Feeling a movement not far away, Su Luo wore a loose robe and walked towards the place where the sound came from.
Turning a wooden board, Su Luo saw a thin figure half-squatting on the ground. There was a stove in front of him, and a pot of fragrant and nourishing white porridge was simmering on the stove.
Nangong Liuyun, who had never washed his hands and made soup, was busy with the work he was doing.
He's good at a lot of things, but maybe he's really not good at cooking, so his hands are a little hectic.
The warm sunlight came in from the window and projected onto him, giving him a hazy and blurred feeling.
Hearing footsteps coming from behind, Nangong Liuyun turned back subconsciously.
Then, Su Luo saw an obvious black mark on that beautiful and fair face.
Su Luo suddenly laughed out loud.
Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo, stood up calmly, threw the lid of the pot up, and said casually, "Are you awake? Then come and cook."
Su Luo walked over, squatted in front of Nangong Liuyun, put his cheeks in his hands, and looked at him with a smile.
"Why?" Second Young Master Nangong glanced at Su Luo angrily.
"Second Master Nangong, so you also wash your hands and make soup? It's really rare." Su Luo looked at the nourishing porridge in front of him, and then at Nangong Liuyun's slightly embarrassed expression.
Nangong Liuyun raised his head and pinched Su Luo's face.
"It hurts." Su Luo pouted.
"It's good to know it hurts, why don't you make fun of it?" Nangong Liuyun raised her head to straighten Su Luo's slightly messy bangs.
Poor Su Luo didn't know that while Nangong Second Young Master's slender fingers turned, he drew three cute little turtles on her forehead and cheeks.
Su Luo didn't know yet, she glared at Nangong Liuyun: "Just making fun of you? You have the ability to take revenge on me~~"
Su Luo turned around and ran as he spoke.
After running for a few words, Su Luo realized that something was wrong, because Nangong Liuyun didn't catch up.
Su Luo felt strange and stopped to look back at Nangong Liuyun.
At this moment, Second Young Master Nangong looked at her and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Luo had a bad premonition.
Nangong Liuyun only looked at her and smiled meaningfully.
Su Luo subconsciously raised her head and wiped it on her face, then looked down and saw the bottom of the pot in one hand.
Su Luo took out the mirror and looked at it, and was immediately furious—
"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo rushed up angrily.
In the quiet morning, in the quiet ruined temple, Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo were fighting, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.
By the end, Su Luo was out of breath, but Nangong Liuyun was not blushing or out of breath.
But from his starry eyes, you can see the overflowing smile.
He had never been so happy during this time.
When Su Luo was out of breath, Nangong Liuyun wrapped her slender arms and pulled Su Luo into her arms.
"Let go!" Su Luo was a little annoyed and a little shy.
"Don't let it go." Second Young Master Nangong's voice was gentle, but with unquestionable determination, "Want me to let go? Don't even think about it!"
"Nangong Liuyun, you are unreasonable!"
"It just doesn't make sense to you." Second Young Master Nangong answered as a matter of course.
"Nangong Liuyun, you rascal!"
"I'm just a rogue to you." Second Young Master Nangong answered smoothly.
Su Luo: "..."
She is helpless!
No matter what she said, Nangong Liuyun took it so smoothly, and his central idea was summed up as: Su Luo, you are the only special treatment that is unique in my life.