"If you don't stay by your side, who else can you stay by your side?" Su Luo picked up a bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup, "Open your mouth."
Nangong Liuyun obediently opened his mouth.
Su Luo raised her eyebrows and glanced at him: "Nangong Liuyun, something is wrong with you?"
"What?" Nangong Liuyun pretended to be at a loss.
"I usually ask you to drink a porridge. It's either too hot or too cold, or too sweet and too salty, but it's hard to serve, but it's not like you are so obedient now that you open your mouth and swallow it." Su Luo was suspicious. His eyes swept up and down Nangong Liuyun, talking and laughing.
Nangong Liuyun secretly sighed in relief.
It turns out... he also has moments of nervousness.
"Tell me, what's going on in the turbulent space?" Su Luo glanced at Nangong Liuyun, "your father doesn't hide anything from me, I can understand it, don't hide it from me!"
Nangong Liuyun secretly said yes in his heart.
If Luo girl now knows the truth... Now she is definitely not in the mood to feed him porridge.
Since the matter of Princess Weiwei was promised by him, he should naturally solve it!
He is not willing to let the girl suffer even a little injury...
"Hey!" Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun.
"Huh?" In Nangong Liuyun's black and white eyes, he was confused and innocent.
"Nangong Liuyun, you are distracted." Su Luo approached him and stared into his eyes seriously, "What happened there?"
"Do you really want your man to repeat the humiliation to you?" Nangong Liuyun's expression was a little displeased and a little pissed off.
"Hurt?" Su Luo put down the blue-and-white porcelain bowl and sat down beside Nangong Liuyun with a more serious expression, "Nangong..."
"How did your father tell you?" Nangong Liuyun sneered.
"The patriarch said that you originally had the upper hand, but then a mysterious superpower suddenly appeared..." Su Luo said while staring at Nangong Liuyun.
She could clearly see that Nangong Liuyun's snow-white face became stiff.
"This superpower hurt you..." Su Luo continued.
"See my knee?" Nangong Liuyun stared at Su Luo.
"Well, my knees are all broken, and there are... marks of kneeling injuries..." Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun.
"Yes, I knelt for him." Nangong Liuyun clenched his fists, his face ashen, "Since I was ten years old, I haven't even knelt down my parents and grandfather! But I knelt for him! What a shame!"
As soon as Su Luo grasped Nangong Liuyun's hand, her little face was full of distress.
For a strong self-esteem like Nangong Liuyun, being forced to kneel is indeed a very humiliating thing...
No wonder he hesitated, no wonder Nangong Patriarch Gu Zuo told him.
"Han Xin endured the humiliation of his crotch, he just knelt down, what's the point? In the future, when you are better than him, you ask him to kneel for you!" Su Luo said to Nangong Liuyun seriously, "For others, this is very important. It's difficult, but with your talent and intelligence, it's only a matter of time before you surpass him!"
Nangong Liuyun was unimpeded all the way, and everything went smoothly, so it was no wonder that he was even worried about this setback. Su Luo thought to himself.
Nangong Liuyun saw that Su Luo's heart was full of heartache for him, every word was for his sake, for his encouragement... His heart was burning with pain, like being cut by a dull knife!
His warm big palm covered Su Luo's soft little hand.
"Fall down."
"Ok?"
"Listen to me, listen to me seriously." Nangong Liuyun stared at Su Luo with an unprecedented solemnity.