Su Luo took a look and found that these people were none other than Liu Ruohua's classmates.
Su Luo's expression did not change, and she slowly took her hand away from Nangong Liuyun's hand. She looked at Nangong Liuyun as if nothing had happened, but saw that his face was gloomy.
"Who hurt Ruohua? Get out of there now -" Zhu Weiming shouted, but when he saw Nangong Liuyun, his throat suddenly seemed to be pinched by someone, his eyes widened, and the second half of his words
It was swallowed into the mouth and no sound could be made.
Jin, His Highness King Jin...how could it be him?
Nangong Liuyun leaned lazily on the wooden chair, a trace of amusement appeared on his noble and serious handsome face, and smiled seductively, his eyes were cold and cold, penetrating into the bone marrow: "How is my injury?
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At this time, he exuded an unparalleled aura of arrogance and arrogance.
Liu Wei was so shocked. He didn't expect to meet His Royal Highness Prince Jin here, and he even shouted insults just now. Damn it!
Thinking of this, his forehead was covered with sweat, dripping down, and his face became even more frighteningly pale.
Nangong Liuyun looked at him with disdain, his eyes as bright as cold lightning, "Is there anything else?"
At this time, he was like a giant standing on the sky and the earth, unbelievably high, and possessing the aura of a king.
How could Liu Weiming dare to say even a word? His face was stiff but he squeezed out a smile. A flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and he said anxiously: "No, it's okay. Your Highness, please take your time to eat, take your time..."
In front of King Jin, he didn't even dare to express his anger, his eyelids drooped, he quickly bowed and exited the room, and he kindly closed the door.
There was someone behind him who did not recognize His Royal Highness Prince Jin, and wanted to rush forward with passion, but was firmly held back by Liu Weiming.
Because Liu Weiming knew very well that if His Royal Highness Prince Jin was really responsible, then Liu Ruohua's wrist would have been cut off in vain. Even if her father personally intervened, there would be no way to recover from this.
Besides, offending His Highness Prince Jin and only having one arm broken is still a light thing. Liu Ruohua can only wish for happiness.
Who told her to offend anyone, why would she offend the Living King of Hell, His Highness King Jin?
Seeing Liu Weiming respectfully exiting, Su Luo's eyes were a little surprised.
She knew that His Highness Prince Jin had a great reputation and seemed very scary, but she didn't expect him to be so scary.
The other party's wrists were cut off and he didn't even dare to express his anger. How could he still dare to call an army to hold him accountable?
Was Nangong Liuyun's reputation so terrifying before? Su Luo held her smooth and slender chin with one hand, curiously looking up and down at Nangong Liuyun, as if she was meeting him for the first time.
"You really want to look at me? Do you want to look deeper?" Nangong Liuyun smiled very thinly. He took Su Luo's hand and dug it into his chest.
No, it's not scary at all. Su Luo shook her head in her heart.
"Silly?" Nangong Liuyun playfully touched her head.
He knew what she was thinking, but his tender side was only shown in front of her, so she couldn't imagine her ferocious side in front of others.
"Which side is the real you?" Su Luo had a calm but graceful smile on her face, as fresh and beautiful as a pear blossom with dew.
"Which side do you like?" Nangong's thin pink lips raised playfully, and the seriousness in his eyes flashed past, too fast for anyone to catch.
This question is not easy to answer. No matter which side of the answer, it is full of the word "like". Nangong Liuyun, a cunning old fox, actually set a trap for her to jump in the text...