But the girl blinked, and those smart and beautiful eyes stared at him.
Nangong Liuyun sighed and reached out to take off the mask on his face.
As soon as the mask was taken off, an exquisite and handsome face was immediately revealed.
What kind of face is that? The skin is so delicate and smooth that it can be broken by blowing bombs, making women feel ashamed when they see it.
Those angular lines and outlines, those facial features that were crafted like a ghost, that unparalleled beauty and peerless temperament...
This face, Su Luo has seen for so many years, the familiar can no longer be familiar.
But every time she saw it, it would amaze her and make her blush.
Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun in a daze, and carefully looked at her Nangong.
And at this moment-
"Pfft-"
With a soft sound, Nangong Liuyun's slender and powerful hand grabbed the hilt and pulled it out.
"Zheng-"
The sword was thrown to the ground.
Nangong Liuyun leaned over and tore the front of Su Luo's chest, holding down the bleeding spot.
Su Luo stared blankly at the beautiful face in front of her.
The two were very close, and Su Luo could clearly feel the heat sprayed by Nangong Liuyun on her nose.
"Nangong Liuyun."
"Ok."
"Nangong Liuyun."
"Ok."
It was indeed her Nangong, not dreaming.
Su Luo's slender, jade-like arms wrapped around Nangong Liuyun's neck, and she lifted her body up, almost hanging on him.
Nangong Liuyun was frightened by her, and said softly, "You are still injured, don't move!"
However, with such a seductive Nangong in front of her, her thin red lips beckoning to her, how could she bear it
Su Luo lifted her lower jaw up, and directly grabbed the seductive full red lips in front of her.
Nangong Liuyun was afraid of hurting Su Luo's chest, where it was the heart, how could he dare to be lighthearted
But this naughty little girl, with her arms around him, just won't let him go.
"Luo girl, don't move, don't move... um..."
The poor Second Young Master Nangong was so lightly treated by Su Luo.
Su Luo's kiss was quick and intense at first, and then slowly turned into a gentle drizzle...
During this process, Nangong Liuyun really didn't dare to move at all, his back was straight and straight, his right hand kept a stiff posture and pressed against Su Luo's chest.
Her left hand was not idle either, because she wanted to press Su Luo on the bed to prevent her from moving around and pulling at the wound.
Su Luo's red lips moved away from Nangong Liuyun's lips, and when he saw the sweat on his forehead, he immediately burst out laughing.
She laughed at him: "Dummy."
Nangong Liuyun angrily flicked her jade-white forehead: "You don't feel sorry for your injury at all."
"Because of your concern." Su Luo said it as a matter of course, confidently, "You are more nervous than me about this injury, so why are you two nervous together? What a waste of energy."
Nangong Liuyun was speechless and glanced at her.
Su Luo smiled and said, "Let's talk about it, but it's just a little injury, so what's so nervous? The injury I suffered before was more serious than this... er... Nangong, I'm so hungry, I want to eat!"
Su Luo saw the black face of Nangong Liuyun's sullen face, and immediately changed the subject.
However, it is too late to change the subject now.
"What injuries did you have before? Where are you? Does it still hurt now? Is there any discomfort? Who hurt you..." Nangong Liuyun hurriedly asked the question, which only made Su Luo dizzy.