He asked if the short marriage between her and Gu Yilin was fake.
Xuan Yingluo felt that there was no need to hide it now, so she nodded. “Okay.”
At this moment, her waist tightened, and Zhou Yu tightened his muscular arms, pressing her into his embrace. His deep narrow eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he even laughed loudly, “I knew you two were faking your marriage. Haha, I was actually deceived by the two of you!”
What was he happy about?
Xuan Yingluo’s two small hands pressed against his muscular chest in an attempt to push him away. Was this person crazy? He even pulled her waist until it hurt.
“Zhou Yu, let go of me. What are you doing?”
“I’m happy. I thought you and Gu Yilin were really husband and wife. Now it seems that he has never touched you. I’m your only man.”
”...”
Why did he speak so bluntly? Even if Gu Yilin didn’t touch her, he was her only man. What did it mean?
