He lifted the mask off his face.
Showing the face that made Su Luo fascinated.
Su Luo had already taken down the Thousand-faced Phantom Mask, because she knew that her impersonation of No. 17 would definitely be exposed.
"Nangong!" Su Luo rushed up, wrapped his arms around his neck, and hung his legs around his thin waist.
Nangong Liuyun lowered his head and covered her soft red lips.
Su Luo responded eagerly.
Countless men in black outside were searching for Su Luo, this little thief, but now Su Luo was fighting to the death with their highest-ranking official, kissing so darkly that he didn't know what year it was.
Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside.
Immediately, there was a knock on the door.
The two passionately kissed people slowly separated from each other.
Pressing his forehead against his forehead, he chuckled lightly.
Nangong Liuyun pointed to the bed behind the screen and motioned Su Luo to go there and stay for a while.
Just as Su Luo was hiding, the door to Nangong Liuyun was quietly opened.
Through the slits on the screen, Su Luo saw a woman in a purple dress dragging the floor step by step.
Su Luo saw her face.
The facial features are exquisite, and the temperament is beautiful. At a glance, you know that you are not subservient to others, but—
"Luoying, you're back?" Yaojia's expression was soft, and his tone was indescribably weak, like a white lotus swaying on the top of the mountain, weak.
Su Luo: "..." There is a deep sense of disobedience, so awkward.
But Lord Yaojia doesn't seem to be acting awkward at all. Her eyes are like sticking to Nangong Liuyun's body, and she is full of admiration in the scorching heat.
Nangong Liuyun folded his hands behind him, the sleeves of the robe covered his graceful waistline, leaving only the indifferent back of Lord Yaojia.
"Luoying—" Yaojia took a few steps forward, she wanted to stand side by side with him, which would make her feel that he really belonged to her.
"You go, or should I go?" Nangong Liuyun didn't move, but his voice was as cold as ice.
As long as there is a little sense of shame, it is time to hide his face and flee.
But Lord Yaojia has been rejected by Nangong Liuyun too many times. She has become accustomed to hearing these words a lot, so—
She said to herself, "Assassins are being captured outside, so I'll come to see you."
"You mean, I'm harboring an assassin?" Nangong Liuyun still didn't look back, but there was already a sneer of disdain in his voice.
He was angry.
Haruka felt his anger.
"Of course I don't mean that. I think it's too noisy outside, so I came here to hide for a while." Lord Yaojia smiled with a good-natured smile, with prayer in his eyes, "If you think I'm too noisy, I If you don't talk, just let me stay by your side for a while, okay?"
If you let the stingy people see this scene, I'm afraid all of them will break their jaws, right
That arrogant, tyrannical and uncompromising future Her Majesty the Queen actually begged a man in such a low voice to let her stay by his side for a while...
Behind the screen, Su Luo's heart was up and down, and his expression was complicated.
She has always known that her Nangong is extraordinary, and she has always known that countless women have lost their lives when they see Nangong.
Because, with a man as stunning as Nangong Liuyun for comparison, how could they still fall in love with others
But she didn't expect that her Nangong was so extraordinary.
Her majesty, the next queen, with such a low eyebrow and a low voice, just wanted to stay by his side for a while.