Two bodyguards dragged the person on the bed right out.
The woman, clad in sheer fabric, knelt on the ground, her excellent figure evident beneath the thin material, enough to make any normal man's blood surge.
Having been force-fed a potent drug, her body was burning up, her exposed skin turning a rosy red. She was drenched in sweat, her wet hair sticking to her alluring face.
As she opened her bleary eyes and saw Long Xiliang, she tried to throw herself onto his lap.
The two bodyguards immediately pinned her to the ground, pressing her hands firmly against her back. The woman struggled in pain, crying out and panting, her breasts squeezed out from beneath her as she writhed.
"Sir, she's the maid responsible for cleaning the rooms," one of the bodyguards said.
This maid had been in charge of cleaning the rooms for several years and came in as usual today. None of the bodyguards at the checkpoints noticed anything unusual about her.
