Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "So, it's my fault?"
"I didn't say that." Wen Wen's face was expressionless, trying to appear calm.
Dongfang Aoshi pinched her chin and looked into her eyes, "Are you really nervous because you don't know where to go?"
The dark eyes were a bit darker than usual, and there was a certain light shining deep in the eyes.
Wen Wenwen's chest trembled slightly, and she calmed down desperately, "What else? Do I have any other reasons to be nervous?"
Dongfang Aoshi slightly raised his lower lip, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
The voice, deep——
"Like, assassin?"
Wen Wen's chest shook violently, but she didn't show it, "Master Jiu really loves to joke, why should I be nervous because of an assassin?"
Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, he half-opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.
Her gentle palms were all sweaty, and her heart was beating faster and faster...
Damn it!
Does Dongfang Aoshi really know everything?
It shouldn't be possible.
Dongfang Aoshi's character, if he knew everything, he would not react so calmly.
Wen Wen confided secretly and stabilized her emotions, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"
Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and gently scraped his gentle cheeks with his long fingers, "I didn't realize that the second lady is quite pretty."
"..."
"The second young lady has confused many men with this face?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-heartedly, his jaw tense.
"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Gentle swatted his hand away forcefully.
The slender fingers climbed back onto the gentle face.
This time, I couldn't get rid of it no matter how I took it.
Dongfang Aoshi had cold eyes and said in a deep voice, "Besides Huangfu Hao, who else should I be guarding against?"
Today's assassins don't care about money or profits, they just go straight to him and ask for people.
Name him by name in public and ask him to hand over his tenderness.
Of course, Dongfang Aoshi cannot admit that tenderness is in his own hands.
Wen Ziye's people were always guarding outside the palace, waiting for the news to spread.
How could he not bring it upon himself?
He didn't even bother to look at the assassin.
Dongfang Aoshi's arrogant attitude angered the assassin.
The other party didn't care about anything and rushed over directly.
Courage is great.
Unfortunately, his kung fu fell short and he was quickly caught by Tian Jin.
Dongfang Aoshi went forward to see who was so bold as to commit an assassination on the street.
Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly broke free from the guard's grip and pulled out a soft sword from his waist...
At that time, Dongfang Aoshi reflexively reached out to hold...
This is how the injury on my palm came about.
The injury on the hand is a trivial matter.
What Dongfang Aoshi wants to know is who sent the assassin——
Tian Jin had already put the assassin in prison and tortured him severely.
It's a pity that the other party's mouth is like a clam shell. No matter how tortured he is, he just refuses to reveal any information...
"...What are you saying inexplicably? Take your hand away!" Dongfang Aoshi clearly had something behind his words, Wen Wen wanted to know what he was alluding to.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.
Dongfang Aoshi's long fingers moved up her cheek, sliding down to her collarbone from time to time, the movements were very ambiguous.
Wen Wenwen struggled with itching all over her body, trying to get out of this strange situation.
Unfortunately, there was only so much space in the sedan chair, and Dongfang Aoshi was so powerful that he was no match for him.
After a while, I was out of breath from exhaustion.