Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The tall figure shook violently.

Dongfang Aoshi retreated quickly as if he had been scalded by something, and the quilt wrapped his gentle naked... naked body.

"My lord, first check how the concubine is doing. If there is any bleeding, I will call the imperial doctor immediately." The steward turned around and ran away.

Dongfang Aoshi nodded, put down the curtain, and began to check Wenrou's body.

Between the legs, there is a slight red.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes stabbed, "Rou'er, are you okay? Rou'er?"

He caressed his gentle cheeks, his hands trembling constantly.

In the next second, I hugged Wenrou tightly in my arms, as if afraid that she would disappear.

He kept kissing her cold lips, "Don't worry, I won't let you have any trouble, you were born to be my man, and you will die as my ghost. let's go."

Lying tenderly in his arms, groggy, unable to hear what he said at all, only felt that the wound on his body was very painful, his lower abdomen was slumped, very uncomfortable, as if he would die at any time...

In a trance, it seemed that the steward brought the imperial doctor over to feel his pulse and give him an injection.

After a while, the gentle mind finally regained consciousness slowly, and the body was no longer in pain as before, as if it would die at any moment.

Looking up, seeing Dongfang Aoshi's abnormally white face, he felt that Dongfang Aoshi was holding his hand, trembling all the time.

Gentle frowned, not knowing what was going on with this demon.

One second, he was tossing her to death, and the next second, he was afraid that something would happen to her, worried to death, not at all like that wicked Dongfang Aoshi...

What the hell is going on with him?

Why has the attitude changed so much before and after?

Is it because of the child?

Or is there another reason?

For a moment, I was also confused.

Looking up at the Oriental pride——

He looked a little frantic.

But the panic and worry in his eyes didn't seem fake...

Wen Rou's chest was stuffy, and she suddenly wanted to know what kind of secret Dongfang Aoshi was hiding?

But she also knew that Dongfang Aoshi would not say anything.

Otherwise, it would have been said long ago.

In his thoughts, the voice of the imperial doctor rang in his ears——

"My lord, the concubine's physical condition is still not stable. During this period of time, the lord, it's better to be patient, lest the concubine get pregnant again."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, but waved his hand.

The imperial doctor left some medicine and retreated with the maids.

The steward did not dare to leave, fearing that Dongfang would be impulsive and do something.

So, respectfully guarded by the bedside.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the steward indifferently, his eyes were gloomy.

There was silence for a while.

Dongfang Aoshi got up and got out of bed.

Cover the quilt for Wen Rou, leave the steward behind, turn around and stride away.

"My lord..." The steward, who had always understood his master's thoughts very well, didn't understand what he meant.

Dongfang Aoshi was slightly shocked and stopped in his tracks.

"princess……"

"Look." Dongfang Aoshi didn't look back, "If she dares to do something that hurts herself and her child... then order someone to kill Shen Daijun."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Aoshi left without looking back.

Leaving the steward with a look of astonishment and pale tenderness, and deeply frowning eyebrows.

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

After that day, Dongfang Aoshi never appeared again.The tall figure shook violently.

Dongfang Aoshi retreated quickly as if he had been scalded by something, and the quilt wrapped his gentle naked... naked body.

"My lord, first check how the concubine is doing. If there is any bleeding, I will call the imperial doctor immediately." The steward turned around and ran away.

Dongfang Aoshi nodded, put down the curtain, and began to check Wenrou's body.

Between the legs, there is a slight red.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes stabbed, "Rou'er, are you okay? Rou'er?"

He caressed his gentle cheeks, his hands trembling constantly.

In the next second, I hugged Wenrou tightly in my arms, as if afraid that she would disappear.

He kept kissing her cold lips, "Don't worry, I won't let you have any trouble, you were born to be my man, and you will die as my ghost. let's go."

Lying tenderly in his arms, groggy, unable to hear what he said at all, only felt that the wound on his body was very painful, his lower abdomen was slumped, very uncomfortable, as if he would die at any time...

In a trance, it seemed that the steward brought the imperial doctor over to feel his pulse and give him an injection.

After a while, the gentle mind finally regained consciousness slowly, and the body was no longer in pain as before, as if it would die at any moment.

Looking up, seeing Dongfang Aoshi's abnormally white face, he felt that Dongfang Aoshi was holding his hand, trembling all the time.

Gentle frowned, not knowing what was going on with this demon.

One second, he was tossing her to death, and the next second, he was afraid that something would happen to her, worried to death, not at all like that wicked Dongfang Aoshi...

What the hell is going on with him?

Why has the attitude changed so much before and after?

Is it because of the child?

Or is there another reason?

For a moment, I was also confused.

Looking up at the Oriental pride——

He looked a little frantic.

But the panic and worry in his eyes didn't seem fake...

Wen Rou's chest was stuffy, and she suddenly wanted to know what kind of secret Dongfang Aoshi was hiding?

But she also knew that Dongfang Aoshi would not say anything.

Otherwise, it would have been said long ago.

In his thoughts, the voice of the imperial doctor rang in his ears——

"My lord, the concubine's physical condition is still not stable. During this period of time, the lord, it's better to be patient, lest the concubine get pregnant again."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, but waved his hand.

The imperial doctor left some medicine and retreated with the maids.

The steward did not dare to leave, fearing that Dongfang would be impulsive and do something.

So, respectfully guarded by the bedside.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the steward indifferently, his eyes were gloomy.

There was silence for a while.

Dongfang Aoshi got up and got out of bed.

Cover the quilt for Wen Rou, leave the steward behind, turn around and stride away.

"My lord..." The steward, who had always understood his master's thoughts very well, didn't understand what he meant.

Dongfang Aoshi was slightly shocked and stopped in his tracks.

"princess……"

"Look." Dongfang Aoshi didn't look back, "If she dares to do something that hurts herself and her child... then order someone to kill Shen Daijun."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Aoshi left without looking back.

Leaving the steward with a look of astonishment and pale tenderness, and deeply frowning eyebrows.

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

After that day, Dongfang Aoshi never appeared again.