"Well, think about it, if you were that kid from the Liu family, well, what would you do?" Nangong Liuyun's hot breath blew against Su Luo's sensitive ears, making Su Luo itch from the soles of her feet.
Su Luo pushed his handsome face away, lowered her head and pondered.
If she were Liu Chengfeng, since she had spent so much money searching for her, she would not give up easily. Since she knew that she had followed him into Prince Jin's Mansion, then...
Su Luo suddenly raised her head, but unexpectedly Nangong Liuyun was approaching her.
There was a bang.
Su Luo's forehead hit Nangong Liuyun's nose, which made his eyes slightly red with soreness.
Su Luo felt guilty and rubbed his nose sheepishly: "Are you... okay? Does it matter?"
It was rare to see Nangong shrinking in front of her. Su Luo had an uneasy look on her face, but she was already overjoyed in her heart.
"It's important, it's important! It's serious, it's serious!" Nangong covered his nose and glanced at her with a sad expression.
When Su Luo heard this, she smiled coldly. She didn't expect His Highness Prince Jin to act like a child. It was so funny.
It was rare for her to coax him in a good voice: "What should we do, you think?"
"Blow it for me." Nangong Liuyun frowned and pointed at his red and swollen nose.
Just now she clearly saw someone who was not so red, so she pretended, pretended, kept pretending. Su Luo glanced at him with disdain and said, "Is His Highness King Jin still a child? Do you believe in this? Just show off and you'll be fine?"
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He's so childish, just like a child, and he's not afraid of people's jokes.
Sure enough, everyone in the circle lowered their eyes and their faces turned red.
His Highness Prince Jin glanced coldly, and suddenly, as if frost and snow fell on the dog days, their faces suddenly froze. They looked at their eyes and noses, and their noses and hearts. They were so stiff that they didn't even dare to move, and they didn't dare to breathe.
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Hegemonism! Power policy! Su Luo complained in his heart and expressed his deepest sympathy for the servants around him. It is really hard for them to serve this Satan-like moody and unpredictable His Highness, isn't it?
Unexpectedly, when Nangong Liuyun turned to face her, his face was troubled and pitiful, and he glared at her accusingly: "It hurts! It really hurts!"
So childish! Su Luo gritted her back molars and wanted to throw away this pretending to be cute, His Highness the King of Hell, but when she saw those watery and misty eyes... she was instantly defeated.
"Okay! Blow it for you, I'll blow it for you!" Su Luo glanced at him contemptuously, pulled away his hand, leaned down, took a deep breath, and blew it over.
After blowing a few perfunctory breaths, Su Luo pushed him away, stood up simply, and said, "Is it okay now?"
"You are irresponsible." Nangong Liuyun covered his nose with an accusatory look on his face. When he said this, he was as childish as a child.
"Why are you irresponsible?" Su Luo expressed confusion.
Nangong Liuyun sat up suddenly and looked at Su Luo: "Shouldn't we hold the other person's face, comfort him in a soft voice, and then blow on him gently?"
Nangong like this really makes people want to cry without tears. Su Luo shouted: "You have so many demands!"
Nangong Liuyun looked innocent, half lying on the rosewood chair, looked at Su Luo, and said slowly: "I won't ask you for anything else, but you have to blow a few more times, right? This is the most basic
You haven't done it yet."
When he said this, he actually felt a little aggrieved.