Nangong Liuyun approached Su Luo, and the distance between the two people further narrowed.
Su Luo looked up and saw Nangong Liuyun very close at hand.
His skin is really good, snow-white and delicate, without a trace of pores or blemishes, and as shiny as mutton-fat white jade.
His dark eyes shone lightly like obsidian, slightly half-squinted, and stared at her deeply.
Su Luo snorted coldly: "Anyway, I won't ask you for help even if I die!"
Nangong Second Young Master had a slight smile in his eyes and sighed: "Then please accept my help, okay, Luoluo Xiaogongju?"
Su Luo glared at him and sneered: "Second Young Master Nangong, it turns out that you also have such a playful and smiling side? But it's rare."
Facing the arrogant Su Luo, the second young hero Nangong was short of breath. He sighed and looked at Su Luo steadily: "Have you calmed down?"
Su Luo proudly raised her slender white neck and shook her head firmly: "No."
Second Young Master Nangong rubbed his brows with his green-white hands gracefully and somewhat distressedly: "Then what should we do?"
Su Luo sneered: "Go away! I won't go back with you!"
After saying this, Su Luo felt dizzy and dizzy.
Her mental strength was so depleted that she had only recovered a little bit. The conversation just now had exhausted all the mental strength she had finally gathered.
After all, confronting Nangong Liuyun is a very mentally draining matter.
Su Luo's steps were unsteady due to dizziness. How could Nangong Liuyun, who had been staring at her, not know?
A flash of distress flashed across his face, and his movements were as fast as lightning. As soon as Su Luo staggered, he hugged her body firmly. Their noses collided, their eyes met, and they were so close.
Nangong Liuyun has three thousand green silk threads flowing out of the dust, and a brocade robe is dancing gracefully, noble and elegant.
Su Luo's skin is as fine as porcelain, her skin is as fine as a jade bone, and her appearance is beautiful.
In the sky above are the pale pink cherry blossoms, falling gracefully.
He hugged her, their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The picture at this moment is like a fragrant and elegant ink painting, lingering, magnificent and indescribably beautiful.
Su Luo was also immersed in this artistic conception and lost her mind for a moment, but she quickly came back to her senses. She immediately pushed Nangong Liuyun hard: "Get away! Don't touch me!"
Looking at the cherry blossoms in front of her, what Su Luo thought of was the dazzling red and purple rose flowers.
Purple rose flowers appeared in Su Luo's living and spiritual world like a nightmare, shrouding her world in a terrifying haze.
Nangong Liuyun saw that she was on the verge of collapse, and his face became even paler. A flash of pity flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he refused to let go of Su Luo's hand. He said with a straight face and a cold voice: "Don't be ridiculous."
"I'm not messing around."
"You don't want Jialan Yousuo anymore?" Nangong Liuyun's eyes were cold and clear, and his voice was cold and threatening.
Su Luo looked at him doubtfully: "How do you know about Jialan Yousuo?"
Nangong Liuyun looked at him calmly: "Do you think you can hide something from me?"
Su Luo: "Send someone to check me!"
Nangong Liuyun's eyes were sharp and deep, showing his dominance: "Do you think I would let you go out with other men without checking anything?"
Su Luo was so angry at this naturally domineering attitude that she almost fell over. She couldn't help but sneer: "Second Young Master Nangong, we have no relationship anymore. What qualifications do you have to show your possessiveness with confidence? Don't you think this is ridiculous?