Put your legs away.

Men are just bad bones!

Only by threatening ones are willing to surrender.

The teapot paused onto the table and walked over gently and briskly.

When passing by Dongfang Aoshi, a force suddenly rushed over and grabbed his gentle wrist.

Wenrou was stunned and turned her head.

Before I could see clearly what was going on, I was pulled to my thigh.

The aura of the East is exclusively pride, and you surround her tightly like a spider web.

Tender struggle.

Helplessly, his strength is not as strong as the Dongfang Aoshishi, and he is tightly held and unable to move.

"Let go! What are you pulling me to do?"

Dongfang Aoshi held her hand, frowned with thick eyebrows, "Maintain the business."

"What are the instructions of the prince?" The manager appeared immediately.

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at Wenrou.

The manager immediately understood and turned around and went out.

When I came back, I had more potions and gauze on my hands.

The two maids followed in, cleaned up the painting table, removed all the things, and wiped the water on the table...

After confirming that the desktop is clean, the manager will put down the things.

He looked at it softly, but he didn't react for a moment. What are they doing?

Hasn’t Dongfang Aoshi’s injuries been treated?

What else do they do with these things?

After finishing the things, the manager led the maid away.

Gentle but inexplicable expression, and he didn't come back to his senses.

"Look down." Dongfang Aoshi's low voice rang in his ears.

Gentle and came back to his senses, his face full of defense, "What are you doing?"

Dongfang Aoshi frowned and his face suddenly pulled down.
Chapter completed!