Chapter 1374 You Are My Blazing Sun (136)

The second brother was stunned. What did Zhou Yu mean by that... He didn't like any of them?

The dancing girls were the most beautiful ones, and they were good girls with clean family backgrounds. They were secretly in love with him, but he was so dull.

The second brother looked down at Zhou Yu who was half lying on the tiger chair. He was holding a wine glass, with a careless and unrestrained posture. His handsome eyes occasionally raised, and he looked indescribably bored and dull.

What should he do?

The third brother was a smart guy. He patted Xuan Yingluo's shoulder and laughed loudly, "Little Four, today is Big Brother's 30th birthday. Why don't you go up and dance for Big Brother?"

Xuan Yingluo was now a woman dressed as a man, a fake boy. The third brother actually asked her to go up and dance?

Xuan Yingluo glanced at the third brother, who blinked wildly, looking flattering and excited.

Xuan Yingluo felt helpless, but a warm current flowed through her heart. She came here on orders, and she had different ideas from the people here, but the second and third brothers and... Zhou Yu all treated her very well. They laughed and joked with her on weekdays, and regarded her as a friend and a relative.

The guests present all looked at Xuan Yingluo. Usually, the eldest brother brought the fourth brother with him, and they were inseparable. Compared with these strong men, the fourth brother was really feminine. Everyone looked at Xuan Yingluo's lips. Her lips were rosy, the kind of bright red color, which was even more beautiful than those girls who danced with lipstick on.

Someone quickly laughed and said, "Fourth Master, the boss treats you so well, which shows that you must have something special. I see that many men are really good at singing and dancing, so can you show us your skills, so that we can know how you bewitched the boss, hahahaha."

These are Zhou Yu's subordinates, and they drank a little more wine. There have been many rumors about Zhou Yu and Xiao Si in private, so now everyone is red-necked and asks Xuan Yingluo to go on stage and watch the show by themselves.

Xuan Yingluo raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Yu on the main seat. Zhou Yu's posture did not change, but his pair of black eyes were also looking at him.

Everyone teased him, but he did not help her out.

If it were usual, he would have scolded everyone long ago. When he brought her back, he knew that she was cold and didn't like to socialize with others.

Now Zhou Yu looked at her with a wine glass, and the corners of his beautiful lips were hooked with a shallow arc. He was originally a handsome man of 30 years old, a lone wolf in the north, and he has reached the current high position and has great power. It can be said that he is quite charming.

Normally, he would help her out, but the last conversation between the two was interrupted because she left in anger. When everyone asked her to dance, his dark eyes were filled with a bit of playfulness and joking.

Her angry look appeared in his mind again. He just hugged her, but she was so angry that he still wanted her to coax her. Zhou Yu's heart moved, and his dark eyes moved around her little face, smiling and looking at her for a while, and he felt a little... improper. The dancing girls blushed and were almost fascinated by such a charming man, but in Xuan Yingluo's view, there were only two words---ruffian.

Xuan Yingluo's face was calm, only her pair of clear and bright eyes were shining. She stood up, "Brother, today is your 30th birthday, how about I dance for you?"

Zhou Yu was teasing her, but he didn't expect her to agree. He raised his thin lips and became interested, "Can you dance?"

Who is Xuan Yingluo's mother, Xia Ling.

Back then, Xia Ling's dance attracted thousands of people. Xuan Yingluo was taught to dance by her mother since she was a child. Her flexible waist was not easily broken, and she could dance any kind of dance.

When Xuan Yingluo was 18 years old, Xia Ling showed a proud look and praised, "Yingluo's dance is enough to charm all the good men in the world."

Xuan Yingluo smiled lightly and said nothing. Although she was a woman, she didn't mean it.

Now she said she wanted to dance, so she couldn't dance a woman's dance. At this time, Xuan Yingluo saw a sword, "Brother, have you seen a sword dance?"

Sword dance?

Xuan Yingluo only took off the heavy outer coat, revealing the clean white clothes inside. The music that was just singing and dancing changed the style. At the beginning, it was a combination of the qin and zheng of the mountains and rivers. Xuan Yingluo stood in the center of the hall at this moment, holding a sword in her white hands, and began to dance.

The hall was so quiet that there was no sound at all, and even a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly. Xuan Yingluo's little face was as white as snow in a white dress. Her body, which had been practicing dancing since childhood, was not slim-fitting in white clothes. It was intentional, but her figure was extremely graceful, especially when she was good at dancing.

Xuan Yingluo danced and spun with the music. The zither slowly walked into the small high point and became a storm. She was seen dancing in the wind, her sleeves tied together, and the woman's charming color perfectly blended with a heroic spirit. Wherever the sword wind pointed, the fragrance was overflowing. For a moment, the splendor was everywhere, and I didn't know whether it was heaven or earth.

The second and third brothers and all the guests in the hall looked at her infatuatedly. They were already captivated by her and forgot to breathe.

Zhou Yu did not move, still half lying on the tiger chair, but the wine glass in his hand had stopped, and his pair of dark eyes fell on Xuan Yingluo, and it was difficult to move away.

Xuan Yingluo was so different from the women in this world.

At this time, the dance ended, the sound of the zither gradually came to an end, and Xuan Yingluo came dancing. With the last note, the sword in her hand also pressed against Zhou Yu's protruding Adam's apple, as if she could cut his throat with a slight move.

There was no emotion on Zhou Yu's handsome and cold features. His sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised. He thought that she really held a grudge. However, after letting her dance, she still dared to point her sword at him and got back at him.

Zhou Yu pinched the tip of the sword with two slender fingers and folded it slightly. Xuan Yingluo felt her palm go numb, and the sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

Xuan Yingluo smiled slightly, "Happy birthday, brother."

She wanted to turn back and sit down, but then a broad hand reached out, grabbed her slender wrist and pulled hard, causing Xuan Yingluo to fall directly into a strong chest.

What hits you is a strange and fierce masculinity of a man, full of force.

Xuan Yingluo raised her eyes, and her watery autumn eyes ran into a pair of ink eyes as deep as the cold abyss. She had already fallen into Zhou Yu's arms.

"Brother, let go."

Zhou Yu didn't let go, he slowly raised his lips, his eyes were so dark that it was impossible to see the bottom. At this moment, Xuan Yingluo felt her small jaw tighten, and it had been pinched by his fingers, and even her watery autumn eyes were sucked. Looking into his dark eyes as deep as a cold pool, he smiled slightly, "Xiaosi, we have been together for so long, and I still don't know your name. How old are you this year?"

Xuan Yingluo Yujie trembled, feeling alert. Did Zhou Yu see through her daughter's body?

But no problem.

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