"Already asleep?"
After returning to the hotel, Lin Zifeng quietly sneaked into the Empress's room, silently and seamlessly opening the door, prowling like a ghostly cat in the dark room.
Looking at the graceful figure quietly lying on the bed, a wicked thought involuntarily rose in Lin Zifeng's heart.
Tonight, the Empress slept rather late; compared to the past few days, this business queen generally stayed up late to work overtime.
Without thinking, Lin Zifeng, like a thief, slowly leaped across the room and quickly approached the woman's bed.
Pulling up the blanket, he cautiously crawled into it.
But, suddenly, the woman's body turned over.
Sssss—
Oh crap!
Lin Zifeng's bladder tightened, nearly wetting himself!
"Luckily, she didn't wake up."
Lin Zifeng's mind was on edge, and his forehead broke out into large beads of sweat.
Damn it, while this is thrilling, the suspense is nerve-wracking!
After adjusting his breath, he constantly comforted himself in his mind.
