The man hunched over the desk wore a stern expression, his brows knit so tightly they formed deep furrows, a stark contrast to the tender and fiercely restrained intimacy of the previous night.
Jing Luo barefooted and with a mischievous glint in his eye, sauntered over to the table and picked up a piece of testimony at random. "Well, looking at this fellow's statement, he's clearly small fry. He probably can't even touch the hem of Chancellor Su's people!"
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.
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