Yun Qiao was pinned to the dressing table by Gong Sheng and was leaning against the mirror.
Normally, she didn’t think much of it, but now that the light was dim, it was almost the same as the candlelight in the palace. Instead, she felt that the dressing table was very similar to the one she had in her bedroom in the Yun nation.
The Way Gong Sheng was holding her legs was too embarrassing, so she squirmed uncomfortably.
“Can We... Go Home?”She swallowed her saliva, thinking that the man must have come all the way here to find her tonight.
Gong sheng snorted, “Now you want to Go Home?”
He clicked on the picture taken by the reporter on his phone, “What did you do when you were exposed?”
Yun Qiao stuck out her tongue, “It wasn’t me! It really wasn’t me! If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the video on Shake Something, it’s clear! It’s called... Shake Something?”
