亚洲中文字幕第九页

There were no emotions on Zhou Yu’s handsome face. He only lightly pursed his thin lips. “I got it.”

Ah Er said again, “Big Brother, I heard that this tycoon is very lustful. His biggest hobby is to attract all kinds of beauties. Tonight, the tycoon will definitely come for a date. I will send someone to prepare a dance, but I think Xuan Yingluo is very suitable for this leading beauty.”

Zhou Yu said, “She is indeed very charming to all men when she dances.”

“So, this filthy rich man will definitely take a liking to Xuan Yingluo. Big Brother, if you don’t want to deal with Xuan Yingluo, then give Xuan Yingluo to that filthy rich man. As long as she doesn’t become a demon by your side, that’s fine too,”ah er suggested.

Zhou Yu’s handsome eyes narrowed. “Alright, let her lead the dance tonight.”

..

Xuan Yingluo was brought back by Zhou Yu and locked in her room. Zhou Yu had not come to visit her for the past three days, but the servants would deliver the food on time.

Xuan Yingluo sat in her room. She took out a pen and paper and drew little seventh young master on it.

It had been a long time since she had seen little seventh young master. Ever since little seventh young master was born, he had never left her side. She wondered if little seventh young master was crying in the capital. Did he miss his Mommy?

Xuan Yingluo’s eyes were a little red. Very soon, tears fell from her eyes.

She had never been a weak person. After coming to the south, she had suffered all kinds of humiliation. Every day, she would think of a way to survive. She did not dare to let her guard down even for a moment. Now that there was no one around.., xuan Yingluo let down all her guard and allowed her heart to soften like a puddle of water.

She missed him like a tide.

At this moment, a large hand suddenly reached out and snatched away the little seventh young master she had drawn.

Xuan Yingluo quickly raised her head. Zhou Yu’s handsome face was magnified in her line of sight. He was here!

“Why are you crying?”Zhou Yu frowned as she looked at the teardrops on her face.

Xuan Yingluo immediately stood up and carelessly reached out her small hand to wipe away the tears on her face. She went to snatch the painting. “It has nothing to do with you. Return the painting to me.”

“I thought that Minister Xuan had a heart of stone. I didn’t expect that there would be times when you would shed tears. Let Me See who you miss?”Zhou Yu looked at the painting in his hand and raised his sword-like eyebrows, “Is this your son?”

Xuan Yingluo’s heart skipped a beat. A few years ago, she had plotted with Gu Yilin to make him believe that little seventh was not his son. Because of his vigilant and suspicious nature, Xuan Yingluo had deliberately kept Zhou Yu away from little seventh for the past few years, now, she did not expect that little seventh’s portrait would fall into his hands.

“Give the painting back to me!”Xuan Yingluo went to snatch it.

Zhou Yu raised his hand and looked at the small figure carved on the paper again. “Your son looks quite like you.”

“Zhou Yu, this is my son. Is it because you don’t have a son that you’re so interested in someone else’s son? Hurry up and give the painting back to me!”

Zhou Yu reached out and hugged her soft waist, pulling her into his embrace. He slowly narrowed his narrow eyes and said suspiciously, “Your son doesn’t look like Gu Yilin to me either...”

Xuan Yingluo’s head exploded with a bang. She didn’t know if he was suspecting something. As little seventh young master slowly grew up, Zhou Yu’s shadow had already appeared in little seventh young master’s eyes.