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109. No place to vent

Keep drinking and having fun.

This bastard!

If it weren't for the fact that his wife and child were dead, it would have been impossible to be so kind to him!

Wen Wen clenched her fists and held back her temper, "Ninth Prince, could you please take some time out of your busy schedule and listen to what I have to say?"

The wine glass is empty again.

Dongfang proudly raises its hand again.

The maid poured the wine respectfully.

The whole movement was smooth without any pause.

Not only Dongfang Aoshi, but also the maid, treated gentleness as non-existent.

Gentle and furious.

On the surface, he insists on enduring it.

calm.

calm.

Must be calm.

Dongfang Aoshi did it on purpose.

In this case, you must not mess up your own position first.

Once it becomes confusing, there is nothing left to say.

Breathe deeply and gently to soothe your emotions.

Is the East proud of the world and ignoring others?

It doesn't matter.

She can annoy him until he wants to take care of her.

With so many people present at the scene, Wen Wen believed that Dongfang Aoshi would not do what he did that day.

Dongfang Aoshi's wine glass is empty again.

Is it an illusion?

Why do you think Dongfang Aoshi's drinking speed suddenly accelerated?

The maid picked up the wine bottle for the third time.

Wenwen took it with quick eyesight and stepped forward to fill Dongfang Aoshi's glass with wine.

Dongfang Aoshili narrowed his eyes and swept over with a cold gaze.

Wen Wen stood up straight, treating herself as a maid for the time being.

His eyes stayed on Wen Wen for less than a second and then moved away.

Wen Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that Dongfang Aoshi is in a good mood today. Should there be no problem with the princess's affairs in advance?

While pouring the wine, Wen Wen watched Dongfang Aoshi's expression, always ready to mention what happened that day again when the time came.

Dongfang Aoshi was drinking faster and faster.

One cup after another.

Wen Wenwen was busy, running before and after running, and kept busy.

In this way, Dongfang Aoshi will have more opportunities to have physical contact with Gentle——

Sometimes I accidentally touch it with my fingertips.

Sometimes it's the wrist.

Sometimes it's clothes hanging down on Dongfang Aoshi's hands...







Wen Wan looked at it and felt very unhappy. Due to Dongfang Aoshi, she kept enduring it.

The atmosphere is very weird.

After pouring the wine over and over again, Wen Wen finally got tired and exhausted——

I was not sure at the moment and poured it too fast, and the wine overflowed.

Dongfang Aoshi frowned.

"I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you right away." Wen Wenwen took a clean cloth and wiped it for Dongfang Aoshi.

Wen Wan grabbed it with a vicious and sharp look, "You are so clumsy that you can't even pour a glass of wine! Do you think the palace is so idle and has idle people?"

Wenwan is making excuses.

She was jealous of Wen Wan's influence on Dongfang Aoshi. If Dongfang Aoshi hadn't been present, Wen Wan——

On the surface, Dongfang Aoshi didn't seem to have any reaction, enjoying the dancer's dance and being intoxicated.

However, the Wenwan leaning on Dongfang Aoshi clearly understood the change in Dongfang Aoshi's mood.

From the moment Wen Wen stepped into the garden, Dongfang Aoshi's nerves were tense.

All attention is on gentleness.

Every time Gengent comes close, Dongfang Aoshi's muscles will flex...

Wen Wan couldn't accept this fact, but she had no place to vent, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it!

Now, after finally catching Wen Wen's mistake, Wen Wan's anger broke out in an instant.

Wen Wen was too lazy to pay attention to her.

She stepped aside and continued to be a maid, her mind spinning rapidly as to when would be the best time to speak.


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