Wang Qi looked at Wang Yanran. "Tonight I will make Xuan Yingluo my woman. When the Xuan family takes into account her daughter's reputation, they will marry her to me, and we will have the snobbery of the Xuan family."

In fact, Wang Yanran doesn't like Wang Qi's involvement with the xuanyingluo very much. The xuanyingluo is too dazzling and dazzling. But now that it's over, she also thinks it's good to hear Wang Qi say so. First, it destroys the reputation of xuanyingluo and breaks Zhou Yu's thoughts. Second, with the support of the Xuanjia family, the Wang family can go to a higher level.

"Brother, I'll go first."

Wang Yanran left.

……

In a luxury room.

Zhou Yu really didn't go at night. He stayed. He just took a bath. He was wearing a thin White V-Neck Sweater. The man was in a good shape. The thin sweater was casual, with a strong and thin narrow waist under his wide shoulders. A pair of black trousers wrapped his proud long legs. He walked with wind and was very rusty.

Holding a towel in his hand, he casually wiped his wet short hair. Zhou Yu stood tall and legs long in front of the polished window and looked at the cold dew night outside. At this time, he heard a knock at the door. Someone was outside the door.

Zhou Yu answered, "enter."

The door was pushed open and Wang Yanran came in.

Wang Yanran carried a delicate porcelain bowl in her hand, which was a high Soup for Zhou Yu. She looked at the man's soft voice and said, "Zhou Shao, I don't think you eat much dinner, so I specially cooked Cordyceps and black chicken soup for you. Drink some."

Zhou Yu dropped the towel in her hand, glanced at the soup, and then drew an arc of laughter on her thin lips, "why, are you going to mend it for me?"

Wang Yanran looked at the man. He put one hand in his trouser pocket. He had just taken a bath and was covered with fresh water mist. The bright yellow light of the room plated his dazzling light, which made him more heroic and strong.

Now he looked at her with a smile, but he couldn't see any sincerity. The dark pupils were as deep and unpredictable as the cold dew and night outside the window, but the slender eyebrows overflowed with the unspeakable frivolous amorous feelings of mature men, which made people blush.

Sometimes Wang Yanran feels that Zhou Yu is a man like a book. He crosses mountains and mountains and takes life and death, but people will never see the answer to the mystery.

Wang Yanran's beautiful little face turned red. She went in and out of the celebrity circle since she was a child and was easy to deal with all kinds of men. However, since she met Zhou Yu, she was often the side with red face and passive heartbeat. She liked this man very much and her heart secretly promised.

"Zhou Shao, don't talk nonsense. I... don't mean that." Wang Yanran expressed her shame and sweetness incisively and exquisitely.

Zhou Yu had no emotional ups and downs. "Let's put it first. I'll drink it later."

With that, Zhou Yu took his long legs to the sofa and sat down. He brought a game console in his big hand. He began to play games with his eyes down.

This time, Wang Yanran was embarrassed. Why did Zhou Yu ignore her hospitality at night?

Zhou Yu has been like this for so long. A 30-year-old man will not understand her feelings for him, but he is always free and indifferent to her.

Wang Yanran had long heard that Zhou Yu didn't have a woman around him in Beidi these years. When she returned to Beijing these days, she closed her door and didn't see the dignitaries who sent beauties to his house. There were rumors that he had a problem. In fact, Wang Yanran suspected it at the beginning.

However, just now, Zhou Yu sneaked into Xuan Yingluo's room and forced her to kiss her. Wang Yanran looked at Zhou Yu's lips and could imagine how he was shameless to annoy Xuan Yingluo, who was as beautiful as a banished fairy. As long as he thought of this, Wang Yanran felt all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Wang Yanran was unwilling. She didn't want to go out like this, so she came to Zhou Yu, "Zhou Shao, do you also play games?"

Zhou Yu's game is very simple and antique. He himself is a rookie. He doesn't have time to play in Beidi. After returning to Beijing, the third grade gave it to him to pass the time and avoid boredom. However, after playing, he still felt very fun.

"Well, just play."

Zhou Yu didn't lift her eyelids when she spoke, and her focus was on the game in her hand.

Wang Yanran was so angry that she could not even compare with a broken game when she stood in front of him this big night?

Wang Yanran quickly raised her hand and touched her forehead, humming with pain, "Zhou Shao, I seem to be a little... Uncomfortable..."

Zhou Yu raised her handsome eyelids. "What's the matter with you?"

"I don't know, but suddenly dizzy..."

Wang Yanran didn't finish her words, but her body fell soft and fell directly into Zhou Yu's arms.

Zhou Yu looked at the woman who threw herself into her arms and frowned slightly. "Miss Yanran, are you okay? I'll call you a doctor."

"Zhou Shao," Wang Yan blinked a pair of beautiful eyes and looked at Zhou Yu. "Don't call a doctor. I'm dizzy. I'll be fine in a while."

Then Wang Yanran raised her hand and wanted to hold Zhou Yu's neck.

Zhou Yu dodged for a moment. Her tall body suddenly got up from the sofa. Wang Yanran fell directly onto the carpet and was a little embarrassed.

"I'd better call a doctor for you."

Zhou Yu turned and walked to the door.

Wang Yanran was sitting on the carpet in a panic. She looked at Zhou Yu's heroic and straight body bitterly. How could this man not understand her mind? He just didn't take the move.

I think she is a famous beauty in country A. I didn't expect that she would be so cold treated here by Zhou Yu.

Wang Yanran got up, "Zhou Shao, please keep it."

Zhou Yu stopped and then turned back. His deep black eyes fell on Wang Yanran's beautiful little face, slightly picked the sword eyebrow, lazy and careless, "miss Yanran, what's up?"

Wang Yanran stretched out her hand and took off her coat. Inside her was a long black skirt. Now it was winter. The elegant skirt lined her with a particularly delicate and soft warbler language.

Wang Yanran came up to Zhou Yu, "Zhou Shao, can't you really see my heart for you? I like you!"

Wang Yanran rushed over and hugged Zhou Yu's strong and narrow waist.

Zhou Yu stood still. A few seconds later, he raised his hand and clasped Wang Yanran's Yingrun shoulder. His long legs stepped away and approached her step by step.

Wang Yanran retreated passively until her slender back was against the wall. Her sight was dark and Zhou Yu blocked it.

The light here brightens and darkens a man's handsome face. Wang Yanran knows so many men. Zhou Yu is so different. A 30-year-old man has experienced sailing and hidden a story. Under his deep and calm appearance, he has accumulated powerful power and power. His wild nature is difficult to tame, rampant and uninhibited. It's too easy for a woman to move if he can't be man.