The two of them just stood on their own sides, silent.
Fifteen minutes passed.
"Knock knock knock..."
The steward knocked on the door and came in, followed by several maids.
Everyone has dishes in their hands.
The steward directed the maid to put the things down.
A table full of dishes, puffed with white mist, full of color, flavor and aroma.
Soon, the whole room was filled with fragrance.
Looking at it tenderly, but frowning——
What does stewardship mean?
Didn’t you tell me to send the steward to Dongfang Aoshi’s room?
Why do you still bring things to her?
The steward served the soup to Dongfang Aoshi, as if gentleness was non-existent in the air——
As long as Dongfang Aoshi is around, the stewards will automatically ignore tenderness.
Wen Wen is actually very used to this kind of situation.
But this time, she no longer planned to remain silent.
"I'm going to rest." Gentleness broke the silence.
Dongfang Aoshi turned a deaf ear and drank the soup slowly.
What does this person want?
The eviction order has already been issued, how can he still have the nerve to remain silent?
When did Dongfang Aoshi become so thick-skinned?
Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's calm and composed appearance, Wen Wenfei felt angry in her heart.
He went over and snatched Dongfang Aoshi's job, slammed it on the table, and prepared to drive him away.
The moment she stretched out her hand, Dongfang Aoshi quickly grabbed her back, and with a gentle pull, Wen Wenwen fell onto his lap.
A strong masculine aura surrounded her, covering her whole body.
Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.
The steward understood immediately and led the maid back.
Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips lightly, lowered his head, buried it in her neck, and sniffed lightly.
She didn't expect Dongfang Aoshi to behave like this at all, and Wen Wenwen was stunned for a moment.
After a long time, he finally reacted and began to struggle, "Let me go!"
Dongfang was proud of the world and hugged her tightly, as if she wanted to embed tenderness into her body.
The hot lips moved against the gentle neck, slowly moving to hold her earlobe.
Wen Wenwen was shocked hard, and her whole body froze, and she began to tremble involuntarily——
That's her most sensitive place.
Dongfang Aoshi, the bastard, knew his situation very well, so he did this deliberately.
He gritted his teeth gently, pushed hard, resisted, scratched and bit... trying to stop Dongfang Aoshi's movements.
But he seemed to be frozen, no matter how gentle he pushed, bit, or grabbed, he couldn't break free.
His jaw was clasped tightly and he was kissed wildly.
Dongfang Aoshi's kiss is like fire, melting everything.
Gentleness cannot resist or reject at all, it can only be endured...
At first, Wen Wenwen kept grabbing and kicking him... and tried his best to resist.
However, there is no way to shake Dongfang Aoshi.
His body exuded an extremely terrifying temperature, burning everything.
Slowly, the gentle resistance movements became smaller.
The body, more honestly than the brain, begins to respond—
Gentle's heart was filled with hatred for the things Dongfang Aoshi had done in the past.
But she sadly discovered that her body had long been accustomed to Dongfang Aoshi's touch——
In her previous life, she was married to the prince when she was fifteen years old. She slept with this man every day. Her body had long been accustomed to him, and she only knew and responded to him...
No matter what happened in the meantime, there is no way to change this fact...