Chapter 135
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"Wanqing, do you like it?"
The youth held up Shen Wanqing's hand and placed it gently on his warm body.
The skin under her fingers was smooth and alluring.
Shen Wanqing nodded. "I like it!"
"Then … compared to someone else's, who likes it more?"
"Yours," Shen Wanqing answered without hesitation.
The gentle youth's smile deepened and he gently stroked her waist. "Jinyan likes it too."
"Are you tired from going out to settle some matters?" Gu Jinyan asked gently.
"I'm fine." Shen Wanqing shook her head.
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Wanqing could feel the youth's grip on her waist tighten.
Without waiting for her to think carefully, Gu Jinyan gently pushed her in front of him with his hand around her waist.
Their breaths were close.
The youth was handsome and his skin was as fair as jade.
He rested his forehead against hers and his expression was bewitching.
He murmured, "Since that's the case, let's do something else."
"Huh?"
…
…
The night passed.
That person woke up in a daze and got up to open the door. Coincidentally, the guards in the residence were in the midst of training.
The two groups of people stared at each other in bewilderment.
That person touched the back of his head. "Haha … What … What a coincidence. Good morning, good morning …"
Xia Sheng paused in his sword practice and looked at him coldly. "Who are you?"
"Erm … Erm …" That person stuttered.
Xia Sheng's gaze turned cold as he sized that person up. Seeing that he was dressed in black, he became alert.
He held his sword tightly and pointed it at that person. "Men, catch him. He's an assassin!"
Hearing this, that person panicked. "Hey, hey, hey … Wait, this is a misunderstanding!"
The next second, he was surrounded by more than ten guards.
The person who was surrounded twitched his mouth. "You've really misunderstood!"
He looked at Xia Sheng sincerely. "I'm really not an assassin."
"You came to the Prime Minister's residence in black and you're still saying that you're not an assassin?" Xia Sheng snorted, obviously not believing that person's words.
That person scratched his ears and cheeks and felt like crying. "But I'm really not an assassin!"
He was just an assassin who was paid to do business. Not only did he fail to complete his business and was beaten up, but he was also caught as a witness for no reason.
Now, he was being treated as an assassin. What was going on!
Where are you? If you don't come and save me, I'm going to die.
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