Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo with a deep look.

Su Luo could only wave his hand and said, "I'll talk about it this night... I'll see Beichenying and the others first."

Seeing that Nangong Liuyun was unmoved, Su Luo added another sentence: "I just got separated from them because I was in a hurry to find you. I don't know if they were in danger in the thorn."

Su Luo’s worries are not unreasonable.

Beichenying and others are not familiar with the place and do not know the thorns. They are easily seen and treated as spies.

Nangong Liuyun frowned.

He flicked his fingers, and soon a slight sound came from outside the door.

Nangong Liuyun gave an order, and the man disappeared silently.

"Don't worry now?" Nangong Liuyun's face was unkind.

Su Luo sat down beside him with a smile, and Shui Ling looked at him seriously and looked at him carefully.

"What are you looking at?" Nangong Liuyun's voice deliberately gave her a hint of stiffness.

Su Luo stroked Nangong Liuyun's beautiful face with soft hands.

His fingertips rubbed his skin like jade.

Su Luo said with pity and heartbrokenly: "My Nangong has lost weight..."

Nangong Liuyun was already full of anger, but after hearing this, his anger unknowingly faded.

"Then how do you compensate me?" Nangong Liuyun stared at her.

Su Luo smiled in her heart.

This man never says something directly. He always takes a big turn and asks her to say it on his own initiative.

"I'll cook for you to cook?" Su Luo looked at him without missing any subtle emotions on his face.

Sure enough, he, who was originally stern, had a smug smile in his eyes the next second.

But he concealed it very well.

There was a flash of eyes. If Su Luo hadn't paid attention to it, he would have never discovered it.

So Su Luo went down and cooked for him personally.

When Su Luo left, Nangong Liuyun's face instantly condensed.

The originally clean and flawless face appeared with subtle beads of sweat.

He lay on his back on the soft couch, his face pale and blood-colored, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Such a beautiful face is wrinkled tightly due to the pain at this moment.

Just now, because Su Luozai looked like he was just innocent.

But as soon as Su Luo left, the suppressed wound pain broke out in an instant, fierce, fierce and violent.

As powerful as Nangong Liuyun, he almost couldn't help but fainted from the pain.

His thin body lying on the soft couch had a slight trembling due to forced suppression.

The whip that Her Majesty the Queen gave him has not healed until now.

What's more, the battle with such a large group of people in the demon race just now made the wound break even more.

At this moment, Su Luo had no idea that Nangong Liuyun's injury was so serious.

A strong smell came from the kitchen.

Simple seven-color golden pheasant shredded porridge.

The fragrance is thick, smooth and glutinous, and melts in the mouth, making people's index fingers tremble at a glance.

Su Luo prepared four simple side dishes.

Although the four side dishes looked simple, it took Su Luo a lot of effort to make them.

When Su Luo returned to the original hall with a tray in an interest, he found that Nangong Liuyun was not there.

The hall is large, at least 5,000 square meters.

There are many rooms too.

Su Luo shouted while looking for it.
Chapter completed!