Finally, when she was awake, she said this sentence that made him uncomfortable in the bedroom these days.

His fall was finally able to clearly stop the apology in his heart.

Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun in a daze.

The image of that day comes to mind.

Nangong Liuyun turned away, his back was resolute, and there was no room for turning.

Torrential rain, emaciated figures, desperate weeping......

Su Luo groaned a little, his slender jade hand stroked his hair, and his voice was soft: "I also had something bad that day, I don't blame you all." ”

"No, it's my fault." Nangong Liuyun raised his eyes, he was originally indifferent and detached, but at this moment he was tender and moving.

Su Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Nangong, it's my fault." If I hadn't hesitated and hesitated that day, I wouldn't have misunderstood. ”

"Luoluo-" Nangong Liuyun's voice was warm and low, his knuckled hand held Su Luo's hand tightly, and the two lonely hearts were tightly intertwined, merging into one.

"I regret it." Nangong Liuyun sat on the edge of the bed, gently hugged Su into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and spoke slowly.

"If I could have been a little more patient and restrained my temper that day, you wouldn't have ......"

As soon as he remembered that Su Luo had been injured like that by the old witch of Yanxia, Nangong Liuyun's face, which was as thin as beautiful porcelain, suddenly burst into green tendons, hideous and violent.

"Master has killed the old witch of Yanxia." Su Luo smiled faintly, his smile bright.

"I didn't kill it myself." Nangong Liuyun is not without regrets.

Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun, who was dressed in a brocade robe in front of him and graceful, bringing elegance and nobility to the extreme, and smiled: "It's okay, she's dead anyway." ”

"However, Ouyang Yunqi is not dead yet!" Nangong Liuyun's fist clenched slightly.

At this time, his eyes were deep and cold, like a piercing coldness, and his face was full of unstoppable domineering.

Su Luo's heart twitched slightly.

It can be seen that the arrogant, noble, and king-like man in front of him is really worried about Shangyun.

Although he didn't ask, it didn't mean that he didn't want to know.

He was angry like that that day, which shows how much he cares in his heart. It's just that he can't afford to be seriously injured now, so he deliberately suppressed it, right?

Master once said that Yunqi has entered the Demon Path. Now, even the master can't find his whereabouts.

But one day, Yunqi will definitely return as the king, and when the time comes......

Su Luo took a deep breath, took Nangong Liuyun's hand, and stared at him quietly: "Do you believe me?" ”

Nangong Liuyun nodded without hesitation: "Letter." ”

No matter what Luoluo said, he believed it all.

No matter what Luoluo wants, as long as he has it.

This is the last time he saw Su Luo on the verge of death, Nangong Liuyun made an oath to himself.

Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun in front of him.

At this time, it was sunset, and in the faint afterglow of the setting sun, his jet-black hair poured down like splashes of ink, falling down on his thin shoulders, making his whole person look evil and feminine, 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, it's time to tell you about the past." ”

Rather than being intervened by Yunqi in the future, it is better to tell the matter and the plate now, if Nangong Liuyun can't accept it at that time...... So, long pain is better than short pain.

Seeing Su Luo's solemn face, Nangong Liuyun hesitated: "If you are embarrassed......