"Yes, Prince." The manager only had a look in the eyes of Dongfang Aoshi, and immediately understood what he wanted to say. He ordered the maid to come over with a clean set of clothes and came to Wenrou, "Princess."
"No need, the sleeves are a little wet, no need to change the whole-"
Wenrou was supposed to refuse. Seeing Dongfang Aoshi's whole face was black and Wen Wan, her eyes were like a knife, "swish swish swish swish swish--" and she wanted to slam her.
In an instant, Wenrou changed her mind, "How do you change so many people here?"
Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.
The manager immediately led everyone away, and took the door with him.
Wenwan sat by the bed of Dongfang's arrogant people, without moving.
Gentle glanced at her indifferently and smiled, "Sorry, Princess, I'm not used to changing clothes in front of outsiders. Please go out?"
"Outsider?" Wen Wan was immediately angry when she heard this, "Gentle, you'd better find out your identity. I'm the princess here."
"I didn't say you weren't."
"Since you know, you dare to-"
"Go out." Dongfang Aoshi sternly.
"Prince..."
"roll."
"king--"
Wen Wan still wanted to speak, Dongfang Aoshi looked over with a solemn look, and didn't dare to say anything more, so he stood up and left with tears in his eyes.
When he passed by Wenrou, he deliberately bumped Wenrou and used a voice that only two people could hear, and said harshly, "Gentleu, I have recorded today's account."
A gentle and indifferent smile did not take her warning seriously at all--
This woman is just a paper tiger, she only threatens her mouth and can't actually do anything.
Gentle is not afraid of her at all.
Dongfang Aoshi was lying on the bed..., looking at his dark pupils.
The thick bandage on his body did not affect his momentum at all.
Wenrou was not interested in seeing him playing gloomy here, so she turned around and prepared to go to the screen to change her clothes.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Wenwan standing by the window, protruding her head and looking into her mind.
In Wenro's heart, a urge to revenge suddenly arises.
He paused, turned around and sat down beside Dongfang's arrogant bed.
Dongfang Aoshi saw Wen Wan standing next to the window through the screen, and understood.
He raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and was quite curious about what kind of actions would be next.
To be honest, Wenrou doesn’t want to get close to Dongfang Aoshi at all.
But Wen Wan's attitude is really too arrogant. She does not frustrate her spirit. Wen Rou's heart will be stuck and she can't swallow this breath.
He glanced at the window and gently stuffed his clothes into Dongfang Aoshi's hands.
"Miss Second Miss..." Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and never expected that Wenrou would give her clothes.
He actually wanted to help change his clothes himself—
Is this woman crazy?
"The prince is not so weak that he can't even move his hands, right?" Wenrou said deliberately mockingly.
"What do you think of the second lady?" Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and sat up instantly, leaning against his gentle ear. "Does the second lady need other places to move in my king except for his hands?"
Vague!
Gentle cursed in her heart, but on the surface, she deliberately shy, "Master Jiu, you are so bad, you are hurt, and you still think about these things..."
Wenrou's volume was deliberately raised and became ambiguous. Wen Wan was so angry that she was so angry that she was about to hit the wall.
If it weren't for the manager and the maids, Wen Wan would have rushed in long ago.
Dongfang Aoshi stared straight at Wen Rou, and there was a faint light in his bright eyes.