Chapter 1487: Midnight

empty, lifted up and gently rubbed Zhao Qinglan's soft, smooth cheek with the back of his palm.The subtle touch allowed Li Chen to easily feel the delicate skin of the woman beneath him. What kind of...er and lotus seeds, a serving of braised lion's head meatballs, and a pot of eight-treasure soup. This is the midday meal fit for the prince of the mighty Qin empire.Although these dishes look exquisi...