Soon, he will be drunk.

Now, it's just a matter of time.

He bit his lip gently, thought for a few seconds, and filled the glass with wine.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her steadily, his eyes were extremely deep and dark, and there was no end to them.

Deep in the heart of the eyes, there is a faint light and shadow beating.

The emotions are so abundant, it seems like I want to say something.

The thin lips have been moving slightly...

But in the end, nothing was said.

He grabbed Gentle's chin and forced her to drink the wine poured into a glass.

Then, he leaned forward and kissed me——

He struggled softly and subconsciously, his body twisting violently.

In the chaos, his eyes met Dongfang Aoshi——

His thick eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his black pupils were covered with a layer of gray, as if he was undergoing a violent and painful struggle...

For a moment, tenderness was suddenly captured in his eyes, unable to move.

She has never seen Dongfang Aoshi showing such a fragile expression...

In my impression, Dongfang Aoshi is strong and in control of everything——

Sure enough, are you drunk?

In a daze, Dongfang Aoshi used the same method again and drank several glasses of wine.

The movements became more and more shaky.

It takes gentleness to keep from falling.

Wen Wenwen had to support him and hold the wine glass at the same time, and she was so tired that she was sweating profusely.

It should be... almost done, right?

Wen Wen looked down at Dongfang Aoshi and asked, "Dongfang Aoshi, do you want to lie down and rest?"

"Second Miss, accompany me?" Dongfang Aoshi said in a low voice, his hot breath blowing on her neck.

Gentle's whole body was stiff, and her cheeks were hot and bright red.

He put the wine glass away and put it on the table. He half dragged and half tugged it gently, and he was so tired that he was sweating all over. Finally, he finally put Dongfang Aoshi to rest——

Dongfang Aoshi was lying there, his eyebrows furrowed and his handsome face flushed, as if he was suffering from something.

A devil like him who wants wind to get wind and rain to get rain can also have painful things?

Gentleness is really incomprehensible.

Somehow, looking at his painful look, Wen Wen suddenly softened her heart.

He twisted the towel and wiped Dongfang Aoshi briefly, trying to make him less uncomfortable.

After wiping, put the towel back...

The moment she got out of bed, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Wen Wen was shocked and dropped the towel.

Looking back, Dongfang Aoshi was looking at him——

His face was red, and his black eyes were as blurry as if they were covered with dust.

"Are you okay? Don't you mean... you want to vomit?" Dongfang Aoshi was lying inside. If he really vomited, the bed would definitely be soiled.

Wen Wen doesn't want to be busy in the middle of the night.

He used all his strength to help Dongfang Aoshi stand up, "You go sit over there first, and I'll ask the steward to make a cup of sobering tea."

He said that he would help Dongfang Aoshi to continue.

But Dongfang Aoshi grabbed her hand, turned her over, and pressed Wen Wenwen down again.

Wen Wen was made dizzy by his movements.

When he came back to his senses, he found Dongfang Aoshi's dark eyes staring closely at him.

The body pressed against hers.

Wen Wen frowned and pushed, but didn't move at all.

The next second, Dongfang Aoshi grabbed his hands and pressed them on both sides of his body.

The bright black eyes stared closely at tenderness.

Wen Wen's scalp was numb when he looked at her, and her voice was dry, "Your Majesty...are you sober?"
Chapter completed!