Little seventh nodded his head obediently. “I understand, Mommy. You can focus on your work. I Won’t disturb you.”
Xuan Yingluo lovingly patted little seventh’s little head. At this moment, the elevator arrived and the door opened. Xuan Yingluo held little seventh’s little hand and walked in. The elevator door was about to close.
But at this time, a big hand reached out and pushed open the elevator door.
Xuan Yingluo looked up. Zhou Yu’s tall figure entered her sight.
Zhou Yu came!
Why did he come?
Xuan Yingluo instantly forgot to breathe. She quickly reached out and pulled little seventh young master into her arms.
But it was too late. Zhou Yu had already walked in. The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He instantly blocked his way in like a wall. His eyes moved from Xuan Yingluo’s face to little seventh young master’s face, the little handsome face of little seventh young master’s fan was exactly the same as his.
