The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 562: Little Abuse and Pleasure 1

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Bei Chenying gave Su Luo one last look, then turned and left.

Su Luo put his hand on the door, struggled several times, but didn't make up his mind.

An impatient voice came from inside: "Put it out!"

Then there was the sound of a rustling china falling to the ground.

Then, the door opened, and a maid came out with a red eye and a red eye, her fingertips were covered with blood.

As the door opened, Su Luo smelled an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

With the open door, Su Luo walked towards him step by step.

At this moment, Nangong Liuyun was lying on the bed, facing inward, only revealing the tough lines of his back.

He didn't look good at all at this point.

He only wore a white shirt, and his body was covered with all kinds of scars. The gauze was randomly wrapped around him, and it seemed that he had not taken care of it carefully.

"If you say don't eat, get out!" Nangong was very impatient in his words, and a pillow slammed into Su Luo's face.

Although it is only a pillow, but he is an eighth-order powerhouse, how amazing is his power

Su Luo turned slightly to one side, and subconsciously slid away from the spirit dance steps, only to escape the catastrophe.

If it was replaced by an ordinary maid, there would already be a corpse on the ground.

Nangong Liuyun did not turn around, but still faced inward, lying with his back to Su Luo.

Su Luo stood there, motionless, looking at his back.

Thinking of this man's actions because of his unintentional mistake, he destroyed the entire Longhu Gate, which the imperial court was afraid of, into slag overnight, and blood flowed into rivers.

Thinking like this, her eyes became subtle and complicated.

After a long time, Nangong Liuyun impatiently turned around because he felt that the people behind him had been silent: "Why haven't you died—"

A word "death" stiffened on the lips of the perfect diamond.

His brows were furrowed, he stared at Su Luo unhappily, and gave her a vicious look: "Who allowed you to come?"

Su Luo pretended not to hear the displeasure in his words, walked over step by step, and finally stood in front of him, staring at him for a moment, but didn't say a word.

Nangong Liuyun's face was not good, and he snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? Jin Wangfu is where you want to come?"

His tone was icy cold, as cold as ice, and at first glance, it made people lose face, and could not wait to hide their faces in tears.

But Su Luo could hear that although he looked fierce, his eyes were not cold.

There is still the smell of spirits left on his body, with a faint smell of blood, which makes people vaguely imagine his ferocity last night.

Thinking of how he would vent his anger in that way, Su Luo felt a little sour in his heart, and turned his face away subconsciously.

Looking at Su Luo, who was standing in front of him, but said nothing, Nangong Liuyun's tone became more and more disgusting: "It's like a wooden pestle, can't even apologize?"

Su Luo's pitch-black star eyes just stared at him quietly, silent, without speaking.

The sun hit his face, adding a dash of vitality to his cold profile profile.

The beauty, which was originally as beautiful as a god, became more vivid because of anger, and it was almost impossible to take one's eyes away.

For a while, both of them were silent, looking at each other.

The world seems to stand still at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Liuyun suddenly stood up and limped over to open the door: "What are you doing here? Hurry up, I don't want to see you now."

Nangong Liuyun's brows were knitted together, his expression was unpleasant, and his eyebrows were even more impatient.

Seeing Su Luo still standing still, Nangong Liuyun became more and more impatient.