She was too lazy to pay attention to this perversion.
The more I ignored him, the more he kicked his nose and raised his eyes.
"Speak!" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was cold and his expression was ugly.
As the Ninth Prince of the Suzaku Kingdom, Dongfang was accustomed to being arrogant and noble, and no one dared to look down upon him like this.
The gentle and contemptuous attitude undoubtedly poured a bucket of oil on Dongfang Aoshi's raging anger.
Suddenly tightened his hands!
Wen Wenwen frowned in pain, her whole body felt cold, her jaw was about to be crushed, and she could even hear her bones moving.
"pain……"
Patting gently and hard, trying to break free.
Helpless, Dongfang Aoshi's hands were like pliers, tightly holding her.
No matter how gentle you scratch, you just can't get away...
"Let go... you scum..." Wen Wen gasped, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her face was as white as if all the blood had been drained from her body.
Everyone in the room bowed their heads and were terrified. No one dared to speak out, fearing that Dongfang Aoshi's anger would burn onto them.
The imperial doctor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was holding the silk thread, neither advancing nor retreating.
The room was dead silent.
Dongfang Aoshi pinched Gentle's jaw with such force that even an adult man would be so painful that he would kneel down and beg for mercy, let alone Gentle who was suffering from a high fever?
Wen Wen was trembling all over and was speechless...
"If it hurts, just ask for mercy." Dongfang Aoshi's thin lips curled up cruelly, he couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to see the expression of gentle begging for mercy.
Unfortunately, Dongfang Aoshi was disappointed.
Tenderness is painful to death, but she purses her lips stubbornly, refusing to beg for mercy.
Tenderness hurts.
The jaw seemed to be broken.
But how could it be possible for Dongfang Aoshi to beg for mercy?
Compared to being kidnapped and tortured by Dongfang Aoshi, this little pain is nothing.
This scum wants her to beg for mercy?
There are no doors!
Wenwen raised her lips and sneered contemptuously.
This move of hers undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
Dongfang Aoshi's anger broke out in an instant, and he pinched Wen Wenwen's neck fiercely, his eyes bloodthirsty, "The limit of my tolerance is limited, you'd better not make me angry."
"Strangle me to death if you can!" Wen Wen was provocative, thinking that no matter how scumbag or cruel Dongfang Aoshi was, he would not be jealous of the Wen family and really kill him.
Gentleness is wrong.
Dongfang Aoshi was so angry that he couldn't listen to anything. How could he possibly think of whom to taboo?
The hand on his neck suddenly tightened.
Wen Wen didn't expect that he would really take action. Her breath was stuck and she couldn't breathe.
She struggled hard, grabbing finger marks one after another on Dongfang Aoshi's arms, and kicked her feet fiercely...
Dongfang Aoshi was not affected at all and locked his palms tightly.
"Let go...Dongfang Aoshi..." Wen Wen tried desperately to pry his hand away, but her voice was intermittent and became quieter, "You lunatic..."
"Don't you want to die? I will help you!" Dongfang Aoshi continued to tighten her neck, his eyes were blood red, and he had already lost his mind.
The gentle struggle gradually weakened.
She couldn't breathe at all.
Due to the lack of oxygen in the brain, he began to become comatose and his vision became blurred.
"Help..." Wen Wen asked the maid for help, her voice so soft that even she could hardly hear it.
No one dared to save her.
The maids in the room all had their heads lowered, turning a blind eye to everything in front of them.
"Help..." The gentle voice became weaker and weaker.