In my impression, Su Luo had never been so diligent as now.
Nangong Liuyun swallowed triumphantly.
Seeing Su Luo scooping another spoon and handing it over, Nangong Liuyun wrinkled every day and stared at Su Luo like that.
Su Luo just remembered.
She said angrily to Nangong Liuyun, "You really care."
After speaking, she took a small sip, "The temperature is moderate, so it won't burn you."
After he finished speaking, he fed the spoonful of porridge to Nangong Liuyun's lips.
Nangong Liuyun took the spoon in his mouth and chewed it slowly.
Su Luo asked speechlessly, "After I tried it, it was delicious like this?"
"It's very sweet." Nangong Liuyun was extremely proud.
Su Luo was also speechless.
Nangong Liuyun was staring at the next porridge, so every spoonful of Su Luo had to be tried.
"How long does it take? Do you need a bite to try? Isn't the temperature of each bite the same?"
Su Luo asked angrily.
Nangong Liuyun retorted confidently: "Is it the same when you step into the same river one second before and one second at the same time?"
"That river is flowing." Su Luo said.
"My porridge is also flowing." Nangong Liuyun was triumphant.
But what the porridge loses is the temperature.
Su Luo was actually choked by the rebuttal, and she patted her head.
I don't know why, staying with Nangong Liuyun made her completely stupid.
After finally taking a bath and feeding the porridge, Su Luo thought it was over.
Who would have thought that Nangong Liuyun was still unreliable, so Fei pulled her to sit outside in the sun, and even asked Su Luo to speak to him.
"I want to hear what you have to say too, you can tell me." Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
Nangong Liuyun ended the game with three words. He said, "I'm hurt."
Su Luo almost rolled his eyes.
Now that you know you're hurt? What a fork in the past, in the wave of his hand, so many demons were beaten up and down by him.
He was so strong before, but now so weak, Su Luo was also drunk.
But she really wanted to have a good talk with Nangong Liuyun.
Two people have always been together less often, and even if they are together, it is dangerous, and they can't even talk well.
So, this evening.
Under the sunset.
Su Luo's head rested on Nangong Liuyun's knee, against his thigh.
Nangong Liuyun gently stroked Su Luo's hair.
The two were chattering away.
Most of the time, it was Su Luo who spoke, and Nangong Liuyun looked at her tenderly, with the kind of doting only in her eyes.
So quiet, so warm.
The afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.
The years are quiet.
Time seems to stop at this moment.
In this languid atmosphere, Su Luo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep on Nangong Liuyun's lap.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun suddenly frowned.
As soon as he waved his hand, the shadow in the darkness stopped.
Nangong Liuyun gently hugged Su Luo, as if hugging the most precious treasure in the world.
He carefully carried Su Luo onto the bed in the middle.
In this big bed, he slept.
Placing Su Luo on the bed, Nangong Liuyun looked at her sweet sleeping face, and the corner of her mouth also evoked a small smile.
He gently placed a kiss on Su Luo's bright and clean forehead, and finally took a deep look at her before leaving reluctantly.
Just set up a barrier in the room, and no sound from outside can be transmitted.
After leaving this room, Nangong Liuyun's original gentleness disappeared in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, it was the familiar, strong, domineering and ruthless Lord Luo Ying.