Su Luo thought, no matter how he is reincarnated or loses his memory, no matter how repressed his nature is, he will still show his truest self in front of the people closest to him, right?
When he was in the lower realm, Nangong Liuyun was also cruel and ruthless towards others, and he only laughed and teased her, pretending to be pitiful, pretending to be innocent and cute.
Second Young Master Nangong looked at Su Luo eagerly. When Su Luo applied the medicine to him: "Hiss-hiss-"
Although he didn't say it hurt, the frowning brows, pale face, and beads of sweat all showed that he was in pain.
"Is it really that painful?" Su Luo looked at him suspiciously.
"You actually suspect me of pretending to be in pain!" Nangong Er Shao turned away unhappy.
Su Luo: "..."
Seeing that Nangong Er Shao ignored her, Su Luo thought to herself, could she really have wronged him?
So, Su Luo moved forward eagerly: "Where does it hurt? Is it here? Or is it here?"
Su Luo's hands pressed back and forth on Nangong Second Young Master.
But Second Young Master Nangong turned his face away in anger, humming and humming, but ignored Su Luo's questions.
"Okay, I'm wrong. Isn't it okay? Where does it hurt? Here?" Su Luo pressed on the snow-white navel of Nangong Er Shao.
Nangong Liuyun turned around proudly, glanced at Su Luo, and hummed softly: "Is this your attitude of admitting your mistakes?"
Su Luo had no choice but to look at the Second Young Master Nangong with a serious face: "Then what kind of attitude do you want to admit your mistakes?"
At this moment, Su Luo was like coaxing an angry child.
Second Young Master Nangong glanced slowly over Su Luo's head, and said in a cold tone: "You can't sing a little song, do a little dance, or anything like that to make me happy?"
Su Luo: "..."
Nangong Er saw Su Luo staring and felt that his request was a bit too much, but his attitude became even tougher: "Who knew you couldn't sing or dance? You have no talent or art, huh."
Su Luo: "..."
Second Young Master Nangong looked at Su Luo arrogantly: "Then what do you know?"
Su Luo sighed: "Cooking."
Second Young Master Nangong touched his stomach: "I'm hungry."
Su Luo: "..."
It would be nice to directly say that he wanted to eat the food she cooked, but he had to go through many twists and turns to reveal his true purpose. Su Luo was extremely glad that Nangong Liuyun was not her enemy, otherwise what would she be after all these twists and turns?
You won't know it even if you are played to death.
"Then just sit down and I'll cook for you." Su Luo explained.
"Well, speed." Ever since he ate the meal cooked by Su Luo himself, Nangong Ershao couldn't take a bite of the meal cooked by others, so he was really starving.
Not long after, Su Luo came in carrying a food box.
The thing in the food box is nothing but a bowl of plain shredded chicken porridge.
Su Luo held the bowl and took the spoon and handed it to the Second Young Master Nangong.
Second Young Master Nangong looked at Su Luo with his beautiful starry eyes in confusion.
"Here, don't use the spoon. Why don't you eat it with your hands?" Su Luo put the spoon into Nangong Liuyun's hand angrily.
Second Young Master Nangong still looked at Su Luo with his beautiful eyes as clear as water. After a while, he hummed and turned away.
Su Luo: "...What happened again?"
Nangong Er Shao ignored him.
Su Luo: "...Is there something wrong?"
Second Young Master Nangong was very unhappy. He finally came back to see her through his injury and was leaving soon. She actually asked him to get a spoon to eat by himself. It was really unreasonable.
But he didn't say anything, and Su Luo didn't know what was wrong with him, so the two of them were in a stalemate.