1008. Chapter 1008 The Trip to Muxian Mansion 2
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Finally, when she was awake, she said the words that made him feel uncomfortable in the dormitory these days.
His Luoluo was finally able to clearly stop at the apology in his heart.
Su Luo stared blankly at Nangong Liuyun.
The image of that day came to mind.
Nangong Liuyun turned around and left, his back was determined, there was no room for turning around.
Torrential rain, thin figure, crying in despair
Su Luo pondered for a while, stroking his hair with her slender hand like jade, and said softly, "I also had bad things that day, it's not entirely your fault."
"No, it's my fault." Nangong Liuyun raised his eyes. He who was originally indifferent and alienated was now tender and touching.
Su Luo smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Nangong, it's my fault. If I hadn't hesitated and hesitated that day, I wouldn't have misunderstood you."
"Luoluo——" Nangong Liuyun's voice was warm and deep, his jointed hands tightly held Su Luo's hand, and his two lonely hearts were tightly intertwined, becoming one.
"I'm so sorry." Nangong Liuyun sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Su Luo into his arms lightly, resting his chin on top of her head, and spoke slowly.
"If I had been more patient and restrained my temper that day, neither would you"
Thinking of how Su Luo was hurt like that by the old hag, Nangong Liuyun's face, as thin as beautiful porcelain, burst out with veins, ferocious and violent.
"Master has already killed the old hag Yanxia." Su Luo smiled lightly and brightly.
"I didn't kill it with my own hands." Nangong Liuyun was not without regret.
Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun, who was dressed in a brocade robe in front of her, who brought elegance and nobility to the extreme, and smiled: "It's okay, anyway, she's already dead."
"However, Ouyang Yunqi is not dead yet!" Nangong Liuyun clenched his fist slightly.
At this time, his eyes were deep and cold, like a piercing cold light, and his face was full of incomparable strength and domineering.
Su Luo's heart twitched slightly.
It can be seen that this proud, dignified, king-like man in front of him is really thinking about Shang Yunqi.
Although he didn't ask, it didn't mean he didn't want to know.
He was so angry that day, which shows how much he cares. It's just that the current self can't afford to be seriously injured, so he deliberately suppressed it, right?
Master once said that Yun Qi has entered the path of the devil. Now, even the master can't find his whereabouts.
But one day, Yun Qi will definitely return the king, when the time comes
Su Luo took a deep breath, held Nangong Liuyun's hand, and stared at him quietly: "Do you believe me?"
Nangong Liuyun nodded without hesitation: "I believe."
No matter what Luoluo said, he believed everything.
No matter what Luoluo wants, as long as he has it.
This was the last time Nangong Liuyun swore to himself when he saw Su Luo on the verge of death.
Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun in front of her.
It was the setting sun at this time, and in the faint afterglow of the setting sun, his black hair poured down like splashed ink and fell on his thin shoulders, making him look evil, feminine and dazzling.
Such a perfect man, but now she has the possibility of losing him
Su Luo pursed her thin red lips, and finally made up her mind: "Then, I should tell you about the past."
Rather than being interfered by Yunqi in the future, it is better to tell the truth now, if Nangong Liuyun can't accept it then, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain.
Seeing Su Luo's solemn expression, Nangong Liuyun hesitated instead: "If it's difficult"