So, at this moment, he was wearing a thin middle coat.
Su Luo used her hands to peel off Nangong Liuyun's snow-white middle coat, revealing her chest skin, which was as delicate as beautiful porcelain.
At this moment, on the snow-white skin, there are traces of blood soaked by the blood blade...
Su Luo was heartbroken!
Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo's eyes were red and moist, and he chuckled: "I was greedy and used the wind blade to practice the wind element, so I got injured..."
"Does it hurt?" Su Luo almost choked with distress, her white jade-like fingers lightly touched the bloody wound.
Nangong Liuyun felt a stream of clear water welling up from the bottom of his heart. He felt more comfortable than ever before. It obviously didn't hurt, but the next moment, Nangong Er Shao took a deep breath and said, "It hurts."
Su Luo glared at Nangong Liuyun: "It hurts you so why don't you come forward?!"
Nangong Liuyun was glared at by her, and immediately looked at her weakly and aggrievedly: "Isn't this for cultivation? Moreover, when I was injured when I was a child, my mother helped me blow on the wound, and the pain immediately stopped..."
Is that so? Su Luo was a little skeptical.
Based on Xiao Nangong Liuyun's smelly appearance and deep mysophobia habit, would he have let people get close to him when he was a child?
Seeing the suspicious look on Su Luo's face, Nangong Liuyun's stunning face suddenly became a little anxious: "Really! Could I still lie to you? Alas, I don't know how my mother is doing now..."
When Mrs. Nangong was mentioned, Su Luo felt more and more sorry for Nangong Liuyun.
Mrs. Nangong's life or death is uncertain. Nangong Liuyun is always worried about her, right?
Su Luo said: "I will help you apply the medicine."
"No." Second Young Master Nangong faced Su Luo with a rare willfulness: "Just blow it and it will be fine."
Su Luo glared: "I'm not a god. I can just blow on it. Don't make trouble and apply the medicine properly."
"Humph!" Second Young Master Nangong was unhappy. He sat up and put on his own clothes. He also made a hissing sound while putting them on, which obviously affected the wound.
Su Luo looked at the body in front of her.
Qishang Saixue's skin is whiter and more delicate than the girl's, but the dense wind blades... make people feel sour when they look at it.
Su Luo knew that Nangong Liuyun was deliberately angry with her... Such a naughty child's temper was rare to see, and it was only in front of her that he behaved like this.
Su Luo smiled bitterly, took Nangong Liuyun's hand, and rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"Lie down."
Nangong Liuyun's eyes sparkled for a moment, but he still rolled his eyes at Su Luo angrily: "What are you doing?"
"What are you talking about? Lie down quickly." Su Luo pushed Nangong Liuyun.
"But you asked me to lie down, not because I wanted to lie down." Nangong Liuyun got an advantage and behaved, but he felt confident.
Su Luo was speechless in her heart. She nodded: "Yes, yes, it was my slave who told Young Master Nangong to lie down. Are you satisfied now?"
"Since you asked me to lie down and serve me well, I will not let you go." Nangong Liuyun's dark eyes stared at Su Luo like burning eyes, full of interest and meaning.
Profound.
Su Luo: "..."
"Come on." Second Young Master Nangong automatically lay down, looking at Su Luo with his extremely beautiful big black eyes, which were brighter and deeper than the stars in the middle of the night.
I don't know when it started, but the air around her seemed to be filled with a hint of ambiguity, and Su Luo's cheeks turned slightly red due to the warm breeze.
Su Luo took a deep breath and expelled the charm from her mind.