Zhou Yu looked at her and slowly narrowed her dangerous eyes.
At this moment, Xuan Yingluo was still in Wang Qi’s arms. She did not struggle, but her clear eyes looked at Zhou Yu who was sitting on the main seat. Zhou Yu’s eyes were painted like jade, like two small abysses, they could suck a person’s soul.
Zhou Yu looked at her beautiful little face, then reached out to take out a cigarette and put it on his thin lips. Wang Yanran, who was beside him, was quite smart. She took out a lighter and took the initiative to light the cigarette for Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu took a puff of the cigarette and slowly exhaled it. His handsome face looked unfathomable in the smoke. He laughed in a low voice, “Isn’t this the newly appointed Minister Xuan? Wang Qi, aren’t you afraid of getting into trouble for kidnapping Minister Xuan Like This?”
