Chapter 952

"Tut Tut, you really care about Wang Yu." ChiYan's voice came from Wang Yu's mind with a trace of jealousy.

To tell the truth, Wang Yu's performance today really impressed them.

No matter what the owner's sudden visit to them or Wang Yu's decision to become a sacrifice to him, they all came too soon.

"So, have you figured it out?"

Xin Yue spoke solemnly to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu didn't dodge either. He replied directly, "well, it's decided. I don't need to wait until tomorrow morning. I'll go and talk to him now."

As he spoke, he had already stood up, finally smiled at Xinyue, then decided to turn around and ran in the direction of the owner.

Time doesn't wait. Now that Wang Yu has thought about it, he will go back and finish it as soon as possible, and then set foot on returning to Wutian city.

"Young Xia Wang, you're here soon."

Before Wang Yu walked into the room of he Jiazhu, he heard the voice of he Jiazhu from inside.

"Oh, it's still waiting for us."

The Dragon candle snorted. Wang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly and looked deeply into the room.

"Light dust, it's not cool soon. Distinguished guest, childe Wang, please come in."

Then, the owner of the he family made another sound and wore it out to Wang Yu. Wang Yu picked his eyebrows. It turned out that Qingchen came here and hasn't left yet?

Having reached the gate of the yard, Wang Yu was not in a hurry to enter. The corners of his mouth gently lifted up. Now directly in front of the gate, he was quietly waiting for light dust to appear in his realization.

What was different in peacetime was that Qingchen completely bowed down this time. He didn't even take a look at Wang Yu's face. He was respectful all the way. After approaching Wang Yu, he said:

"Young Xia Wang, please follow me."

"What's the matter with the child? Why is his attitude so big?"

Xiaohun couldn't help saying such words. Wang Yu frowned at him and didn't raise his feet.

"Hum. It's probably brainwashed by the owner."

Long Zhu disdained to open his mouth. From the beginning, he thought something was wrong with the young man.

Wang Yu was also skeptical, and nine times out of ten he told he Jiazhu about his relationship with Xin Yue.

But when he had not consumed all his mental strength before, thanks to him, he was able to recover quickly.

It seems contradictory, but if you count it carefully, there is no way to explain it clearly.

Wang Yu glanced at him again and chatted. His confusion was suppressed and he walked into the room.

Xinyue didn't show up at all. She was alone in the room waiting for Wang Yu's return.

"Little Lord."

Outside her room, there was an urgent cry.

Xinyue frowned, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes, but she didn't make a sound, and the expression on her face became a little unhappy.

"Little Lord, please go and have a look. We really can't live without you."

The people outside the door seemed not to worry about being found by others. They had begun to shout to Xin Yue inside.

Xin Yue's eyebrows wrinkled more and more tightly, and she also whispered to the air in front of her, "listen to the wind."

It was as if a gust of wind had really blown in the air, but half a breath, a black figure appeared in front of Xinyue.

"Lord, what can I do for you?"

He knelt on the ground and opened his mouth respectfully. If Wang Yu or Qingchen were here, he would feel that listening to the wind at this time was more cold and heartless than what they had seen before.

"You go and get rid of the people outside."

Xin Yue closed her eyes tired and let her body lean against the back of her back. Her face was also full of fatigue.

At this time, listening to the wind is like his name. A word "yes" is still floating in the air. The whole person wants to be outside in an instant like a gust of wind.

There was no sound. After half a column of incense, he returned to Xinyue like the wind.

"In a few days, I'm going to Wutian city with brother Yu. You should know what to do."

Xinyue didn't open her eyes and opened her mouth blandly.

Hearing this sentence, the expression on Feng's face paused. Then he wanted to say something, but he wanted to stop talking. Finally, he just promised softly, and then disappeared.

After a long time, the sky finally turned black, but no one came in and no one turned on the light.

Xinyue was alone, quietly closing her eyes and leaning back on the chair, as if she were asleep.

"Xin Yue, why don't you let the servant light up so late?"

Wang Yufeng's voice came, Xin Yue's eyes also opened in an instant, and the clear eyes also twinkled with charming light in the dark night.

"Are you back?"

Full of joy, he didn't get up, but just stretched out an action, and then a flame was burning on the candlestick in front of him.

Wang Yu just pushed the door in. Seeing this performance, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Xin Yue is getting more and more powerful now.

As a man, even often called big brother, he doesn't feel inferior, but is really happy for her.