The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Nangong Liuyun looked at her faintly and said slowly: "I also said that there is sincerity. I won’t try to check if the temperature is high before eating. Will it be hot to the king."

Su Luo is the one who has taken this pick and choose.

This has fallen to this place, and he insisted on his aristocratic school.

Seeing his black and white eyes staring at himself innocently, Su Luo just wants to cry without tears. Just now she clearly has already eaten one. Is it hot that she doesn’t know what to do?

It’s just looking for you.

In order to comfort the awkward big boy, the Soviet Union can only take a bite out of the bauhinia fish, and then to the Nangong Liuyun Road: "Well, the temperature is not hot or cold, just right, eat it." ”

Nangong Liuyun comfortably leaned on the cushion, his eyes were critical, and his fingers pointed to the place where he was bitten by the Soviet Union. He said very seriously: "This king wants to eat there."

The look of that seriousness, first let the Soviet Union fall.

Is the meat on the back of the fish particularly delicious? I am not picky, I take a bite at random.

Lifting and seeing the faint phoenix of the Nangong Liuyun, the slightly curled corner of the mouth, Su Luo suddenly realized.

"You are this -" She was speechless, and the original mysteriousness was here.

Nangong Liuyun said slowly: "Don't you say 愧疚? Where is it? Even the fish are not fed."

Ok, Su lost.

She really shouldn't have been last night.

Su Luo took a deep breath and smoothed the breath. He took the chopsticks and gave him a little bit of fish.

Nangong Liuyun looks awkward at this time, stupid, silly, where is there a bit of brutal bloodthirsty look? It’s just a small pot friend who was fed in the kindergarten.

It was hard to feed the fish, and the Soviet Union felt that it was more difficult than running a few hundred kilometers.

Who knows that Nangong Liuyun has not stopped.

He screamed at the gas: "The king wants to take a shower!"

Su Luo suddenly had the urge to shoot him.

"What is your current situation? Still want to take a bath?" So the serious wound just finished the operation, not even scarred, but actually took a bath.

It’s like an unreasonable child.

Nangong Liuyun is very stubborn, shaking his head, only insisting: "This king is stinky, take a bath!"

"Will the wound be a little better and then wash it well?" At this time, the Soviet Union was like a child with a temper, gentle and helpless.

"Not good, it must be now." This disobedient little boy is stubborn.

Su Lu almost bit his teeth, hands on his hips: "Nan Gong Liu Yun, don't be so naive! You are not a three-year-old child! You know how to be the best for yourself."

Nangong Liuyun refused to go over his face and ignored the Soviet Union.

The sturdy appearance is clearly anger.

Su Luo Fu.

God, who will tell her, how can the noble and powerful King of the King of the Kings become this childish to unreasonable?

Nangong Liuyun is facing her, her eyes are on the plants in the corner, and she is silent.

Su Luo stood quietly behind him, looking at him helplessly.

The surroundings are quiet and quiet, and the sound of the wind and the fallen leaves can be heard.

Suddenly, the Nangong Liuyun smashed the quilt, and the slender body stood up and went out of bed and turned away.

Su Luo suddenly rushed, grabbed his hand across the shoulder, and angered: "Your injury has not healed, how can you get out of bed, this is where to go?"

Nangong Liuyun looked back at her, half squinting, and said slowly: "Bath."