Feeling that there was movement not far away, Su Luo walked towards the place where the sound was made, wearing a loose outer robe.

Turning over a wooden board, Su Luo saw a thin figure squatting on the ground. There was a stove in front of him, and a pot of nourishing white porridge with a strong smell was stewed on the stove.

Nangong Liuyun, who has never washed his hands and made soup, is busy with his work.

He is good at many things, but he may really not be good at cooking, so he is a little busy.

The warm sunlight shone in from outside the window and projected on him, giving him a hazy and blurry feeling.

When Nangong Liuyun heard footsteps coming from behind, he subconsciously turned around.

Then, Su Luo saw a distinct black mark on his beautiful and fair face.

Su Luo suddenly laughed out loud.

When Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo, he stood up calmly, threw the lid up, and said casually: "Are you awake? Then you cook."

Su Luo walked over, squatted in front of Nangong Liuyun, held his cheek with both hands, and looked at him with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Nangong Second Young Master glanced at Su Luo angrily.

"Second Young Master Nangong, it turns out that you can wash your hands and make soup? It's really rare." Su Luo looked at the nourishing porridge in front of him, and then looked at Nangong Liuyun's slightly embarrassed expression.

Nangong Liuyun looked up and pinched Su Luo's face.

"It hurts." Su Luo pouted.

"It's good if you know it hurts, can you still make fun of it?" Nangong Liuyun looked up and sorted out Su Luo's slightly messy bangs.

Poor Su Luo didn't know that while Nangong Ersen's slender fingers turned, three cute little turtles were drawn on her forehead and cheeks.

Su Luo didn't know yet, she glared at Nangong Liuyun: "What's wrong with teasing you? If you have the ability, you can take revenge on me~~"

Su Luo said as he turned around and ran away.

After running for a few words, Su Luo found something was wrong because Nangong Liuyun did not catch up.

Su Luo felt strange and stopped and looked back at Nangong Liuyun.

At this moment, Nangong Ershao looked at her and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Luo had a bad premonition.

Nangong Liuyun only looked at her and smiled meaningfully.

Su Luo subconsciously raised his head and wiped it on his face, then looked down at the bottom of the pot with one hand.

Su Luo took out the mirror and looked at it, and was immediately angry-

"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo rushed up angrily.

On a quiet morning, the quiet ruined temple, Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo were playing and making fun of each other, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

Later on, Su Luo was already out of breath, but Nangong Liuyun's face was not red or breathless.

But from his starry eyes, the overflowing smile could be seen.

He has never been so happy during this period.

While Su Luo was panting, Nangong Liuyun put his slender arms in his arms and held Su Luo in his arms.

"Let go!" Su Luo was a little angry and shy.

"Don't let it go." Nangong Ershao's voice was gentle, but with unquestionable determination, "Want to let me go? Don't think about it!"

"Nangong Liuyun, you are unreasonable!"

"It's just unreasonable to you." Nangong Ershao's answer was natural.

"Nangong Liuyun, you are a scoundrel!"

"I'm just a scoundrel to you." Nangong Ershao's answer was very smooth.

Su Luo: "..."

She was helpless!
Chapter completed!