In the beginning, Wen Wen was very insistent and refused to compromise.
His expression is quite calm.
But as time went by, the gentle mood obviously began to fluctuate, becoming unable to calm down and becoming irritable.
He looked nervously from left to right, as if there was a ghost coming out of any corner at any moment.
But Dongfang Aoshi still sat expressionless, motionless.
As I watched, time passed by like this, and it was getting closer and closer to night...
Wen Wen finally couldn't hold it back anymore and took the initiative to speak, "Will you leave the palace after finishing this meal?"
Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything, he just raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently.
The deep and dark pupils are endlessly black...
Does Dongfang Aoshi intend to use this attitude to fight with himself to the end?
This damn bastard!
He must have seen that he was afraid of the palace and eager to leave!
That's why you deliberately make things difficult!
Consider him cruel!
Wen Wenwen took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and with her heart pounding, she sat down and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.
Just as he was about to serve the soup, he suddenly felt light and was lifted into his lap by Dongfang Aoshi.
"Second Miss, have you given up?" Dongfang Aoshi came over, leaned into her ear, and blew an ambiguous breath.
Wen Wen turned her body sideways and said, "The soup is almost cold. Eat it quickly."
With that said, he took a spoonful and brought it to Dongfang Aoshi's mouth.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, nor did he open his mouth to drink, but stared straight at Wen Wen.
It wasn't enough to just look at him, he also raised his gentle chin, forcing her to look at him——
It seemed that Wen Wen's face was very calm, as if nothing had happened.
Dongfang Aoshi saw it keenly, and there was clear fear deep in her clear eyes.
"Second Miss, are you scared?" Dongfang Aoshi asked.
Without waiting for Wen Wen's answer, he said again, "Why are you afraid? Have you done something wrong?"
Wen Wen knew what Dongfang Aoshi meant by being guilty—
It was about killing the former princess and her child.
If it were normal, Gentleness would definitely refute.
But now, for Wen Rou, not a second can be wasted.
Wen Wen doesn't have the time or the inclination to argue with Dongfang Aoshi.
She must buy time.
Try to leave the palace before dark.
Dongfang Aoshi looked at her eyes that couldn't hide his emotions at all, and raised his thin lips slightly, "Why don't you speak? Do you want me to kiss you?"
"I just..."
Wen Wenwen spoke, but before she could finish her words, Dongfang Aoshi leaned over and kissed her.
At the same time, he took the bowls and chopsticks from Wen Wen's hands and put them on the table.
It was completely unexpected that Dongfang Aoshi would suddenly make such a move, Wen Wenwen was stunned.
For a long time, I couldn't come back to my senses.
He just stood there stupidly, his lips slightly open.
Dongfang Aoshi's tongue slid in and entangled her deeply.
At the same time, his hands were not idle.
Peeking in from the lapel...
The movements were very gentle, completely different from anything before.
Wen Wenwen was completely stunned.
By the time she came to her senses, all the tofu had been eaten.
"What are you doing?!" Wen Wen suddenly came back to his senses, pressed Dongfang Aoshi's mischievous hand hard, and pulled it out with all his strength.
"I'm hungry." Dongfang Aoshi said slowly.
"I've served you some soup!"
"Soup?" Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the already cold soup with disgust, "I don't eat things that are cold."