Dongfang Aoshi was teasing Wenwen. He was originally in a good mood. As soon as he heard the three words "Huangfu Hao", his handsome face immediately darkened, as scary as the sea in a storm.
He pinched Gentle's chin hard, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "You'd better not mention that man in front of me."
"I must mention! Huangfu Hao! Huangfu Hao! Huangfu Hao! The one I want to marry is Huangfu Hao, not you, a scumbag - cough!"
Dongfang Aoshi pinched Wen Wenwen's neck.
Gentle's breath got stuck in his throat, almost suffocating him, and his face turned red.
"Let... cough... let go..."
Dongfang Aoshi was unmoved and his eyes were sharp, "Once again, don't mention the words 'Huangfu Hao' in front of this king!"
"Ahem...let me go!"
"Did you hear what I said clearly?"
"Let go...ahem..."
"Answer!" Dongfang Aoshi pressed, his handsome face twisted, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
But Wen Wen just refused to tell the answer he wanted to hear!
"let me go!"
"Don't test my patience!"
"Let go - you scumbag!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Aoshi's anger suddenly burst out, and he pressed Wen Wenwen against the edge of the tub.
"hiss--"
The clothes were torn directly and floated on the water.
Wen Wen didn't expect that Dongfang Aoshi would suddenly act like this, and she was stunned.
"You are sure that Huangfu Hao will still want you after your body has been touched by me?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered, looking condescendingly.
"Let go -" Wen Wen struggled to get up, but he held her down with his palm, pressing her against the tub, breathing rapidly.
Dongfang Aoshi's face darkened, and instead of letting go, he tightened his grip even more.
All the air was squeezed out in an instant, and I was so gentle that I almost died.
His face has begun to turn pale.
But she still gritted her teeth and refused to let go, "I...will never...become your...ahem...concubine..."
Damn woman!
How dare you challenge your temper and patience like this!
Dongfang Aoshi's eyes flashed, and all his anger burst out in an instant!
"Hiss--his--his--"
Harsh sounds kept ringing.
Dongfang Aoshi was tearing at the tender clothes crazily, like a mad beast, without any reason at all!
"What are you doing...cough...Dongfang Aoshi...stop...you lunatic! Pervert! Scumbag!" Wen Wenwen struggled desperately, kicking and scratching, leaving finger marks one after another on Dongfang Aoshi's body.
Dongfang Aoshi looked at her, his eyes dimmed slightly, and his voice was sarcastic and cold, "The second young lady is absolutely right, I am indeed a madman."