"Silly girl." Nangong Liuyun's slender, jade-like hands held up her face, which was as crystal clear as snow, and rubbed her cheek distressedly, "Don't worry, isn't it okay?"
Although she was scolding him, the circles under his eyes were all red. Nangong Liuyun's heart felt like a lemon melting into water, sour and astringent, but it made him feel extremely distressed.
"It's all your fault!" Su Luo shouted at him.
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Nangong Liuyun admitted his mistakes again and again with a good temper, and pressed her head into his broad chest with his generous palm.
It was only at this moment that he confirmed that his little girl was still with him and he would not lose her.
Dongfang Xuan's last attack that flew down from mid-air, although his expression remained normal, he was not completely calm in his heart.
He was afraid that he would die.
He was afraid that he would never see his little girl again.
In fact, he was afraid that his little girl would turn around and be entangled by Yunqi again.
At that moment, all the worries, anxiety, and pain were mixed together. At that moment, it seemed that God finally appeared. At the moment of life and death, he had a flash of inspiration and understood the rules of heaven. Otherwise, it is hard to say what he would be like now.
Su Luo buried herself on Nangong Liuyun's chest, listening to the steady and powerful beating of his heart and smelling the warmth of the sun on his body, and became deeply addicted.
"Don't do this again next time, do you hear me?" Su Luo's voice was not as aggressive as before, but still unquestionable, "You don't even know that my heartbeat almost stopped in the audience."
"Yeah." Nangong Liuyun stroked her thin back and coaxed her with a smile.
At this time, the sunshine was just right, coming in slantingly through the window, and the warm spring breeze blew in.
The two people in the carriage hugged each other like this and fell asleep deeply.
One was exhausted from fighting on stage, and the other was nervous from worrying off stage, so now that the results came out, they all fell asleep in a relaxed mood.
The dragon-scaled horse slowed down unknowingly and started walking steadily as if strolling.
Time passed little by little, and the sun was almost setting. Still, before Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo arrived, Beichen Ying and others looked at each other.
"Didn't they go out before us? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Zi Yan walked around the hall worriedly.
"Perhaps, they went to attend to their personal matters?" Beichen Ying touched his chin, thinking about it in his mind.
"Stop your head full of random thoughts. Third senior brother is not feeling well, aren't you worried? Luoluo has made countless enemies, aren't you worried?" Zi Yan's eyes swept around the crowd.
"Don't worry." The three heartless people actually nodded and said seriously.
"You are not loyal!" Zi Yan pointed at them angrily, and when she was about to express a long sigh, there was a slight sound of horse hoofs neighing outside.
"Here we come!" Zi Yan exclaimed and ran out quickly.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun had already woken up, but Su Luo was still asleep.
Then, everyone saw Nangong Liuyun walking out of the carriage with Su Luo in his arms and his slender legs.
Every step he took was steady, and it seemed like nothing was really wrong.
Bei Chenying hurried up and stretched out his hand: "Boss, how about I come?"
Although Su Luo is slim, she still weighs seventy or eighty pounds.
Nangong Liuyun's gaze was like an ice knife, as if it was an ice knife that had accumulated three thousand years of ice, and it shot hard at Beichen Ying.