Chapter 1393 You Are My Scorching Sun (155)

In the villa, the lights are bright and magnificent.

There are all kinds of food and red wine on the luxurious long dining table. Zhou Yu sits in the main seat, with Wang Yanran beside him. Wang Qi opposite him smiles attentively, "Mr. Zhou, my father was your grandfather's subordinate back then, just like a family. Now my sister Yanran has already fallen in love with Mr. Zhou. I wonder what Mr. Zhou thinks of my sister. Does she like her or not?"

Wang Yanran's pretty face blushed, and she said coquettishly, "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Yanran looked at Zhou Yu with hope in her eyes.

Zhou Yu's heroic and tough face has no expression. He just glanced at Wang Yanran with his sword-like eyebrows, exuding a bit of evil, "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 with satisfaction.

"Mr. Zhou, today I invite you to be my guest. In addition to the wine and food to entertain you, I have also carefully prepared a surprise." Wang Qi said mysteriously.

Zhou Yu said "Oh" very politely, waiting for Wang Qi's next words.

Wang Qi smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, I met a beautiful woman like a fairy today. I brought her here. Now I will dance for you to cheer you up."

Wang Qi clapped his hands three times, and the bright lights went out at once. A red palace lantern lit up, and a veil was put down, and the melodious and pleasant sound of musical instruments rang in his ears.

Zhou Yu leaned his straight back lazily against the back of the chair, looking unruly, but he was not very interested. Speaking of dancing, his mind instantly emerged from the sword dance of Xuan Yingluo on his 30th birthday in the north.

How could this fairy-like beauty in Wang Qi's mouth compare to Xuan Yingluo's stunning face?

"Mr. Zhou..."

At this time, Wang Yanran called out delicately.

Zhou Yu glanced to the side, and saw Wang Yanran's eyes full of affection, looking at him with rippling spring waves.

Zhou Yu felt amused and curled his thin lips. He was in the north, and there were countless beauties sent from the capital. It was said that the most famous beauty in the capital was none other than Wang Yanran, and all men were fascinated by her. He had been in contact with her for a few days and felt that she was just so-so. She was beautiful, but just a vase. After a long time, she felt that she was flashy and boring.

At this time, accompanied by the pleasant sound of musical instruments, Zhou Yu's sight suddenly broke into a slender and flexible figure.

Because of the gauze blocking, the woman's appearance could not be seen clearly, but the woman was wearing a long skirt with a waist, and her waist was like a willow, which was easy to break. Behind the gauze, it looked more blurred and dreamy.

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

The woman behind began to dance to the music. Different from the sword dance last time, this time Xuan Yingluo danced a charming dance. Her graceful body was like a delicate red rose blooming. As she spun, she was full of beauty and her clothes were like a fairy.

The wine glass in Wang Qi's hand fell on the carpet with a "pop", but he didn't know it at all. He stared at Xuan Yingluo's graceful dance, obviously captivated.

Even Wang Yanran, who was also a woman, took a breath of cold air and looked at the pretty figure behind the veil with amazement.

At this time, something suddenly flew in from behind the veil. It turned out to be... a butterfly with colorful wings.

Where did the butterflies come from in this winter? Xuan Yingluo's stunning dance actually attracted colorful butterflies. It was really amazing.

Everyone was stunned, even the maids in the villa looked over infatuatedly. Later, when people talked about Xuan Yingluo's dance, it was probably only the dance of the eldest daughter of the Xuan family that could freeze time and make the years flow.

A dance reached its climax, and Xuan Yingluo behind the veil spun like the wind. When everyone was holding their breath, Xuan Yingluo suddenly stopped.

All the beautiful dreams came to an abrupt end.

With a snap, the bright lights in the villa were all lit up, returning from dimness to brightness. Before everyone had time to adapt to the light, the veil in front was suddenly lifted, and Xuan Yingluo just broke into everyone's sight.

Zhou Yu gently lifted his handsome eyelids and looked over. Xuan Yingluo was wearing a red gauze dress, which perfectly outlined the most graceful figure of a woman. Three thousand black hairs were scattered on her shoulders like silk. Her beautiful face was more breathtaking than the dance just now.

The colorful butterfly was still resting on her white little hand. Her autumn eyes turned clear and her little hand spread out. The colorful butterfly suddenly turned into a sharp weapon and flew towards Wang Qi at lightning speed.

Wang Qi had already been captured by the sword. When the sword flew over, he barely dodged it and fell down on the carpet in a mess.

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

All this happened too suddenly. The subordinates with quick eyes and hands ran forward, "Master, are you okay? Master, you are injured, you are bleeding!"

Wang Qi reached out to touch his bleeding face and felt a sticky hand. Now his hands and feet are still soft. If the sword in Xuan Yingluo's hand was a little lower, it could have gone straight to the throat, and today would be his death.

It is said that the eldest daughter of the Xuan family dances beautifully. When she was 18 years old, she made her mother Xia Ling feel inferior to her. However, no one has ever seen the eldest daughter of the Xuan family dance. Now that we have seen her, she is not only beautiful but also dreamy and charming, like a charm.

A sharp blade can transform into a butterfly in her various dance moves, bewitching people's minds.

Wang Qi pushed his men away. He was furious. Today, Xuan Yingluo made him lose face and dignity. It was so hateful. He walked forward, raised his palm and slapped Xuan Yingluo's little face, "How dare you tease me? Let me teach you a lesson!"

Xuan Yingluo did not avoid it. Her autumn eyes looked at Wang Qi silently.

Wang Qi stopped his hand. He couldn't slap her. Xuan Yingluo was too beautiful. She was wearing a red dress. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked at you coldly, and her eyes were full of seductive colors.

Wang Qi withdrew his hand. He changed his mind. How could such a beauty be beaten? It was a pity.

Wang Qi hooked his lips, then reached out and hugged Xuan Yingluo's radiant shoulders, pulling her into his arms. He looked at Zhou Yu, "Mr. Zhou, it was just a small accident just now. Let me introduce you formally. This is Xuan Yingluo, the eldest daughter of the Xuan family. She will soon be mine. I will ask the Xuan family and the master for marriage and marry her."

Xuan Yingluo raised the fan-like feather and looked at Zhou Yu on the main seat.

All of a sudden, their eyes met, and she immediately bumped into Zhou Yu's deep black eyes. He was also looking at her, and his black eyes slowly narrowed.