"Tell me or not?" The tenth-order powerhouse, who seemed like a god, forced Su Luo to explain.
"What?" Su Luo coughed weakly.
"Say that I belong to you." Our Royal Highness King Jin didn't blushed or panted, his expression was majestic and solemn, as if he was talking about military affairs.
"Cough cough cough." Su Luo was choked.
"Tell me or not?" Nangong Liuyun was aggressive, as if he would not finish the matter if he didn't say anything.
Su Luo shied away from here, and Li Yaoyao, who was watching, was trembling with jealousy, and those eyes staring at Su Luo almost burst into flames.
Also a woman!
She knew the third senior brother much earlier than Su Luo!
But!
Her third senior brother, who used to be coquettish, evil, strong, domineering, indifferent, and heartless, wanted to obliterate her, but forced that slut Su Luo to say: He belongs to her!
Does he still have the strength of a strong man? Do you have any royal nobility? Is there a bit of man's dignity
This is so, so angry that Li Yaoyao is about to faint.
If it was her, she would say nothing, and a hundred would be willing.
But Su Luo is a bitch, she is still hypocritical, she still wants to refuse and welcome, and she still doesn't want to agree.
Oh my God, the next lightning strikes this hypocritical bitch to death.
Li Yaoyao was madly jealous.
But how could she be jealous? All the attention of the man she likes is on Su Luo, and she doesn't even bother to look at her Li Yaoyao.
Su Luo couldn't help being entangled by Nangong Liuyun's rogue appearance, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, okay, you are mine, can you now?"
"Then you are mine too!" Nangong Liuyun said angrily.
God, where is that His Royal Highness King Jin who looks like a god? Clearly a fool in love.
Su Luo gracefully held her forehead and nodded, "Okay, I'm yours too."
"Yeah! That's good." Nangong Liuyun spoiled Su Luo's hair like a puppy.
Su Luo was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Just as the two were talking, the turntable on the wall finally stopped.
"Oh my God!" Seeing the numbers on the turntable, Li Yaoyao felt her head froze for a while.
"It's actually... Seventy-five?" Su Luo looked back in a daze, and looked at Nangong Liuyun.
"This score is not bad." Nangong Liuyun nodded.
"It's more than good, it's very good, okay?" Su Luo gave him a blank look.
The group of Luo Haochen and Luo Dieyi just now had only 40 points. Now Beichen and the others are almost doubled.
Li Yaoyao stared angrily at the turntable, wishing to stare out a hole in the turntable.
I can't wait to burn that fractional value and burn it up.
Because Li Yaoyao thinks that everyone is generally very low, the data of Beichen's group is completely beyond her expectations.
"It's your turn." Nangong Liuyun was slender and tall like a pine tree, and he glanced at Situ Ming coldly.
Situ Ming nodded, turned around and went to pull Li Yaoyao.
Li Yaoyao seemed to remember something, with a weird sneer on her face: "I'm not feeling well, I need to rest for a while!"
After speaking, Li Yaoyao turned around and wanted to leave.
Nangong Liuyun frowned slightly, obviously a little unhappy.
A sneer sneered at the corner of Su Luo's mouth.
Li Yaoyao did everything she could to stop them from breaking through.
She wanted to be ranked fourth, and her purpose was obvious.
Now she says that she doesn't feel well and doesn't want to leave, and her intentions are obvious.
Because, to cross this white jade bridge, they only have one day.