But Su Luo didn't expect that Nangong Liuyun's luck would be so bad, to fall ill in front of such a crucial match and such a formidable opponent!
"Time is up."
On the stage, Dongfang Xuan stared at Nangong Liuyun defiantly.
The corners of Nangong Liuyun's red lips twitched carelessly, and his eyes were like luminous pearls in the black sea, revealing a dazzling brilliance.
He looked at Su Luo with firmness and no regrets.
"Girl." Nangong Liuyun's chin was sharp and firm, with a perfect curvature, his eyes were like bright stars, and he stared at Su Luo earnestly, "Wait for me to come back, eh?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Su Luo smiled brightly, hugged Nangong Liuyun's neck, stood on tiptoe, and left a kiss on his cheek.
The red lips touched the cold skin, and Su Luo's heart jumped suddenly.
But at this time, Nangong Liuyun had resolutely pushed her away and strode up the stage.
Su Luo's thinking was very fast, and he seemed to understand something between the lights and flint, but at this time, Nangong Liuyun had already stepped on the stage and smiled at Su Luo. This smile captivated all beings and captured the girl's heart, but Su Luo His expression was anxious.
what to do! Su Luo was in a hurry and turned around in circles.
Zi Yan walked over, pulled Su Luo back, pressed her on the chair, and asked seriously and concerned: "What happened? Why is it so urgent?"
Bei Chenying also came up: "Don't worry, don't worry, Nangong will definitely be able to defeat Dongfang Xuan."
Su Luo cried and said his doubts: "I suspect that Nangong's leg is ill."
"What?!" Bei Chenying gasped for a moment.
He knew that Nangong would get sick in the middle of the month.
Back then, the little Nangong Liuyun tied himself up in pain, and squatted under the table with his teeth gritted. When the elders found him, he had already fainted from pain. The ground was full of water stains. Sweat dripped from his body, and his whole body was wet as if he had been fished out of water.
But even though it hurt like this, he didn't say a word, didn't cry at all, even though his lower lip had been bitten to fester, and even though they were in the next room, he didn't notice any sound.
After that time, Bei Chenying was completely convinced by Nangong Liuyun.
That year, Nangong Liuyun was only eight years old.
Such a little boy, a little Zhengtai, who is carved with pink and jade, can be so cruel to himself, and little Beichen will follow his ass directly afterward.
Now when Bei Chenying heard that Nangong Liuyun was ill, his face turned pale.
"It's not even the middle of the month!" Bei Chenying gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, but the anxiety in her voice was very obvious.
"How could it be... today?" Zi Yan stomped her feet in a hurry.
"Did you read it wrong?" Bei Chenying stared at Su Luo, her beautiful eyes more serious than ever.
Because Nangong Liuyun on the stage was tall and straight, with elegant robes, and there was no weak feeling of illness.
"I hope I'm wrong." Su Luo bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Even so, she was still uneasy in her heart.
Her sixth sense has always been accurate and her perception of danger has always been accurate. She has a strong premonition that something will happen to Nangong Liuyun on stage.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun and Dongfang Xuan stood opposite each other on the stage.
The corner of Dongfang Xuan's mouth evoked a provocative sneer, and his voice was as cold as from a ghost prison: "Third Junior Brother, long time no see."