1172 Lying on His Bed

Ah Xiao fell into Lu Yeming's embrace. She could get drunk on his masculine scent permeating her nose.

"Young Master," she called out in a soft voice. Her eyes were bright and watery.

Lu Yeming lowered his handsome face to look at the pretty face in his embrace. His lips curved upwards slowly.

Devilish, lustful.

…

Jun Xiqing was still in her room. She took out a piece of paper and drew out the outline of the entire West Palace.

Big Brother was currently being held in the underground jail and was going to be executed by shooting tomorrow. She needed Lu Yeming's fingerprint to access the underground jail. She couldn't go in without it.

She had to see Big Brother in the underground jail before he was executed tomorrow.

At the same time, she was afraid that it was going to be a trap.

How was she going to get his fingerprint?

His hands had to touch her body.