Aiming The Gun At Him
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Xiqing quickly lowered her head and followed the other maids out.
A magnetic voice rang out. "You, stay behind."
Jun Xiqing's heart jumped. She immediately turned sideways and glanced at Lu Yeming, who was standing not far off from her. Those deep, almond-shaped eyes were fixed on her face.
He had ordered her to stay.
By now, the other maids had all left. Jun Xiqing put on a look of fear and respect. "Your Majesty, were you calling for me?"
Lu Yeming had one hand in his pocket. He indicated the cup of coffee with his eyes. "Bring that coffee to me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Jun Xiqing went forward and took up the coffee, delivering it to his side. Taking the coffee, Lu Yeming elegantly took a few sips.
"Your Majesty, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
Lu Yeming raised his brows, giving her a cryptic look. "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Jun Xiqing's eyes flashed.