Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

It was said that when little seventh young master was just born, he was a small ball of glutinous rice, very similar to Xuan Yingluo. However, these four years had passed, and little seventh young master was almost the same every day, zhou Yu’s shadow gradually appeared in his long eyes, and it was becoming more and more similar.

Xuan Yingluo had always been afraid that little seventh young master would become a miniature version of Zhou Yu. This way, when Zhou Yu saw little seventh young master, he would suspect that this was his son’s. At that time, he would not be able to hide anything.

Xuan Yingluo pounced over and snatched away the drawing paper. “Who my son looks like has nothing to do with you. Why are you thinking about someone else’s son? If you have the ability, go and give birth yourself.”

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch her palm-sized face. He chuckled softly and said, “I only mentioned your son once. Why Are You So Nervous?”

Xuan Yingluo’s heart was thumping loudly. The man beside her was very alert. He was like a wild beast in the forest. As long as he smelled something, he would be able to detect it. The two of them continued to pursue this topic, her excessive reaction would arouse his suspicion. She did not know if he was already suspicious of something. She only knew that she had to end this topic.

Xuan Yingluo turned her head and looked up at him with her seductive eyes, “Zhou Yu, I say, you have quite a number of women, right? Why Don’t you have any sons? I think you’ve done too many bad things or you’re too old to give birth. You Can’t even give birth to a son.”

Zhou Yu was so angry that she frowned and said, “Xuan Yingluo, are you mocking me for not being able to give birth to a son?”

“That’s right. If you have the ability, give birth to one for me to see.”

Zhou Yu directly carried her on his shoulder and walked to the bedside and threw her in. “Alright, I’ll give birth to a son for you to see!”

He kneeled down on one knee and stretched out his hand to pull at Xuan Yingluo’s clothes.

Xuan Yingluo quickly struggled. “What are you doing, Zhou Yu? Let Go of me!”

Zhou Yu held her slender wrists and pressed them directly on the top of his head. His thin lips licked his dry thin lips as he said with a mischievous smile, “Xuan Yingluo, I remember that you’re still my wife, right? Back then, I could have married you openly and welcomed you into the house in a palanquin. Don’t you think it’s too much to give birth to a son for me?”

Xuan Yingluo snorted coldly, “Now that you think that I am your wife, why didn’t you think of me when I threw me into the camp? Men can lose their lives, but their wives will never let other men get their hands on her. Yet, you directly rewarded me to someone else, and now you still have the face to ask me to give you a son?”

“Who told you to be disobedient? You are a very bad woman. As long as I show no mercy, you can pounce on me and bite me.”

Xuan Yingluo straightened up and took a deep bite of his muscular arm.

Zhou Yu frowned in pain. She was really biting. Her teeth had already bitten into his flesh, and the blood on his body was seeping out.

This heartless woman!

Zhou Yu pinched her delicate cheeks and forced her to let go. “You like to bite people so much, huh?”

His rough thumb caressed her bright red lips.

Xuan Yingluo was completely venting her anger, but now she regretted it because Zhou Yu had already gone to bed and was kneeling by the bed. He looked down at her with his burning eyes, as if he was staring at his delicious prey.

“Shameless pervert, let go of me!”Xuan Yingluo pushed his big hand away, not letting him touch her.