It was not that Zhou Yu had not seen Xuan Yingluo’s unparalleled wisdom, but in terms of skill, she was indeed a little inferior and was not his match.
However, Zhou Yu also did not expect that Xuan Yingluo, who had nowhere else to go, had taken off her goddess’s outer clothes and was actually so wild and fierce, biting him like a little shrew.
Zhou Yu was in pain. His big hand grabbed her beautiful little face and forcefully pushed her into the pillow. “You can’t even get enough of the beating and still want to bite me, right?”
Xuan Yingluo pulled out the pearl hairpin from her hair and forcefully stabbed it into his heart.
She wanted him to die.
Too many people wanted him to die, but no one had succeeded yet.
Zhou Yu directly chopped off the hairpin in her hand. Who would have thought that in the next second, Xuan Yingluo would nimbly turn her body and directly press him down.
Zhou Yu curled his thin lips and sneered, “Get down!”
