Wenrou couldn't see what Dongfang Aoshi was thinking, and was very nervous, with sweaty palms.

"Second Miss actually took the initiative to explain the matter, the king is really flattered." Dongfang Aoshi stared at Wen Rou, always feeling that something was wrong with her.

But for a while, I couldn't tell what was wrong with gentleness.

Is he suspicious?

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Rourou took a deep breath, his expression turned cold, and he said with a sneer, "Are you a masochist?"

Dongfang Aoshi was taken aback, "What does Second Miss mean?"

Gentle and sneered, "I didn't tell you the matter, you persecuted me in all kinds of ways, and now I tell you, I'm yelling and questioning non-stop, what is it if it's not a masochist?"

"I think this king is long-winded, but the second miss loves to be more courageous." Dongfang Aoshi hummed in a low voice, with a calm expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Gentle, don't open your eyes, don't bother to pay attention to him, so as not to talk more and more, and the flaws will become more obvious, "I don't like this kind of fun-seeking scene, so I'll go back and rest first."

With that said, Gentle stood up and left.

In the next second, the whole portrait was pinned to something, and the body was unusually heavy.

Looking back, the corner of the skirt was stepped on.

Dongfang Aoshi leaned there lazily, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

He turned his face halfway, talking to the Queen Mother, as if he had never done anything.

Gentlely grabbed the hem of the skirt and pulled it a few times.

Not moving at all.

"Dongfang Aoshi, you stepped on my skirt, move your foot away..." She warned in a low voice, while tugging.

Don't dare to move too much, for fear that the guests at the scene will find out and make a joke.

More importantly, Dongfang Aoshi would definitely not let her go if she caused trouble in front of so many people.

When things get serious, Huangfu Hao will definitely not stand by and watch.

Speaking of Huangfu Hao, Rou Rou couldn't help but wonder if he left safely, and whether he would be discovered by others...

Probably not.

Huangfu Hao's martial arts are so good, it is very easy to avoid the guards of the palace.

Thinking of this, Wenrou took a deep breath in her heart and turned her attention back.

Dongfang Aoshi was chatting with the queen mother, let alone paying attention to it, even turning his eyes to look at her felt like a waste of time.

There was a raging flame in Wen Wen's chest, but because of the crowds present, she insisted on holding it back.

"Dongfang Aoshi, you stepped on my skirt, move your foot away..." Gently repeated, trying to keep her voice down.

Dongfang Aoshi continued to talk to the Queen Mother, while admiring the dancer's dance, as if he was deaf, unable to hear the gentle words.

Gentle is really mad!

I can't wait to splash a bowl of hot soup directly on his face!

Gritting his teeth, he repeated the third time, "Dongfang Aoshi, you stepped on my skirt, move your foot away..."

Still no response.

Gentle heard the voice of her nerve breaking in her mind——

Dongfang Aoshi, that bastard!

He had obviously heard it!

But he still pretended to have an expression of not knowing anything, and deliberately tug-of-war with himself here.

Obviously, it seems that I really didn't notice anything.

In fact, he was already overjoyed, right?

You can bully yourself as much as you want!

This scumbag with extremely bad personality!

Gentle gritted her teeth, almost unable to hold back the anger in her heart...

Just when she was about to explode, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly moved her foot away.

Wen Rou was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left immediately.

In the next second, the feeling of dizziness struck.

Before Wenrou had time to understand what happened, she fell into Dongfang Aoshi's arms.

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