So, Su Luo looked at the threshold which was only one step away, but could only stand there.
"Come back." Rong Yun's voice sounded hoarse and low, as if he had been drinking.
"Oh." Su Luo ran to him obediently again.
"Kneel down." Rong Yun pointed to the ground.
Kneel down? Su Luo was suddenly shocked.
She, Su Luo, kneels and licks the dust and kneels to her parents, but she does not have the habit of kneeling to anyone casually.
However, before Su Luo could think, Rong Yun shot her an unprecedented cold gaze: "Kneel down!"
What a fierce master... Su Luo's heart trembled slightly.
"Oh." Su Luo, with a confused look on her face, knelt down obediently in front of the picture of the beauty.
Is this beauty related to her? Otherwise, why did the master ask her to kneel?
Su Luo wanted to ask, but when she met the unprecedented cold and fierce eyes of her beautiful master, she was slightly startled.
Now is not a good time to ask questions.
Rong Yun's deep gaze penetrated deep into Su Luo's heart, but he retracted it after just one glance and turned to stare at the painting on the wall.
Time passes by little by little.
The night is getting deeper.
Before she knew it, Su Luo had been kneeling for more than half an hour.
Su Luo maintained a kneeling posture with her arms folded and her back straight.
At this moment, her gaze moved back and forth between her beautiful master and the picture of the beauty on the wall, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
What's going on with the beautiful master?
He asked her to kneel down but ignored her and just stared at the painting on the wall.
She admitted that the beauty in the painting was unparalleled in the world, but it was just a painting...
"Master..." Su Luo yawned and interrupted.
Her legs were numb from kneeling. What on earth did the master want?
Rong Yun finally came back to his senses.
He seemed to have just seen Su Luo, his eyes slightly frowned: "You can't kneel anymore in just a moment?"
Su Luo hummed inwardly.
It’s not that I can’t kneel, it’s mainly because I don’t know to whom I should kneel.
Wouldn't that be kneeling in vain?
She is not Duan Yu, who kneels down and kowtows when she sees the Fairy Sister.
Rong Yun finally sighed softly and said, "Get up."
"Oh." Su Luo stood up obediently and rubbed her numb knees.
"Have a drink with Master." Rong Yun's voice was faint, with a hint of melancholy.
Su Luo was sharp-minded and noticed that her beautiful master was in a strange mood. She couldn't help but look at the stunningly beautiful portrait again.
Who is this mysterious woman?
How could the beautiful master, who was as selfless as a deity, be influenced to this extent?
"Is she my master's wife?" Su Luo spoke faster than she thought, and asked directly.
After she asked the question, she subconsciously realized that she had asked what was in her heart.
Hearing Su Luo's words, Rong Yun's expression was obviously shocked.
His pair of slender, dark eyes flashed with complex light as he stared at Su Luo without blinking.
The beautiful master's eyes were so bright, as bright as a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts.
Almost all darkness in front of him is exposed.
But this time, there was a strange look in his eyes.
"Say what you just said again." Rong Yun lowered his head and poured himself a glass of wine calmly.
A slender white hand held the jade pot, and the sake was poured into the amber cup. A faint aroma of wine filled the small study.
Could it be that Master didn't hear clearly just now? Su Luo was a little confused.
However, she dared not disobey her master's order, so Su Luo repeated it again obediently: "She is the master's wife."
That’s right, this time Su Luo used a declarative tone.
With her sensitivity and delicacy, and having seen so many melodramatic stories in modern times, Su Luo vaguely guessed a little bit of the story.
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