The phoenix eyes opened slightly, seeing Su Luo's serious look, Nangong Liuyun seemed sleepy and mumbled a few times: "It's so cold... so cold..."
"Is it cold?" Su Luo became anxious and held Nangong Liuyun's hand, seeing that his hand was really cold and stiff.
"I'll go to the doctor—" Su Luo turned around in a hurry and left.
However, before she left, a slender arm suddenly stretched out from the slanting thorn, grabbing her waist.
As the world was spinning, Su Luo had already fallen to the inside of the bed.
Nangong Liuyun hugged her waist tightly, muttering constantly, "cold... so cold..."
Also with trembling.
It seems that Su Luo is like a warm quilt, and once hugged, she can't let go.
Su Luo kept struggling: "Nangong Liuyun, let me go, I have to find a doctor for you, you won't be able to go on like this."
Su Luo thought of Nangong Liuyun's sudden cardiac arrest in the daytime, and she was instantly frightened and anxious.
However, what responded to her was Nangong Liuyun's tighter and tighter hands.
He held Su Luo tightly in his arms, preventing her from escaping in the slightest.
Thinking of Yuyi Li's instructions during the day, he said that he couldn't make Nangong angry, and he should try his best to meet his requirements.
Thinking of this, Su Luo gave up the struggle: "Okay, if I don't leave, I'll stay with you, but you have to let me see your illness."
What made her feel weird was that Nangong Liuyun's body gradually eased, and her body gradually returned to warmth.
This made Su Luo feel a strange feeling in her heart.
Could it be that... her body still has the ability to cure other diseases? Or, does his body have the function of instantly warming up
I have to say, Miss Su, you are the truth. Only you can cure Nangong's heart disease.
However, Su Luo didn't know.
He was hugged by Nangong Liuyun, his cheeks pressed against his broad and thick chest, and his steady and powerful heartbeat came from his ears.
The two of them remained in this position for a long time.
It was getting dark, Su Luo's awake eyes were half-open and half-closed, and gradually, her vision blurred and she fell into a quagmire-like darkness.
Watching her sleeping, listening to her calm and gentle breathing, in the dark night, Nangong Liuyun suddenly opened those pitch-black eyes.
Caressing her tender white cheeks pitifully, a trace of sweet distress flashed in Nangong Liuyun's eyes: What should he do now? This lie seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
After thinking about it for a long time, Nangong Liuyun could only helplessly shake his head, hug the girl in his arms tightly, resting his chin on her head, pressed against her soft hair, and fell asleep.
Sleeping all night.
A red sun rises in the east, breaking through the darkness of dawn.
The early morning light, with a hint of soft orange light, gives people a feeling of gentle intoxication.
Su Luo opened her eyes and met a pair of beautiful smiling eyes.
Nangong Liuyun was half-supported, lying on his side facing her, facing her with that beautiful smile that charmed all beings.
Seeing this handsome face early in the morning makes people feel better for no reason.
Su Luo sat up and looked at him with a smile: "How is it? Are you feeling better?"
Nangong Liuyun grabbed her with his long arms, held her in his arms, leaned over, and the delicate kiss fell like a gentle drizzle, soft and soft like a goose feather.
"It's so itchy." Su Luo pushed him subconsciously. She was not used to being in close contact with him.
"Then it's not itchy." Nangong Liuyun rolled over and pressed Su Luo under him.
Seeing Su Luo's stunned open red lips—