He lifted the mask on his face.

Show the face that made Su Luo dream of.

Su Luo had already taken off the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mask because she knew that the fact that she had pretended to be No. 17 must have been exposed.

"Nangong!" Su Luo rushed up, wrapped his neck and hung his legs around his thin waist.

Nangong Liuyun lowered her head and held her soft and red lips.

Su Luo responded eagerly.

Countless men in black outside were searching for Su Luo, the little thief, but Su Luo is now lingering with their highest commander, kissing the sky and the earth is dark, and I don’t know what year it will be.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside.

Then, a knock on the door started.

The two passionate and kissed each other slowly separated.

The forehead was pressed against the forehead and chuckled.

Nangong Liuyun pointed to the bed behind the screen and signaled Su Luo to go there first to stay for a while.

Su Luo had just hid, and the door of Nangong Liuyun was quietly opened.

Through the thin slit of the screen, Su Luo saw a woman in a purple skirt robe coming in step by step.

Su Luo saw her face.

The facial features are delicate and the temperament is beautiful. You can tell at a glance that it is not a person who is inferior to others, but-

"Luoying, are you back?" Yaojia's expression was soft, and his tone was indescribable, like a white lotus swaying on the top of the mountain, unable to help but be weak.

Su Luo: "..." There is a deep sense of incongruity and awkward feeling.

But Lord Yaojia seemed to be acting without any awkward. Her eyes were like sticking to Nangong Liuyun, with a burning and full of admiration.

Nangong Liuyun held his hands behind his back, and the sleeves of his wide robe covered his beautiful waistline, leaving only a cold back for Lord Yaojia.

"Loose Shadow--" Yaojia stepped forward a few steps, and she wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, which made her feel that he really belonged to her.

"Will you go, or should I go?" Nangong Liuyun's figure did not move, but the sound made was as cold as ice.

As long as you have a little shame, you should cover your face and run away now.

But Lord Yaojia was rejected by Nangong Liuyun too many times. She became accustomed to these words after hearing them too much, so—

She said to herself: "The assassin is being captured outside, so I'll come here to see you."

"You mean, am I hiding an assassin?" Nangong Liuyun still did not look back, but there was a trace of disdain in his voice.

He was angry.

Yaojia felt his anger.

"Of course I don't mean that. I think it's too noisy outside, so I come here to hide for a while." Lord Yaojia smiled with a good temper, with his eyes begging, "If you think I'm too noisy and I don't talk, just let me stay by your side quietly for a while, okay?"

If those who were the thorns saw this scene, they would probably all fall to their chins?

The future queen, who was arrogant and violent, actually begged a man so humbly and let her stay by his side for a while...

Behind the screen, Su Luo's heart was waving and his expression was complicated.

She always knew that Nangong Zhuoer was extraordinary and as a celestial being, and she always knew that countless women had missed their lives when they saw Nangong.

Because, with a stunning and beautiful man like Nangong Liuyun, how could they still fall in love with others?

But she didn't expect that her Nangong Bufan was so good.
Chapter completed!