In that instant, the sparks of electricity were extinguished, and the entire study returned to darkness.
However, the evening wind blew against the curtains, and the bright moonlight from outside shone in faintly, casting a gentle halo over the darkness of the room.
Zhou Yu looked at Xuan Yue and was momentarily absent-minded. His ink-black eyes were also captivated by her peerlessly beautiful appearance.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The subordinates outside heard the commotion and quickly ran over. “Boss, fourth master, what happened?”
Xuan Yingluo’s cold eyes looked at Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu stared at her and slowly curved his thin lips. He was willful and devilish, as if he was very satisfied with the delicacies that had fallen into his trap. His smile was fishy, “It’s alright. The lamp is broken. Get Someone to fix it tomorrow.”
“Yes.”
The subordinate outside the door retreated.
“What’s Your Name?”
Zhou Yu looked at her and asked.
