Therefore, Su Luo looked at the threshold that was only one step away, but could only stand still.
"Come back." Rong Yun's voice sounded hoarse and low, as if he had been drinking.
"Oh." Su Luo obediently ran to him again.
"Kneel down." Rong Yun pointed to the ground.
Kneel down? Su Luo was suddenly shocked.
She Su Luo knelt down and knelt down to kneel to her parents, but she did not have the habit of kneeling to anyone casually.
However, before Su Luo could think about it, Rong Yun shot him an unprecedented cold gaze: "Kneel down!"
Such a fierce master... Su Luo's heart trembled slightly.
"Oh." Su Luo, who was bewildered, knelt obediently in front of the beauty picture.
Is this beauty related to her? Otherwise, why would Master want her to kneel down?
Su Luo wanted to ask, but when she came into contact with the beautiful master's unprecedented cold and stern eyes, she was slightly shocked.
Now is not a good time to ask questions.
Rong Yun's deep gaze penetrated into the depths of Su Luo's heart, but after just one glance, he retracted it and turned to stare at the painting on the wall.
Time passed little by little.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Unknowingly, Su Luo had been kneeling for more than half an hour.
Su Luo kept her kneeling posture upright.
At this time, her eyes were wandering back and forth between the beauty master and the beauty pictures on the wall, with a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.
What happened to Beauty 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.
The legs she was kneeling on were paralyzed. What did the master want?
Only then did Rong Yun come back to his senses.
He seemed to have just seen Su Luo, and his eyes were slightly cold: "You can't kneel down just for a while?"
Su Luo hummed in her heart.
It's not that I can't kneel down, it's mainly that I don't know who to kneel to.
Wouldn't this be a waste of kneeling?
She is not Duan Yu, who would kneel down and kowtow when she sees the fairy sister.
Rong Yun finally sighed slightly: "Get up."
"Oh." Su Luo stood up obediently and rubbed her somewhat numb knees.
"Drink a glass of wine with Master." Rong Yun's voice was faint, with a hint of sadness.
Su Luo's mind was sharp and she noticed that the beautiful master was in a strange mood. She couldn't help but look at the stunningly beautiful portrait again.
Who is this mysterious woman?
Can you influence the beautiful master who is like a god and has no desires to this extent?
"Is she the master's wife?" Su Luo's mouth was faster than her brain and she asked directly.
When the question came out, she subconsciously reacted and asked what was in her heart.
Hearing Su Luo's words, Rong Yun's expression was obviously shocked.
His slender, pitch-black eyes were shining with complex light, staring at Su Luo momentarily.
The beautiful master's eyes are so bright, they are as bright as a sharp blade, piercing the heart of the heart.
It was so bright that almost all the darkness was invisible in front of him.
But this time, his eyes had a strange look.
"Say what you just said again." Rong Yun calmly lowered his head and poured wine for himself.
The 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 in her heart.
However, the master did not dare to disobey her, so Su Luo obediently repeated: "She is the master's wife."
That's right, Su Luo used a declarative tone this time.
Su Luo could vaguely guess a bit of the story because of her sensitivity and delicateness, as well as the fact that she had read too many bloody stories in modern times.