Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

In the villa, the lights were bright and resplendent.

On the luxurious long dining table, there were all kinds of delicacies and red wine. Zhou Yu was sitting at the main seat with Wang Yanran beside him. Wang Qi, who was sitting opposite him, said with an attentive smile, “Young Master Zhou, back then, my father was your grandfather’s subordinate. We were like a family. Now, my sister Yanran has already fallen in love with Young Master Zhou. I wonder what Young Master Zhou thinks of my sister. Does he like her or not?”

Wang Yanran’s pretty little face turned red and she pouted. “Brother, don’t talk nonsense.”

As she said that, Wang Yanran looked at Zhou Yu with hope in her eyes.

Zhou Yu’s handsome and handsome face was expressionless. He only raised his straight eyebrows and looked at Wang Yanran. There was a hint of wickedness in his eyes. “Miss Yanran is so gentle and lovely. Of course, I… Like her very much.”

Wang Yanran immediately lowered her face shyly, and Wang Qi laughed in satisfaction.

“Young Master Zhou, I’ve invited you to be my guest today. Apart from the fine wine and delicacies, I’ve also carefully prepared a surprise,”Wang Qi said mysteriously.

Zhou Yu gave him an “Oh”and waited for Wang Qi to continue.

Wang Qi smiled and said, “Young Master Zhou, I met a beauty who is as beautiful as a fairy today. I’ve brought her here, and now I’m going to perform a dance to cheer young master Zhou Up.”

Wang Qi clapped his hands three times, and the bright lights went out in an instant. A red palace lamp was lit, and a piece of gauze was put down. The melodious sound of musical instruments rang in his ears.

Zhou Yu leaned his straight back lazily against the back of the chair, looking wild and unrestrained. However, he was not in high spirits. When he talked about dancing, his mind suddenly recalled that day in the north, his 30th birthday, xuan Yingluo’s dazzling sword dance.

How could this fairy-like beauty that Wang Qi spoke of compare to Xuan Yingluo’s stunning little face?

“Young Master Zhou…”

At this moment, Wang Yanran called out in a delicate voice.

Zhou Yu turned his head and saw Wang Yanran’s eyes filled with love as she looked at him with ripples.

Zhou Yu found it funny and curled his thin lips. He was in the northern lands, and there were countless beauties sent by the capital. It was said that this famous beauty in the capital was none other than this Wang Yanran. All the men were mesmerized by her, after interacting with her for a few days, he felt that this was all there was to it. Beauty was beautiful, but it was just a vase. After a long time, he felt that it was too flashy and boring.

At this moment, along with the melodious sound of musical instruments, a delicate and delicate figure suddenly entered Zhou Yu’s line of sight.

Because of the veil, he could not see the woman’s appearance clearly. However, the woman was wearing a long dress with a waist that wrapped around her waist. Her waist was like a willow that could be easily bent. Behind the veil, she looked even more dreamy and dreamy.

Zhou Yu’s fingers that were playing with the wine glass suddenly paused, and he recognized the person behind him almost instantly.

The woman behind him began to dance gracefully to the music, unlike the sword dance last time. This time, Xuan Yingluo was dancing charmingly. Her graceful body was like a beautiful red rose blooming in full bloom. As she spun, she was shimmering with splendor, her clothes were exquisite.

The wine cup in Wang Qi’s hand fell onto the carpet with a “PA”. However, he was completely unaware. He stared blankly at the graceful dance branches of Xuan Yingluo. Clearly, his heart and soul were captivated.

Even Wang Yanran, who was a woman, sucked in a breath of cold air. She was filled with amazement as she looked at the beautiful figure behind the gauze.

At this moment, something suddenly flew in from behind the gauze. It was actually… a butterfly with colorful wings.

Where did this butterfly come from in winter? Xuan Yingluo’s country-toppling dance attracted a colorful butterfly. It was truly breathtaking.

Everyone was stunned. Even the maids and subordinates in the Villa looked over in a daze. Later on, when people talked about the dance of Xuan Yingluo, only the dance of the Xuan family’s eldest daughter could freeze time and allow time to flow.

The dance reached a high point. Xuan Yingluo spun like the wind behind the gauze. When everyone held their breath, Xuan Yingluo suddenly stopped.

All the beautiful dreams came to an abrupt end.

With a clap, the bright lights in the villa were all lit up, returning from darkness to light. Before everyone could get used to the light, the veil in front of them was suddenly lifted, and the mysterious jade chain entered everyone’s line of sight.

Zhou Yu gently lifted his handsome eyelids and looked over. The mysterious jade chain was wearing a long red veil dress, perfectly outlining the woman’s most graceful and graceful figure. Three thousand silks of black silk were scattered on her lustrous shoulders, her stunningly beautiful little face, which was as white as snow, was even more breathtaking than the dance just now.

The fluttering colorful butterfly was still resting on her small white hands. She turned her clear, watery eyes and spread out her small hands. The colorful butterfly instantly turned into a sharp weapon and flew toward Wang Qi at lightning speed.

Wang Qi’s soul had long been captured. When the sharp blade flew toward him, he barely dodged it and fell onto the carpet in a sorry state.

He felt a sharp pain. It turned out that the sharp blade had cut his face and blood was pouring out.

All of this happened too suddenly. A subordinate who was quick with his eyes and hands ran forward. “Young master, are you okay? Young master, you’re injured. You’re bleeding!”

Wang Qi reached out to touch his bleeding face. He touched the sticky part of his hand. His hands and feet were still soft. If the sharp blade in Xuan Yingluo’s hand had been a little lower, she would have directly cut his throat. Then, today would be the day of his death.

The world was saying that the eldest daughter of the Xuan family was a stunning dancer. When she was 18 years old, her mother, Xia Ling, was ashamed of herself. However, no one had ever seen the eldest daughter of the Xuan family dance. Now that they had seen it, not only was it beautiful, but it was also beautiful, it was even more dreamy, like seduction.

A sharp blade could actually transform into a butterfly in her thousands of postures, bewitching people’s minds.

Wang Qi pushed his subordinate away. He was so embarrassed that he became angry. Today, Xuan Yingluo had made him lose face. It was simply too detestable. He walked forward and raised his palm to slap Xuan Yingluo’s small face, “You dare to tease me? Watch how I Teach You a lesson!”

Xuan Yingluo did not Dodge. Her pair of clear eyes silently looked at Wang Qi.

Wang Qi stopped his hand. He could not slap her no matter how hard he tried. Xuan Yingluo was too beautiful. She was dressed in a beautiful red dress. Her sharp eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked at him coldly, and as she looked at him, there was a hint of soul-stirring color in her eyes.

Wang Qi retracted his hand. He had changed his mind. How could he hit such a beauty? It was such a pity.

Wang Qi curled his lips, then reached out and hugged Xuan Yingluo’s smooth shoulders, pulling her into his embrace. He looked at Zhou Yu, “Young Master Zhou, it was just a small accident. Let me formally introduce you. This is Xuan Yingluo, the eldest daughter of the Xuan family. She will soon be mine. When the time comes, I will ask the Xuan family and the Lord to marry her.”

Xuan Yingluo raised her fan-like feather and looked at Zhou Yu, who was sitting on the main seat.

Suddenly, their eyes met. She immediately met Zhou Yu’s deep ink-black eyes. He was also looking at her, and his ink-black eyes slowly narrowed.