Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Neither of them spoke.

The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of breathing and heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Gentlely squeezed her fist, her palm was warm.

On the way here, she had already thought about what to say to Dongfang Aoshi.

But as soon as he stood in front of him, his throat seemed to be pinched by invisible hands, and he couldn't say anything.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her steadfastly, without saying a word.

The atmosphere is stiff.

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi took a step forward.

Wenrou was taken aback, she backed up and pressed her back against the door.

Dongfang Aoshi still didn't say a word, and slowly approached him step by step.

A strong masculine breath, mixed with the smell of wine, rushed over and enveloped her in a circle.

"This king wrote a letter of divorce." Dongfang Aoshi said suddenly.

"What divorce letter?" Wenrou was stunned, for a moment, she didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi meant.

"This king has already decided to quit Wen Wan."

"Stop Wen Wan? Why?" Unexpectedly hearing this news, Wen Wen was stunned.

Shouldn't he be gently reminded to investigate himself?

how……

Wen Rou stood there blankly, staring blankly at Dongfang Aoshi, completely bewildered.

She didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi was thinking...

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, but did not answer.

The black pupils looked unusually bright in the dark.

The breath that comes out still smells of alcohol.

Gently frowned, realizing something was wrong——

Dongfang Aoshi...couldn't be drunk?

If so, there is no way to talk about...

Wen Rou put her body back, ready to leave.

She wanted to talk to Dongfang Aoshi about Shen's treatment of Jun.

If Dongfang Aoshi is drunk, there is no way to talk.

At the moment Wen Rou was about to turn around, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly grabbed her arm and fixed her whole body.

"Dongfang Aoshi, you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi bowed his head.

He didn't do anything too extreme, just put his nose down on her.

At this moment, Wenrou's feet seemed to be nailed by something, unable to move.

Gentle doesn't know what's going on with herself.

Anyway, just can't move...

Dongfang Aoshi's breath was a little rushed, and his chest heaved violently.

Gentle smelled the stronger smell of wine and couldn't help frowning.

"Rou'er..." In the next second, Dongfang Aoshi held her face and kissed her lightly.

With every kiss, call a gentle name.

Wen Rou's chest trembled, she stayed there, unable to respond.

Let Dongfang Aoshi's cool and thin lips caress on the lips, increasing the force little by little, and sliding down the neck.

The clothes were ripped open, and the chest felt cold.

But this coolness didn't last long.

Dongfang Aoshi kissed her chest forcefully.

A pregnant woman's body is inherently sensitive.

What's more, Dongfang Aoshi is familiar with her sensitive areas.

Every kiss fell on her softest place.

Gentle, the whole body is hot, and the body becomes weak after a while.

Holding Dongfang Aoshi's arm tightly with both hands, trembling, "Dongfang Aoshi, wake up, I have something to talk to you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi couldn't hear the gentle words at all, he kept kissing, quickly took off all the clothes on her body, and raised her legs.

The bodies of the two were pressed tightly against each other, a contrast between hardness and softness.

A certain part of Dongfang Aoshi's hard body was gently rubbing against the gentlest and softest part.Neither of them spoke.

The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of breathing and heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Gentlely squeezed her fist, her palm was warm.

On the way here, she had already thought about what to say to Dongfang Aoshi.

But as soon as he stood in front of him, his throat seemed to be pinched by invisible hands, and he couldn't say anything.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her steadfastly, without saying a word.

The atmosphere is stiff.

Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi took a step forward.

Wenrou was taken aback, she backed up and pressed her back against the door.

Dongfang Aoshi still didn't say a word, and slowly approached him step by step.

A strong masculine breath, mixed with the smell of wine, rushed over and enveloped her in a circle.

"This king wrote a letter of divorce." Dongfang Aoshi said suddenly.

"What divorce letter?" Wenrou was stunned, for a moment, she didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi meant.

"This king has already decided to quit Wen Wan."

"Stop Wen Wan? Why?" Unexpectedly hearing this news, Wen Wen was stunned.

Shouldn't he be gently reminded to investigate himself?

how……

Wen Rou stood there blankly, staring blankly at Dongfang Aoshi, completely bewildered.

She didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi was thinking...

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, but did not answer.

The black pupils looked unusually bright in the dark.

The breath that comes out still smells of alcohol.

Gently frowned, realizing something was wrong——

Dongfang Aoshi...couldn't be drunk?

If so, there is no way to talk about...

Wen Rou put her body back, ready to leave.

She wanted to talk to Dongfang Aoshi about Shen's treatment of Jun.

If Dongfang Aoshi is drunk, there is no way to talk.

At the moment Wen Rou was about to turn around, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly grabbed her arm and fixed her whole body.

"Dongfang Aoshi, you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi bowed his head.

He didn't do anything too extreme, just put his nose down on her.

At this moment, Wenrou's feet seemed to be nailed by something, unable to move.

Gentle doesn't know what's going on with herself.

Anyway, just can't move...

Dongfang Aoshi's breath was a little rushed, and his chest heaved violently.

Gentle smelled the stronger smell of wine and couldn't help frowning.

"Rou'er..." In the next second, Dongfang Aoshi held her face and kissed her lightly.

With every kiss, call a gentle name.

Wen Rou's chest trembled, she stayed there, unable to respond.

Let Dongfang Aoshi's cool and thin lips caress on the lips, increasing the force little by little, and sliding down the neck.

The clothes were ripped open, and the chest felt cold.

But this coolness didn't last long.

Dongfang Aoshi kissed her chest forcefully.

A pregnant woman's body is inherently sensitive.

What's more, Dongfang Aoshi is familiar with her sensitive areas.

Every kiss fell on her softest place.

Gentle, the whole body is hot, and the body becomes weak after a while.

Holding Dongfang Aoshi's arm tightly with both hands, trembling, "Dongfang Aoshi, wake up, I have something to talk to you..."

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi couldn't hear the gentle words at all, he kept kissing, quickly took off all the clothes on her body, and raised her legs.

The bodies of the two were pressed tightly against each other, a contrast between hardness and softness.

A certain part of Dongfang Aoshi's hard body was gently rubbing against the gentlest and softest part.