Nangong Liuyun did not push her away, still looking at her straightly, his eyes were so bright, as if he could see into the deepest part of her soul.
"I was wrong..." Su Luo bowed her head in repentance.
Nangong Liuyun's breath was stuck in his throat. He admitted his mistake quickly, but it was natural that he would make the same mistake again next time!
"I was really wrong..." Su Luo held Nangong Liuyun's hand and shook it back and forth, her voice soft and with a coquettish ending.
She knew that Nangong Liuyun could not stand her like this and would surrender immediately.
Sure enough, Nangong Liuyun's dark and gloomy expression eased a little.
He shook off Su Luo's hand and glared at her sternly: "Behave yourself, it's not right to touch me!"
The more he acted like this, the more outrageous Su Luo became.
She snuggled up in his arms, touching her all over, pinching here and there.
Nangong Liuyun's whole body suddenly stiffened, his whole body tensed, his breathing became a little heavy. He glared at Su Luo and said, "Little girl, behave yourself."
The more serious and stern he was, the more Su Luo wanted to tease him.
She simply took a long step, spread her legs apart, sat astride his abdomen, wrapped her long arms around his neck, and stared at him with a warm smile.
Nangong Liuyun turned his face away, but a barely perceptible blush appeared on his ear.
Her Nangong is so innocent, I love her so much.
Su Luo leaned forward, her hazy breath lingering around his lips, touching them intimately, but she didn't kiss him.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Nangong Liuyun's forehead.
At this time, how could he still pretend to be angry and push her away? He suddenly wrapped his hands around Su Luo's slender waist, pulled forward and loosened it, and suddenly imprisoned Su Luo in his arms.
"Are you still angry?" Su Luo stretched out her fingers and tapped his porcelain-white chest muscles, which were exposed due to his half-removed clothes.
"Yeah." Nangong Liuyun's voice was muffled, and it could be heard that he was a little angry.
Su Luo stroked the redness and swelling on his forehead with her cold fingers.
She actually wanted to laugh.
With Lord Nangong's strength, such a bruise would disappear in a short while. But he not only refused to let the wound disappear, but also deliberately made it bigger, making her feel guilty when seeing it, right?
Su Luo pressed her fingers on the small bump on his forehead.
"Hiss—" Nangong Liuyun took a breath of cold air.
Su Luo laughed heartily and pushed him, "Hey, that's enough. Stop pretending. Is this enough pain for you?"
Nangong Liuyun glanced at Su Luo and pointed at his feet: "My feet hurt!"
Su Luo then remembered that Nangong Liuyun had a leg disease and she had come to him on her own initiative. So she became nervous and tried to climb down from him in a hurry.
But Nangong Liuyun held her hips, and no matter how she moved her limbs, her body was firmly fixed there, unable to move.
Nangong Liuyun just raised his chin and sneered arrogantly: "Go away, go quickly."
Su Luo slapped him frustratedly: "How can I leave if you don't let go?"
Nangong Liuyun sneered: "Whenever I didn't let go, didn't you leave cleanly? Now you've come to me on your own initiative."
Su Luo: "...Okay, I won't leave, okay? I just want to see your legs, okay?"
"No!" The arrogant boy refused.
"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo shouted at him.
Nangong Liuyun's eyes were slightly aggrieved, and he pursed his lips slightly. His voice was very low, almost whispering: "You clearly know what to do to help relieve the pain, but you deliberately made excuses, rambling, and even said you like me..."
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