Nangong Second Young Master suddenly chuckled.

In those beautiful starry eyes, there is a smile that cannot be ignored.

Su Luo originally thought he would beat her, but he actually smiled. He looked so beautiful when he smiled. Su Luo couldn't help but think of a poem in his mind: It seemed as if the light clouds covered the moon, and it was floating like the flowing wind returning to the snow.

This smile seemed to be like dark clouds breaking the dark curtain, the clear sky shining on the earth, and the originally condensed air disappeared in the chuckle.

Nangong Liuyun always controls the atmosphere of the whole audience. When he is cold, the whole audience will be cold, and when he is smiling, the whole audience will be smiling.

Su Luo glared at him angrily, put his hands on his chest, trying to push him away and keep a distance from him.

But Su Luo tried hard, but Nangong Second Young Master's thin body remained unmoved.

Nangong Ershao looked at Su Luo, and a different kind of emotion surged in his starry eyes. His deep eyes seemed to have a deep pool, hooking people's souls.

Who can resist Nangong Ershou’s eyes like this? Even Su Luo, under such starry eyes, her heart gradually accelerated without being controlled...

I have to say that Nangong Ershao's flirting ability is as strong as his talent.

Nangong Er Shao not only stared at Su Luo affectionately, but his slender white hands also held Su Luo's little hand against his chest, and slowly rubbed it back and forth. Su Luo's heart was numb and his body trembled slightly.

The bodies of the two people slowly approached.

The beautiful lips are slowly approaching...

For a moment, Su Luo was immersed in the tenderness he created and forgot all the quarrels and contradictions.

But, that was only a moment.

Because, from the corner of Su Luo's eyes, he saw the purple rose flowers that were extremely cared for on the windowsill.

The charming purple looked at Su Luo mockingly, reminding Su Luo what had happened in Jingyuan before.

After Su Luo came to her senses, her face suddenly enveloped her frost. A cold light shot out from her eyes, pushing Nangong Liuyun away with force, and her voice was even more annoyed: "Nangong Liuyun, what are you doing!"

The poor young master Nangong didn't check one, and the other was pushed by Su Luo and almost fell to the ground.

Su Luo lifted the quilt and stood up coldly, like a female war god possessed, staring at Nangong Liuyun with alertness and strictness: "I want to go back!"

Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo helplessly, with an unconcealed loneliness in his eyes.

Su Luo clearly saw it, but she turned a blind eye and insisted on her own opinion: "I want to go back!"

She jumped out of the bed neatly, put on her shoes, and walked down angrily.

But when passing by Nangong Liuyun, a powerful hand grabbed Su Luo.

Su Luo threw away hard: "Let me go!"

Nangong Liuyun's dark eyes were like a wounded beast, looking at Su Luo with a desolate and lonely eyes. He said, "Luo Luo..."

Su Luo was afraid that his words would make him feel distressed, so he was the first to say: "Nangong Liuyun, where is Xiao Jing? Didn't I say that Xiao Jing is here, I am here, and Xiao Jing will not come back, nor will I come back?"

Leng Yunjing, Yunjing, and then to Xiaojing... Nangong Ershao's deep eyes showed a proud and peerless sharpness, cold and imposing. He just stared at Su Luo so deeply, staring at him without a moment, staring fiercely!
Chapter completed!