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5177 Acting 8

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Su Luo thought about Nangong Liuyun's nature and understood a little, so she tentatively asked: "How about... I feed you porridge?"

Second Young Master Nangong suddenly became happy in his heart, but his face remained calm. He glanced at Su Luo slowly: "You took the initiative to feed me something to drink."

"Yes, yes, I took the initiative to feed you." Su Luo felt like she was raising a brat.

"I'm not forcing you." There was a trace of pride in Nangong's second young master's eyes that could not be concealed.

"Yes, yes, you didn't force me at all." Su Luo felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"You are willing." Nangong Er Shao looked at Su Luo.

"Yes, yes, I couldn't be more willing. I knelt down and begged Second Young Master Nangong to give me this opportunity to feed me porridge." Su Luo almost cried...

Second Young Master Nangong nodded arrogantly and gave Su Luo a chance to feed her porridge.

Who would have thought that the childish, awkward and arrogant Second Young Master Nangong in front of him would be the legendary Nangong Liuyun who made millions of girls in the spiritual world scream crazily and lose their minds? Who would have thought that he would be the legendary Nangong Liuyun?

The cold and ruthless Nangong Liuyun who kills Nangong Liuyun with decisive iron-blooded tactics?

Su Luo really felt that the Second Young Master Nangong was really evil in nature. He also loved role-playing. Every time she played the role of the bullied one.

"Ah——" Seeing Su Luo dumbfounded, the legendary elegant and noble Second Young Master Nangong opened his bright red lips, revealing his white teeth.

Su Luo could only accept her fate and feed him porridge, one mouthful after another.

When Nangong Er Shao was drinking porridge, he just chewed it carefully and slowly. He thought it was too quiet and wanted Su Luo to tell him a story.

Su Luo: "..."

"So you don't like telling me stories and don't want to eat." Major Nangong Er pushed the bowl.

Therefore, Su Luo could only accept her fate and tell the story to the Second Young Master Nangong.

What story are we telling? Isn’t there already one? The story of Mrs. Ning vs. Mrs. Nangong happened not long ago, but it’s still fresh and exciting.

Moreover, this story is full of wonderful twists and turns, and the final ending is both reasonable and unexpected. It is really beautiful to watch and listen to.

So, while Su Luo fed Nangong Liuyun porridge, she happily told her about this personal experience.

Su Luo was immersed in the story, so she didn't notice that Nangong Liuyun looked into her eyes with a proud and satisfied smile, and an unnoticeable feeling of warmth and happiness.

Looking at the smart girl in front of him, Nangong Liuyun's mind came to the thick stack of paper on the military desk.

In fact, he knew everything Su Luo had gone through.

He knew everything about everything that happened to her, big or small.

Because he was worried about her safety, he sent someone to guard her every night.

Although he couldn't accompany her to experience it, he didn't want to miss her growth, so the guardian compiled what happened to Su Luo into words and sent them to Nangong Liuyun every day.

How could those boring words compare to her dictation in person? Her gentle voice, her beautiful beautiful eyes, and her vibrant aura made Nangong Liuyun fall in love with the little girl in front of him.

It had been a long time since he had seen this girl, so he deliberately got hurt this time. Only in this way could he have a chance to see the little girl he was thinking about.

Just one look at her is enough to make him miss her until the next time they meet.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun closing his eyes slightly, Su Luo thought he was sleepy, so he put the bowl down and gently wiped the corners of his mouth: "Since you're sleepy, you can have a good sleep. I'll go out first..."

But Su Luo's hand was firmly held by Nangong Liuyun, and those dark and deep eyes suddenly popped open: "Where are you going?"

ps: It’s been a long time since I’ve written an emotional drama. I’m rusty. I don’t know how to write. Oh, National Day benefit. If you vote for the monthly ticket, you will get 2 if you vote for 1. If you vote for 2, 4 will be shown. Please vote for me.


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