Sensing the movement not far away, Su Luo, in her baggy robe, walked towards the place where the sound came from.

Turning around a plank, Su Luo saw a thin figure squatting on the ground. There was a stove in front of him, on which was stewing a pot of nourishing porridge with strong smell.

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

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

Warm sunlight from the window, projected on him, let him have a hazy and blurred feeling.

Hearing the footsteps behind, Nangong Liuyun subconsciously turned back.

Then, Su Luo saw that there was an obvious black mark on the beautiful and white face.

Su Luo burst into laughter.

Seeing Su Luo, Nangong Liuyun stood up calmly, threw the pot cover up and said casually, "are you awake? Then you can cook it

Su Luo walked over and squatted in front of Nangong Liuyun, holding his cheeks in both hands and looking at him with a smile.

"Why?" Nangong Er Shao gives Su a bad look.

"Nangong Er Shao, do you know how to wash your hands and make soup? It's a rare sight. " Su Luo looked at the nourishing porridge in front of her eyes, and then looked at Nangong Liuyun's slightly embarrassed expression.

Nangong Liuyun looks up and pinches Su Luo's face.

"It hurts." Su Luo's mouth was pursed.

"It's good to know the pain, but do you still tease me?" Nangong Liuyun raised his head and arranged the slightly disordered bangs of Su Luo.

Poor Su Luo didn't know that Nangong Er Shao painted three cute little turtles on her forehead and cheek.

Su Luo did not know, she glared at Nangong Liuyun: "what's wrong with you? If you have the ability to retaliate against me ~ ~ "

Su Luo said as she turned around and ran away.

Run a few words, Su Luo found something wrong, because Nangong Liuyun did not catch up.

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

At the moment, Nangong Er Shao watched her smile.

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

Nangong Liuyun only looks at her and smiles with profound meaning.

Su looked up to her face and looked down at the bottom of the pot.

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

"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo rushes up in a huff.

Quiet morning, quiet broken temple, Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo fight and make a scene of unprecedented warmth.

Later, Su Luo was out of breath, but Nangong Liuyun was not red and out of breath.

But from his star eyes, you can see the overflowing smile.

He had never been so happy during this time.

When Su Luo is out of breath, Nangong Liuyun's slender arm pulls Su Luo into his arms.

"Let go Su Luo was angry and shy.

"No Nangong Er Shao's voice was gentle, but with unquestionable determination, "do you want me to let go? Don't think about it

"Don't be reasonable, Nangong."

"No reason for you." Nangong Er Shao's answer is natural.

"Nangong Liuyun, you rascal

"To you alone, rascal." Nangong Er Shao answered very smoothly.

Su Luo: --

She is helpless!

No matter what she said, Nangong Liuyun is so comfortable. His central idea is: Su Luo, you are the only special treatment in my life.

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