Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

Deathly silence.

Gentle moved, and suddenly found that one of her legs was hanging on Dongfang Aoshi's waist, and the two bodies were tightly connected.

Gentle's scalp is numb, the hallucination that has finally disappeared seems to be popping up again...

Gentle took a deep breath, gathered strength, and piled hard.

Perhaps it was due to lack of defense, Dongfang Aoshi was pushed away like this, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Rourou didn't even dare to lift her head, she quickly pulled up her clothes, turned around and prepared to escape from here...

I don't know what's going on, but before opening the door, Wen Rou unexpectedly glanced in the direction of the altar.

It was this one glance that made her completely stiffened by someone hitting her with a sap!

On the altar table, not only are the tablets of the former princess and children, but also the tablets of the oriental world!

Wen Wen widened her eyes in shock!

what happened?

Why is there an oriental proud tablet on the altar?

Could it be that Dongfang Aoshi is also dead?

and many more.

If Dongfang Aoshi died, then who is this person in front of him?

What the hell is going on?

what's going on?

Gentle and stiff there, my mind is completely confused...

Suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Rourou just felt another flash in front of her eyes, before she had time to react, her whole body fell into Dongfang Aoshi's hard chest.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her, a hint of disappointment flashed quickly in his dark eyes...

"You...he..." Gentlely and tremblingly pointing at the tablet on the altar, unable to say a complete sentence...

"Surprised?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his thick eyebrows slightly, sneered lowly, with a cold and gloomy expression.

"Why..." The gentle voice was dry, still unable to express the complete meaning.

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lower lip gloomily, said nothing, straightened his clothes, hugged Wenrou by the waist, kicked open the door, and walked out.

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The palace ladies are mighty, clustered in sedan chairs, and headed back to the palace where the East is proud of the world.

The queen mother has left, and the palace has returned to its previous appearance.

The maids were busy coming in and out, and the steward stood guard at the door to welcome them.

The sedan chair stopped, and Dongfang Aoshi came out with tenderness in his arms.

As soon as the steward saw them, he immediately greeted them, "My lord, my concubine, you are tired, go into the house and rest. It's already lunch time, and the subordinates ordered someone to prepare some food."

Dongfang Aoshi nodded and walked in.

Being hugged by Dongfang Aoshi tenderly and numbly, his whole mind was blank.

so shocked...

There is no way to come back to God--

In the Ancestral Temple, not only are there enshrined tablets of the former princess and children, but there are even ones that are proud of the orient!

why?

Isn't Dongfang Aoshi alive and well?

Wen Rou thought all the way, but couldn't think of the reason.

Dongfang Aoshi sat down with her in his arms.

A table of sumptuous food exudes a tempting aroma.

Gentle but without feeling at all, the whole person was as stiff as a statue, until half a bowl of soup was stuffed in his hand.

Wen Rou finally came back to his senses, looked around, "Where is this?"

"The palace."

They have already returned to the palace?

Gentle and long breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next second, several broken images suddenly flashed in my mind, Wen Wen's body froze again, and her face turned pale.