In my impression, Su Luo has never been so attentive as now.
Nangong Liuyun swallowed his mouth proudly.
Seeing Su Luo scooping up another spoonful and handing it over, Nangong Liuyun frowned and stared at Su Luo like that every day.
Only then did Su Luo remember.
She scolded Nangong Liuyun: "You really care."
After saying that, she took a small test sip and said, "The temperature is just right and won't burn you."
After saying that, he fed the spoonful of porridge to Nangong Liuyun's lips.
Nangong Liuyun took the spoon in his mouth and chewed it slowly and tastefully.
Su Luo asked speechlessly: "After I tried it, is it so delicious?"
"It's very sweet." Nangong Liuyun was extremely proud.
Su Luo was also speechless.
The next porridge, because Nangong Liuyun was watching, Su Luo had to try every spoonful.
"How long is the interval? Do you need to take a bite to test? Isn't the temperature of each bite different?"
Su Luo asked angrily.
Nangong Liuyun retorted confidently: "Is it the same if you stepped into a river at the same time one second ago and the next second?"
"That river is flowing." Su Luo said.
"My porridge is also flowing." Nangong Liuyun said proudly.
But what the porridge loses is its temperature.
Su Luo was actually choked by the rebuttal, and she touched her head.
She didn't know why, but staying with Nangong Liuyun made her completely stupid.
After finally taking a shower and feeding her porridge, Su Luo thought the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Liuyun refused to comply. He took her to sit outside to bask in the sun, and asked Su Luo to talk to him.
"I want to hear you talk too, just tell me." Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
Nangong Liuyun ended the game with three words: "I'm injured."
Su Luo almost rolled her eyes.
Do you know that you are injured at this time? How awesome he was before. With a wave of his hand, so many demons were beaten by him and they jumped around.
He was so strong before and now so weak, Su Luo is also drunk.
But she really wanted to have a good talk with Nangong Liuyun.
The two of them always get together less and apart more often. Even if they get together, it's always dangerous and they can't even talk properly.
So, this evening.
Under the setting sun.
Su Luo's head rested on Nangong Liuyun's knees, close to his thigh.
Nangong Liuyun gently stroked Su Luo's hair.
The two people chatted nonchalantly.
Su Luo was the one who spoke most of the time, and Nangong Liuyun looked at her tenderly, with a doting look in his eyes that was only for her.
So quiet, so warm.
The afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.
The years are quiet and peaceful.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
In this lazy atmosphere, Su Luo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she fell asleep on Nangong Liuyun's lap.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun suddenly frowned.
He waved his hand, and the shadow in the darkness stopped.
Nangong Liuyun gently picked up Su Luo, as if hugging the most precious treasure in the world.
He carefully carried Su Luo to the bed in the back room.
This big bed is where he sleeps.
After placing Su Luo on the bed, Nangong Liuyun looked at her sweet sleeping face with a slight smile on her lips.
He gently placed a kiss on Su Luo's smooth forehead, took a final deep look at her, and then left reluctantly.
Casually, set up a barrier in the room so that no sound from outside can come in.
After leaving this room, Nangong Liuyun's original gentleness disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he was the familiar, strong, domineering and ruthless Lord Luoying again.