Wen Wen frowned and said in a harsh tone, "What are you doing?"
"I haven't eaten for three days." Dongfang Aoshi said, his voice low and hoarse.
Wen Wen's chest was tugged, but on the surface, she said coldly, "What does it have to do with me?"
"princess……"
"I'm not your princess!" Wen Wen waved his hand away forcefully, stood up, and sat in the seat furthest away from Dongfang Aoshi, not wanting to pay attention to him.
Gentle will never forget how decisive Dongfang Aoshi was back then.
I will never forget how miserable she and her children were back then.
She will not forgive Dongfang Aoshi, let alone be with him!
No matter what Dongfang Aoshi did, it was of no use.
"Rou'er." Dongfang Aoshi felt a pain in his chest, got up and followed him.
Wen Wen immediately stood up and left the room.
Dongfang Aoshi sat there stiffly, looking at Wen Wen's walking back, his eyes darkened little by little.
I always thought that if I brought a gentle soul back from the underworld, the old grudges between them would be cleared up and things would develop in a good direction.
However, now, Dongfang Aoshi felt that Wen Wenwen was slowly leaving his world, getting further and further away from him, reaching a place that he could not touch...
But I think about it too.
He has done such cruel things before.
How could Gentle forgive himself casually?
After clenching his fists, Dongfang Aoshi stood up, took his cloak, and came to Wen Wenwen's side.
"It's cold outside, don't stay here all the time." Dongfang Aoshi said, gently putting the cloak on her body.
Wen Wen retreated and ducked into the rockery aside, still unwilling to pay attention to him.
Dongfang Aoshi couldn't let her run around alone and follow her.
Wenwen walked into the middle of two rockeries, and the space was not big.
After Dongfang Aoshi entered, it was completely filled up, and it was difficult to even turn around.
Gentleness is like this, trapped between the rockery and Dongfang Aoshi's hard chest.
The two of them were very close.
She could even feel the air exhaled by Dongfang Aoshi blowing in her hair.
"What do you want to do again?" Wen Wen asked expressionlessly, her tone as cold as her face.
"Rou'er, what should I do? Will you forgive me?" Dongfang Aoshi leaned down, pressed his forehead against hers, and looked straight into her eyes with his deep black eyes.
Gentle wants to avoid it.
But the space is too small, there is no place to hide.
She could only express her rejection to Dongfang Aoshi with a straight face and a cold expression.
"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi came over and wanted to kiss her.
Wenwen sternly tilted her head and avoided it.
Dongfang Aoshi's kiss fell on her neck.
"You don't have to do anything!" He said softly and cruelly, "No matter what the Ninth Prince does, it has no meaning to me. What has happened has already happened, and it can be written off without atonement or compensation."
Every time Gentle said a word, Dongfang's proud eyes darkened a little.
By the time she finished speaking all her words, Dongfang Aoshi's eyes had become as dark as ink and could hardly reflect anything.
Looking at it tenderly, I felt soft-hearted for a moment.
But when I think of Dongfang Aoshi's past ruthlessness and cruelty, the way she and her children were treated...
My heart suddenly hardened again.
She will no longer believe in Dongfang Aoshi, nor will she be soft-hearted to Dongfang Aoshi's show of weakness——
Because, all these are masks worn by Dongfang Aoshi.
Believing easily will only make her pay a heavy price!