Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

At this moment, a group of people appeared outside the door. The person in front was a tall and handsome figure. The tip of that person’s shiny leather shoes paused, and his pair of deep and narrow eyes looked inside.

Today was Xuan Yingluo’s birthday. She did not wear the usual plain color, but a red cardigan. The red color made her beautiful little face look a little more magnificent. She was holding a small ball of sticky rice in her arms, her slender white fingers pressed together, making a sincere wish.

Zhou Yu stopped and looked at her with interest.

After Xuan Yingluo made her wish, everyone smiled and said, “Yingluo, quickly blow out the candles.”

Xuan Yingluo blew out the candles.

At this moment, little seventh young master used his fingers to stick a piece of cake onto Xuan Yingluo’s lips playfully. “Mommy, eat the cake.”

Everyone laughed.

At this moment, Xuan Yingluo felt a burning gaze on her. She looked up and immediately saw Zhou Yu by the door.

Zhou Yu was wearing a black windbreaker. His hands were in his pockets and he was looking at her.

Xuan Ying, Xia Ling, and Zhao Zhenglin both saw Zhou Yu. The warmth in the room was instantly broken, revealing a hint of wariness and smoke.

Zhou Yu did not seem to notice this. He came uninvited and took the initiative to walk in. “Minister Xuan, so today is your birthday. Happy Birthday.”

Xuan Yingluo’s heart tightened when she saw him. It was not because she was afraid of him, but because she was holding little seven in her arms. This father and son pair met unexpectedly.

Xuan Yingluo quickly stood up. “Hello, Northern King. Thank you for your blessing.”

Zhou Yu raised his heroic eyebrows. “There’s no need to be so polite. Everyone, sit down. Aren’t we going to eat the birthday cake?”

Zhou Yu found a sofa and sat down.

Xuan Yingluo was speechless. She had never seen a man with such a thick face. He knew that no one here welcomed him. They were even enemies even though they were on different sides. He treated her birthday party as his own territory, he sat down by himself and did not forget to greet everyone.

But he was already sitting there. was he going to chase him away?

Xuan Yingluo returned to normal. She took something to cut the cake and prepared to eat it. She treated him like air.

“Yingluo, is there cream on your hands?”Zhao Zhenglin quickly took a tissue and pulled Xuan Yingluo’s hand to help her wipe the cream.

Xuan Yingluo had yet to pull her hand back when she heard Zhou Yu’s deep and magnetic voice with a faint smile, “Young Master Zhao is so gentle and considerate. Looks like Minister Xuan’s Peach Blossom has bloomed. Little Seventh Young Master is going to have a stepfather.”

Little seventh young master was stunned. He raised his pink little face and looked at his mommy. “Mommy, what do you mean by stepfather?”

Xuan Yingluo furrowed her brows and turned her head to glare at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu looked at her eyes that were lively because of her anger. They lacked a bit of fairy-like aura, but they also had the charm of a little woman.

Zhou Yu had always known that he was a layman. He liked Xuan Yingluo’s beautiful little face very much, but now that he looked at her, his heart was moved.

Zhou Yu’s gaze lingered on Xuan Yingluo’s body. It was very straightforward and wanton. Xuan Ying came forward and said, “Northern King, today is Yingluo’s birthday. I wonder if there’s anything you need?”

“There’s nothing. Since it’s Minister Xuan’s birthday, Why don’t you ask for a piece of cake? Minister Xuan shouldn’t be so stingy as to not give it to me, right?”

Xuan Ying wanted to say something, but Xuan Yingluo had already cut a piece of cake and passed it to Zhou Yu. “Northern King, Please.”

Zhou Yu did not reach out to receive it. “I don’t think I’m welcome here. Why don’t I Leave?”

Zhou Yu walked out.

Xuan Ying said angrily, “What does this Zhou Yu Mean? Everyone knows that he has a pretty name. He has many beautiful concubines in the mansion and he accepts all the beautiful women that others give him. I didn’t expect him to look at my two daughters. How despicable!”

Xia Ling looked thoughtfully at Zhou Yu’s figure and then picked up young master Xiao Qi. “Today is Yingluo’s birthday. Everyone, don’t talk too much.”

Zhao zhenglin came to Xuan Yingluo’s side. “Yingluo, I see that the northern king is still outside. I’ll go and talk to him.”

“No need. I’ll go and tell him.”Xuan Yingluo walked out.

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Xuan Yingluo came to the corridor and handed the cake in her hand to the handsome man in front of her. “Do you want to eat it?”

Zhou Yu turned his head to look at her and his thin lips curled into a sarcastic arc. “Why? You just came back from my place last night, and you already hooked up with a newcomer today? I heard that the Xuan and Zhao families want to join hands to deal with me?”

His news came really quickly. His ears and eyes were everywhere, and nothing could be hidden from him.

“Since the northern king doesn’t want to eat, then I’ll go back.”Xuan Yue Luo turned around and left.

However, Zhou Yu reached out and hugged her slender waist, trapping her in his embrace. “Although you just went to my place last night, I miss you now. Why don’t...”

“Zhou Yu, don’t do anything rash. My family is inside!”

Zhou Yu pushed her against the wall. “We have to let them guess that you’re my woman. If that’s the case, who would dare to marry you? Who would dare to Steal My Woman?”

Zhou Yu reached out and tugged at her clothes.

Xuan Yingluo knew that this man was evil, but she did not expect him to be so evil and unscrupulous. She struggled twice but to no avail. Instead, her resistance aroused his desire to conquer her.

Xuan Yingluo quickly said, “Zhou Yu, you hurt me. Let Me Go, Please.”

Zhou Yu’s fingers paused. “What did you just say, Beg Me?”

Xuan Yingluo had never begged him before.

These few days, Xuan Yingluo had been thinking about what her mother had said, so now she took the initiative to plead for mercy to test him, “Zhou Yu, today is my birthday. My parents and my son are inside. Don’t humiliate me like this. I have nothing to do with Zhao Zhenglin, so don’t let your imagination run wild.”

Zhou Yu frowned. His narrow eyes were so deep that they could not see the bottom. He stared straight at her.

Xuan Yingluo handed the cake to him. “It’s my 25th birthday. Are you sure you don’t want to eat it?”

Zhou Yu’s lips curled into an ambiguous smile. He looked at her playfully. “Yes, but I want you to feed me.”

How could Xuan Yingluo not know that this man’s thoughts were so deep that they were terrifying? He was already suspicious when she suddenly expressed her goodwill. Now, he was looking at her as if he was watching a show.

Xuan Yingluo used her finger to pick up a piece of cake and directly wiped it on his lips. “Okay, I’ll feed you.”

Zhou Yu’s expression darkened, and he reached out to grab her.

Xuan Yingluo let out an “AH”and turned around to run.

However, she was quickly hugged tightly by Zhou Yu from behind. His breath sprayed into her ears, and he had a smile on his face. “What are you playing with me, HM?”

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