Xuan Yingluo did not turn her head. Her slender feathers trembled and her eyes were tightly shut. “Do you not understand human language? I’ve already said that I won’t give birth to a son!”
Zhou Yu smiled and hugged her tightly, “Why? Are you saying that I don’t come from a high background? Yes, you’re the high and mighty eldest daughter of the Xuan family. I don’t know how many men you’ve Bewitched, but you’re also infatuated with Gu Yilin. Naturally, you won’t take a fancy to me. Speaking of which, my fate is really similar to that of my father. We’re both attracted by the high and mighty heiress of an aristocratic family. I understand my father now. A heiress of an aristocratic family like you is simply a stunner. No one can refuse you, especially when you’re serving men...”
“Zhou Yu, shut up!”Xuan Yingluo suddenly opened her eyes and glared at him.
