Sensing movement not far away, Su Luo wore a loose robe and walked towards the place where the sound came from.
Turning around a wooden board, Su Luo saw a thin figure squatting on the ground. There was a stove in front of him, and a pot of fragrant and nourishing white porridge was simmering on the stove.
Nangong Liuyun, who had never washed his hands to make soup, was busy with his work.
He is good at many things, but he may not really be good at cooking, so he is a little busy.
The warm sunlight shone in from the window and projected onto him, giving him a hazy and confused feeling.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, Nangong Liuyun turned around subconsciously.
Then, Su Luo saw an obvious black mark on that beautiful and fair face.
Su Luo laughed out loud immediately.
When Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo, he stood up calmly, threw the lid of the pot up, and said casually: "Are you awake? Then you come and cook."
Su Luo walked over and squatted in front of Nangong Liuyun, holding her chin in her hands and looking at him with a smile.
"What are you doing?" Second Young Master Nangong glanced at Su Luo angrily.
"Second Young Master Nangong, it turns out that you can also wash your hands and make soup? It's really rare to see you." Su Luo looked at the nourishing porridge in front of her, and then at Nangong Liuyun's slightly embarrassed expression.
Nangong Liuyun raised his head and pinched Su Luo's cheek.
"It hurts." Su Luo pouted.
"It's okay if you know it hurts, why are you teasing me?" Nangong Liuyun raised his head and straightened Su Luo's slightly messy bangs.
Poor Su Luo didn't know that with the movement of Nangong Er Shao's slender fingers, he drew three cute little turtles on her forehead and cheeks.
Su Luo didn't know it yet. She glared at Nangong Liuyun: "What's wrong with just teasing you? You can take revenge on me if you have the ability."
Su Luo said as she turned around and ran away.
After running for a while, Su Luo realized something was wrong because Nangong Liuyun didn't catch up.
Su Luo felt strange and stopped and looked back at Nangong Liuyun.
At this moment, Second Young Master Nangong looked at her and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Luo had a bad premonition.
Nangong Liuyun just looked at her and smiled meaningfully.
Su Luo subconsciously raised her head and wiped it on her face, then looked down and saw ashes on the bottom of the pot in her hand.
Su Luo took out the mirror and took a look, and was immediately angry.
"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo rushed up angrily.
In the quiet morning, in the peaceful ruined temple, Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo were playing and fighting, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.
By the end, Su Luo was out of breath, but Nangong Liuyun didn't blush and was out of breath.
But from his starry eyes, you can see the overflowing smile.
During this time, he had never been so happy.
When Su Luo was panting, Nangong Liuyun's slender arms wrapped around her and pulled Su Luo into his arms.
"Let go!" Su Luo was a little angry and a little shy.
"Don't let go." Second Young Master Nangong's voice was gentle, but with unquestionable determination, "You want me to let go? Don't even think about it!"
"Nangong Liuyun, you are unreasonable!"
"I'm just being unreasonable to you." Second Young Master Nangong answered matter-of-factly.
"Nangong Liuyun, you scoundrel!"
"I'm only rogue to you." Second Young Master Nangong answered smoothly.
Su Luo: "..."
She was helpless!
No matter what she said, Nangong Liuyun answered it so smoothly. His central thought was summed up as: Su Luo, you are the only unique special treatment in my life.