Outside the door, the afterglow of the setting sun made Su Luo's figure slender.
Su Luo just stood there, watching Nangong Liuyun standing by the window with his hands behind his back.
Her tall figure is as straight as a pine tree, her long clothes are wide-sleeved, and she looks as graceful as an immortal.
Although she couldn't see his expression, Su Luo could tell sadness from his back.
Su Luo walked up to him briskly, put her arms around his thin waist, and pressed her beautiful face against his back.
Nangong Liuyun did not look back. He held Su Luo's hand, and the two stood quietly, feeling the afterglow of the sunset.
There was silence all around, as if time had stopped at this moment.
After a while, Su Luo's voice broke the silence around them: "Shall I go?"
Nangong Liuyun turned around and supported Su Luo's waist. Before she could react, he spun her around and hugged her, letting her sit on the windowsill, facing him.
Su Luo put her arms around his porcelain-white neck and looked at him happily.
"Awake?" Nangong Liuyun asked.
"Hmm." Su Luo caressed Nangong Liuyun's face inch by inch playfully.
This face is so beautiful, the skin is as delicate as fine porcelain, the facial lines are as sharp as if they were cut by a knife, and every facial feature seems to have been carefully carved, exquisite to perfection.
The beauty of some people becomes boring after looking at it for a while, but the beauty of Nangong Liuyun makes people more and more addicted and unable to extricate themselves the more they look at it.
"Does your head still hurt?" Nangong Liuyun's voice was soft, as if he was protecting a fragile piece of porcelain.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Su Luo shook her head seriously.
"Have you recovered your mental strength?"
"I've mostly recovered."
"How much did you hear what my mother said just now?" Su Luo waved her finger at Nangong Liuyunling's lips, and then the Second Young Master Nangong bit her finger.
"Hahaha, it's itchy~~~" Su Luo wanted to pull her fingers out, but she couldn't. Nangong Liuyun's sexy tongue kept teasing her from time to time.
"Nangong Liuyun, don't you have mysophobia? You actually sucked my fingers!"
"Because it's you, silly girl." Nangong Liuyun pinched her flawless white nose in annoyance.
After finally snatching her fingers back, Su Luo wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder, and seriously suggested, "Shall I go treat Liu Xing?"
Nangong Liuyun was silent for a moment.
The atmosphere around was a little cold.
Just when Su Luo was puzzled, Nangong Liuyun's large, hot fingers gently stroked her dark hair.
Su Luo got up from the bed and came over after hearing the quarrel. She was wearing a snow-white middle dress, and her ink-black hair fell softly on her shoulders, with a few strands of it messy.
Nangong Liuyun pondered for a moment before saying, "Let's talk about it after you recover."
"But I've recovered. Your mother is so worried, but you're not worried at all?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
Nangong Liuyun pinched Su Luo's little face lovingly: "Let's talk about it when you are completely well."
"But am I really completely recovered?" Su Luo really wanted to relieve Nangong Liuyun's worries.
"For at least one year, you are not allowed to use medical skills again." Nangong Liuyun sternly warned Su Luo, "You slept for a month, do you want people to worry to death? When you save people, don't you think about your own health at all? Are you still a human being now?"
Su Luo lowered her head after being scolded by Nangong Liuyun.
Although Nangong Liuyun cursed with a dark face, Su Luo felt very touched because he was thinking about her in every way.
She raised her head weakly and secretly, and glanced at Nangong Liuyun with her smiling eyes.
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