Ah Wu’s gaze looked at her veil, “I heard that the former Minister Xuan was the number one beauty, and there were countless courtiers under your skirt. But now you seem to have been disfigured. Why are you still so confident? Don’t tell me that the scar on Your Face Is Gone?”
Ah Wu raised his hand to remove the veil on her face.
Xuan Yingluo extended her hand to block him. Her seductive eyes looked up, overflowing with the charm of a seductive woman. “What are you doing? Don’t Touch Me!”
Xuan Yingluo was no longer a young girl who was ignorant of worldly affairs. She had followed Zhou Yu for a long time and understood everything that should be understood. Now, she was like a red rose with dewdrops on it, inadvertently revealing the charm of a woman, it was soul-stealing.
Ah Wu’s gaze deepened. He did not force her. Instead, he retracted his hand. “Alright, in order to prove my innocence, I can let you see it. However, you can see it. Stretch out your hand and unbuckle my belt.”
