Wipe your drool

After taking the elevator down to the first floor, Li Ming still hadn’t come up with a good solution. He figured he might as well head to the prison block to take a look.

After all, he hadn’t done a nighttime inspection of the block yet, so he could pass it off as a surprise check. With that thought, he made his way toward the block.

By late night, the prison was dead silent. Apart from the guards on night duty, there was hardly anyone around.

When Li Ming reached the electronic gate outside the block, he suddenly realized he couldn’t get in—the door was remotely controlled by the guards in the surveillance room, with no facial recognition or physical key access.

Clearly, the guard on duty hadn’t noticed him waving at the entrance. At this hour, they were either asleep or simply not assigned to monitor the door.

Stuck outside with no way in, Li Ming was at a loss. After a moment’s thought, he headed back to the office building to check on the surveillance room.

Lin Xi had shown him the surveillance room before, so Li Ming easily found the door and pushed it open. Inside, a guard was fast asleep in her chair. As he approached, he noticed drool trickling from her mouth.

The guard looked young, with delicate features and oversized black-framed glasses, giving off a fresh-out-of-college vibe. She clearly hadn’t been working at the prison for long—her rookie energy was strong.

Gently patting her shoulder, the guard stirred drowsily, mumbling as if sensing someone calling her. When she cracked her eyes open, a man’s figure stood before her. With a dreamy grin, she reached out, thinking it was all part of a dream.

"Not bad," she mused to herself. "Tall, handsome—kinda looks like our hot new warden."

Her hand landed on the man’s backside, and out of habit, she gave it a firm squeeze.

The elasticity—so plump, so real! She practically purred with satisfaction, eyes fluttering shut. Ready to escalate, she thought smugly, "Tonight, you’re mine, and you’re gonna suffer!"

But then Li Ming coughed abruptly, catching her wandering hand just as it crept toward his abs.

If he didn’t stop her now, she’d be descending the "staircase" of his torso, and then—

Annoyed at the interruption, the guard clicked her tongue. "Playing hard to get, huh? Cute." She smirked, ready to bring out her A-game.

As she moved to attack with her other hand, still half-asleep, Li Ming stepped back, dodging her advance.

Her brow twitched in irritation—how dare he evade her? But then, suddenly, she froze.

Why did the surroundings look so much like… the surveillance room?

And why did the man in front of her look so much like… the warden?

Wait…

Rubbing her eyes furiously, she strained to focus. When reality finally sank in, she pinched her thigh hard—just to be sure.

The sharp pain confirmed it: this was no dream.

She shot up from her chair, face burning with humiliation.

"W-Warden! Sir! I’m so sorry! I—I didn’t mean to—!" Her voice cracked as she spiraled into a full-blown apology meltdown.

Amused, Li Ming waved a hand to cut her off.

"Relax, it’s fine. No harm done. But uh… you might wanna wipe your drool first."

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