunk, leaving only the cup of Dongfang Aoshi.

"The last cup, Ninth Prince, drink it as soon as possible? It's getting late..." Rourou yawned again, really sleepy.

Grit your teeth and hold on.

She still has a lot of questions that she wants to ask.

Dongfang Aoshi smiled, did not speak, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Gentle breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and prepared to go to rest.

The wrist suddenly tightened.

The whole person was dragged back by Dongfang Aoshi, fell into his arms, and the quilt was loosened.

Wenrou was taken aback and almost screamed.

In the next second, someone pinched his jaw.

The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him.

Gentle froze, the whole person was stunned.

By the time she understood what was going on, it was too late.

All the wine of Dongfang Aoshi was sent into Gentle Mouth...

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to do such a thing at all, he was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously swallowed it.

"Ahem..." He coughed softly and heavily, his throat felt like it was on fire.

He actually fed himself what was in his mouth——

Is this man disgusting?

Gentle jumped up, wanting to vomit.

As soon as he took a step, Dongfang Aoshi's cold voice sounded slowly——

"The king is in a good mood now, the second young lady had better not mess with the king."

Gentle and stiff, turning around with disgust on his face, wanting to vomit, but unable to vomit, extremely uncomfortable.Dongfang Aoshi became curious and wanted to know what was going on in his gentle heart.

Are you really trying to please him?

Still have another purpose.

"Don't drink? Forget it." Gentle put the cup back.

Having been together for so long, she already clearly knows when to enter and when to retreat in front of Dongfang Aoshi——

If he kept begging Dongfang Aoshi to drink, he would definitely be suspicious.

Just a little temper tantrum at the right time.

Dongfang Aoshi took a deep look at her and didn't speak.

Gentle frowning, not understanding what he meant, froze.

The two looked at each other like this.

There was silence.

After a while, Dongfang Aoshi curled his lower lip coldly, breaking the silence, "Didn't you want to drink with me?"

"Then you drink it." Seeing her drink won't go into his mouth by itself.

"Hello, my lord." Dongfang Aoshi's low voice rang around in the quiet space.

Wen Rou was slightly shocked, and almost fell off his lap.

"Dongfang Aoshi, are you... not sick?" Rourou hesitated for a while, and reached out to stroke his forehead.

The temperature is normal, there is no problem.

Why are you saying weird things?

Dongfang Aoshi frowned, and his displeasure slowly gathered in his eyes.

Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's increasingly gloomy eyes, Rourou knew that he was upset again, so she quickly picked up the wine glass and fed him.

Only then was Dongfang Aoshi satisfied, and his face softened a little.

While feeding, Rourou prayed in his heart, Dongfang Aoshi quickly got drunk.

After she was drunk, she was easy to ask questions.

"Looking at me all the time, what's the matter with Second Miss?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows playfully, his black eyes shining brightly.

"No." Wenrou's chest trembled slightly, but she quickly calmed down and yawned, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the sky outside the window——

It is indeed very late.

"This kind of wine needs to be drunk once it is opened, and it will change its taste overnight. The second lady will accompany me to finish drinking it?"

"Okay." The gentle expression froze slightly, and poured himself a glass.

However, she didn't take one cup after another like Dongfang Aoshi did, taking a sip each time to express herself.

Soon, the pot of wine was drunk, leaving only the cup of Dongfang Aoshi.

"The last cup, Ninth Prince, drink it as soon as possible? It's getting late..." Rourou yawned again, really sleepy.

Grit your teeth and hold on.

She still has a lot of questions that she wants to ask.

Dongfang Aoshi smiled, did not speak, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Gentle breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and prepared to go to rest.

The wrist suddenly tightened.

The whole person was dragged back by Dongfang Aoshi, fell into his arms, and the quilt was loosened.

Wenrou was taken aback and almost screamed.

In the next second, someone pinched his jaw.

The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him.

Gentle froze, the whole person was stunned.

By the time she understood what was going on, it was too late.

All the wine of Dongfang Aoshi was sent into Gentle Mouth...

He didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to do such a thing at all, he was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously swallowed it.

"Ahem..." He coughed softly and heavily, his throat felt like it was on fire.

He actually fed himself what was in his mouth——

Is this man disgusting?

Gentle jumped up, wanting to vomit.

As soon as he took a step, Dongfang Aoshi's cold voice sounded slowly——

"The king is in a good mood now, the second young lady had better not mess with the king."

Gentle and stiff, turning around with disgust on his face, wanting to vomit, but unable to vomit, extremely uncomfortable.