Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth curled up, but it quickly disappeared.
"Hey, little Luoluo, have you seen the sect master smiling?" Qiao'er leaned her head and whispered in Shura's ear.
"My name is Shura, not little Luoluo..." Shura frowned and looked at Qiao'er helplessly. After all, he is also one of the three leaders of the Black Sect. To be called such a bloodless name is really...
"Okay, okay, little Luoluo, I mean, have you seen the door owner smile?" Qiaoer didn't pay attention to whether Shura was called Xiao Xiuxiu or Xiao Luoluo. In short, he was whatever Miss Nan Nan was called, and said
Maybe one day the sect owner would be influenced by Miss Nannan, and it's possible that they would all be renamed Little Grasshopper.
Seemingly aware of this, Shura simply stopped arguing about the name.
"It seems so, but it doesn't seem to be the case." Regardless of whether it's true or not, it feels a little weird. The ten thousand-year-old iceberg man will laugh. No one will believe it if he tells it, right?
No one paid attention to what Shura and Qiaoer were saying on the side. Nangong Yu had already picked up Nan Nan with his big hand and entered the room without looking back. In the huge yard, only Nan Nan was left slumped on the ground.
Qiao'er, and Shura who was injured.
"We'd better leave quickly, so as not to save our lives." Shura gently pressed the place where he was just injured. It was estimated that the internal injuries would not heal for a while, so Shura stood up and warned those on the side.
Qiaoer.
"Um... I think it's better to wait a little longer." Qiaoer grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and smiled awkwardly, but had no intention of leaving.
"What? Is it possible that you have feelings for this land?" Shura raised his eyebrows. I wonder if Qiaoer's temper has become weird because he has been following Miss Nannan for a long time?
"Actually not..." Qiao'er scratched his head with his little hand. He didn't know what to say for a moment, but seeing Shura's frown, Qiao'er had no choice but to tell the truth, "Well... Xiao Luoluo, if you don't mind,
, can you carry me on your back for a while?”
Seeing Shura's frown getting tighter, Qiao'er said with a serious face, "I will definitely repay your kindness!" At least don't leave yourself paralyzed in this place, Qiao'er felt deep in his heart.
Thinking bitterly.
Unexpectedly, Shura hugged Qiaoer directly. Although he had a stinky expression on his face, it was enough.
"Don't tell others." Shura looked at Qiaoer's red face and said with a warning look on his face.
"Yeah, okay." Qiaoer nodded quickly, fearing that if he said anything too late, he would be thrown back into the yard.
The wind was still quiet, blowing the branches in the courtyard, and Qiaoer discovered for the first time that being hugged was also a very strange thing...
All of this was seen thoroughly by Nan Nan in the room. Originally, Nan Nan wanted to calm Nangong Yu's anger, so she let Qiao'er in again, but unexpectedly, Qiao'er was taken away by Shura.
"Sister-in-law? Is Xiao Luoluo Qiaoer's husband-in-law?" Nan Nan asked, tilting her little head and sitting in Nangong Yu's arms.
"You said yes, that's right." Nangong Yu made it clear with just a few words. Yes, as the leader of the sect, it's okay to make random mistakes.
Nan Nan rolled her eyes at Nangong Yu and stuffed another piece of snack into Nangong Yu's mouth in displeasure.