Then, I started to toss again.

Gentle, sore waist and back pain, no part of the whole body is comfortable, and I can't stand it anymore and I will really die of bed...

But here, we can't help but give Dongfang Aoshi an answer...

what to do?

The atmosphere of getting along with Dongfang Aoshi has finally become more harmonious, and gentle even pointed to Dongfang Aoshi being able to calm down and listen to his own explanation. Therefore, you must speak carefully and must not raise Dongfang Aoshi's anger anymore...

What should I do...

Gentleness was completely stumped.

The manager saw that Wenrou was so entangled, and said, "Prince, you haven't eaten for a day, so eat something first. If you have anything, it's not too late to talk about it after you finish eating."

"Yes, yes! You have been burning for a day and must be very hungry. Eat something first and fill your stomach. If you have anything to do, you will talk about it later." Gentle glanced at the manager gratefully.

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth coldly, but he didn't say anything.

Does this expression mean that he agrees?

Gentle sighed secretly, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and continued to feed Dongfang Aoshi

"It's too far, I'm going to lean over."

Where is it far away?

The body is so close and the arms are close to the arms, so it is a little inconvenient to move!

How else does Dongfang Aoshi want to get close to?

Could it be that it is necessary to sit on his lap to be close?

Gentle rolled her eyes in her heart and complained in her heart.

On the surface, he showed nothing, respectfully, "The Ninth Prince, you are already very close. If you are close, you will not be able to feed you."

Dongfang Aoshi frowned coldly.

The manager immediately stepped forward to translate, "Princess, the princess means that you want to sit on his lap, so it is easier to feed."

“…”

"Why don't you hurry up! Want to starve me to death?"

Wenrou didn't do it immediately and followed the instructions from the manager. Dongfang Aoshi was suddenly unhappy.

This bastard!

When she achieves her goal and leaves the palace, she must throw this person to the ground, step on his face and step off his arrogant expression!

Now, when I have something to ask for, Gentle has temporarily endured it.

He took a secret breath, got up, and sat on Dongfang Aoshi's lap.

"Shim turned around!" Wenrou sat on her legs. Dongfang Aoshi was not angry enough to calm down, but her face turned darker.

He hated Gentle's head was facing him.

"When my face turns, how do I bring you food?" Wenrou was still motionless, not liking to face Dongfang Aoshi so close. Dongfang Aoshi's scorching breathing reminded Wenrou of what he did on himself just now.

everything.

My legs suddenly felt a strange warm feeling...

Damn it!

Could it be that she was forced by Dongfang Aoshi... she was irritated, right?

Gentle felt like she was knocked on by someone, and her mind was buzzing, and it was blank.

The arm was touched.

Gentle and slightly stunned, came to his senses.

"What's wrong?"

The manager winked.

Look gentlely—

Dongfang Aoshi's face was as dark as he had just been picked up from the ink, his black eyes were shining and cold, and he was about to attack.

Wenrou quickly turned around and faced Dongfang Aoshi.

Sit straddle posture.

The strange feeling of legs is even stronger.

Damn it!

What's going on?

What's wrong with her?

Why do you feel this way...
Chapter completed!