Nangong Liuyun just stared at Su Luo with deep eyes.
Su Luo could only wave his hand and say, "Let's talk about it tonight... Now see Bei Chenying and them first."
Seeing that Nangong Liuyun was unmoved, Su Luo added another sentence: "Because I was in a hurry to find you just now, I got separated from them, and I don't know if they were in danger in the thorns."
Su Luo's worries were not without reason.
Bei Chenying and the others are unfamiliar with the place where they live, and they don't know anything about the thorns.
Nangong Liuyun frowned.
He flicked his fingers, and soon there was a slight noise outside the door.
Nangong Liuyun gave an order, and the man disappeared without a trace.
"Relax now?" Nangong Liuyun's face was not good.
Su Luo smiled and sat down beside him, Shui Ling looked at him seriously and looked at him carefully.
"What are you looking at?" Nangong Liuyun's voice was deliberately stiff.
Su Luo's soft hands stroked Nangong Liuyun's beautiful face.
His fingertips rubbed against his skin like a creamy jade.
Su Luo's eyes filled with pity, and she said distressedly, "My Nangong has lost weight..."
Nangong Liuyun was originally full of anger, but after hearing this sentence, the anger subsided unconsciously.
"Then how are you going to compensate me?" Nangong Liuyun stared straight at her.
Su Luo smiled in his heart.
This man, he never speaks directly when he has something to say.
"I will cook for you myself?" Su Luo looked at him, not missing the slightest emotion on his face.
Sure enough, in the next second, a smug smile flashed in his eyes, who was still stern.
But he hid it very well.
It just flashed past his eyes, if it wasn't for Su Luo's attention, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
So, Su Luo went down and cooked for him himself.
When Su Luo left, Nangong Liuyun's face froze for a moment.
The face that was originally bright and clean as jade was clean and flawless, and there were tiny beads of sweat.
He lay on his back on the soft couch, his face pale and bloodless, his fists clenched tightly beside him.
Such a beautiful face, now wrinkled tightly because of pain.
Just now, because of Su Luo, he appeared as if nothing happened and he was harmless.
But as soon as Su Luo left, the suppressed pain in the wound erupted in an instant, ruthless, violent and violent.
As powerful as Nangong Liuyun, he almost fainted from the pain.
His thin body lying on the soft couch trembled slightly because he was forcibly suppressed.
The whip wound that Her Majesty the Queen inflicted on him has not healed until now.
What's more, the battle with a large group of people like the Demon Race just now caused the wound to burst.
At this moment, Su Luo had no idea that Nangong Liuyun's injury was so serious.
In the kitchen, there is a fragrant smell soon.
Simple seven-color golden chicken porridge.
It is fragrant and glutinous, and it melts in the mouth, making people move their index fingers at a glance.
Su Luo prepared four more simple side dishes.
Although the four side dishes looked simple, it took Su Luo a lot of effort to make.
When Su Luo excitedly returned to the original hall with the tray, he found that Nangong Liuyun was not there.
The hall is very large, at least five thousand square meters.
There are also many rooms.
Su Luo shouted and searched.
It's not that she doesn't use the Black Communication Jue, but the coverage area of the Black Communication Jue did not reach here.