Zhuo Junyue's hand, circling her waist, asked teasingly, "Little niece, you do know what your uncle expects from you, don't you?"
At this moment, the power finally got restored, and the room was illuminated once again.
Looking at his handsome face, Su Ningyan couldn't contain herself, "Uncle, did you have many girlfriends in the past?"
Zhuo Junyue did not respond. After all, he was a 28-year-old man who was still a virgin.
It was a challenging subject to bring up.
It wasn't that there weren't any women around him; he was always surrounded by various kinds of women.
However, Zhuo Junyue was fastidious. He just wasn't into them.
Those women were only after the status of the young mistress of the Zhuo Family.
Perhaps it was because he was blind now, this little thing somehow appealed to him.
He once questioned whether he had a problem in that regard, but he realized he didn't.
