Su Luo didn't even have to look, she could actually feel that her Nangong was standing opposite her.
The young national teacher originally put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely up the steps, his expression was cold and unattainable.
But when he raised his eyes and saw Su Luo, his expression suddenly became very strange.
He looked at Su Luo, then at Nangong Liuyun who was dressed as a follower after Yi Rong, and then at Su Luo again, his eyes turned around, his eyes were full of interest.
"Yo, you are Su Luo?" The young national teacher originally had a cold and alienated look, who refused to be a thousand miles away, but now his expression suddenly became rich. He approached Su Luo, and the originally indifferent eyes instantly became With a high air: "You really are Su Luo? Right? I guessed it right?"
Su Luo looked at this transcendent, god-like young national teacher with some doubts.
Is this really a young national teacher? Or is she wrong
Su Luo said these words without knowing it.
Uncle Nangong's eyes glittered: "Why am I not a Junior National Teacher? Why am I not a Junior National Teacher? Of course I am a Junior National Teacher!"
Su Luo looked at him puzzled, but what she didn't say was, why is the young national teacher... not the same as imagined
The young national teacher smiled and approached Su Luo: "Hey, little girl, do you miss someone? Hey, do you want the national teacher to help you? Hey, come and beg me, come and beg me~"
Su Luo looked at the young national teacher speechlessly.
The young national teacher was still chattering: "Hurry up and beg, come and beg me~"
The young national teacher who was as cold as an iceberg male god just a moment ago turned into a funny boy at this moment, and winked at Su Luo, his peach blossom eyes twinkling.
Su Luo was completely speechless, and looked at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun helplessly spread his hands... When he first saw the funny attributes of the Junior National Teacher, it took him a while to get used to it.
Su Luo waved his hand at the young national teacher: "I'm sorry, I've got the wrong person~"
While waving, Su Luo walked up to the jade steps of Chongyun Hall while carrying her skirt.
The young national teacher looked very hurt, and followed Su Luo step by step: "Hey, little girl, why are you walking so fast? What do you mean by admitting the wrong person? You did not admit the wrong person! I am really the young national teacher, if false Guaranteed to change, the old man is innocent, believe it or not, I can really change that person out-"
The young national teacher patted his chest for assurance while chattering non-stop.
At this moment, Eunuch Gao from Chongyun Hall came out quickly, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Master National Teacher, you are finally here! And Miss Su! You are finally here too! Your Majesty can keep urging you!"
Eunuch Gao rushed down with a flattering smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a gesture.
When the young national teacher saw Eunuch Gao, he who had licked his face and leaned closer to Su Luo suddenly pulled back, straightened his back, put his hands on his back, and coughed twice.
Uncle Nangong, who was originally funny, turned into a cold and holy young national teacher in seconds. His indifferent eyes swept across Eunuch Gao's face, like a cold wind passing through the border, making people shudder.
"The national teacher, please, the national teacher first." Eunuch Gao stood aside and bowed ninety degrees, extremely respectful.
"Well." The young national teacher snorted coldly, extremely arrogant.
I saw him folded his hands, swaggeringly over Su Luo, and passed by with his head held high, as if he turned a blind eye to Su Luo, a girl with a peerless beauty.