But before she could stand firm.
"Bang!!!"
There was a loud slamming of a door!
The closed door almost brushed her nose.
Lady Yaojia felt an indescribable fear in her heart... She was afraid of Nangong Liuyun's eyes.
She had watched Her Majesty the Queen kill people since she was one year old, and had been able to kill people since she was two years old. Her courage had been trained to be very big and she was fearless!
She was arrogant and cruel to many people, but she found that she was actually afraid of Luoying's eyes... It was a kind of inferiority and cowardice that came from feeling ashamed of herself.
At this moment, the entire tent seemed to be still.
Those men in black who fell to the ground pretended to be unconscious and did not dare to get up at all.
Because if they get up, it means they will see Lord Yaojia being driven out of the tent by Lord Luoying... How embarrassing, Lord Yaojia will definitely find someone to vent his anger!
Sure enough, everyone is very experienced.
Lord Yaojia swept his angry eyes around!
She was embarrassed by Luo Ying, and she wanted to make everyone else embarrassed!
She stretched out her hand and the bodyguard quickly handed her a purple nine-section whip.
Lord Yaojia turned around and was about to hit the bodyguard with the purple nine-section whip, which had barbs made of deep-sea black iron.
The purple nine-section whip was lashed, and the bodyguard who hit the muzzle of the gun was immediately whipped back and hit the tent from a distance, knocking down three tents in a row.
"Search! Search for him! If you can't find that little thief, each of you will be whipped a hundred times!" Lord Yaojia waved the whip and left angrily.
One hundred lashes???
How could someone who could be Master Yaojia's bodyguard be weak? But even then, if he couldn't withstand a single whip from the angry Fairy Yaojia, would he be punished with a hundred lashes?
Everyone thinks Lord Haruka is crazy!
But, no matter how crazy she is, she is the next Queen!
After Lord Yaojia left, the group of men in black got up angrily, suppressed all their anger in their hearts, and tried even harder to find the little thief.
But what about the little thief?
They are now in Lord Luoying's tent.
After Yaojia left, Su Luo leaned against the screen and looked at Nangong Liuyun with a smile.
She suddenly felt that he was particularly handsome and charming when he coldly and heartlessly rejected those admirers.
Nangong Liuyun casually took off the broken mask and threw it aside.
He walked up to Su Luo and looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes as deep as the sea and full of affection.
Su Luo raised her palm-sized face and looked up at her, her clear eyes filled with a hint of admiration.
Nangong Liuyun chuckled and scratched the tip of her jade-like, crystal-clear nose: "What are you looking at?"
"Look at you." Su Luo crossed her arms, looked at him slowly, and spoke slowly, "I really like the way you were just now, I really, really like you."
This was the first time that Su Luo said without hesitation that she liked him very much.
Nangong Liuyun loved to hear this sentence.
He had thought many times about what the scene would be like when he met Su Luo again. He had never expected Su Luo to say such words.
But now, without waiting for him to ask, she said what he loved to hear the most. Sure enough, she deserved to be ignored.
"Have you figured it out?" Nangong Liuyun raised the corners of his lips evilly, turned around and sat on the couch, holding Su Luo in his arms.
At this moment, where was the cold and heartless attitude he had shown towards Master Yaojia? Where was the aloofness that kept people at a distance?
Now he is like a young boy in love, with smiles all over his face and eyes, a kind of joy that he cannot suppress from the heart.
Nangong Liuyun seldom smiles, and Su Luo is the only one who can see his true smile. But it must be said that when he smiles, the sun and the moon lose their luster and become dim.
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PS: Who said it would be abusive? Isn’t this very sweet~~~~
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