The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 2939: Emotional scene 1

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After Su Luo cleaned herself, she took clean clothes from the space and put them on.

The wind and frost have been washed away, and the whole person looks completely new.

In the process, Nangong Liuyun smiled slightly and looked at Su Luo.

Looking at her like this, for him, she is full of happiness.

At this time, Su Luo walked behind Nangong Liuyun and his voice was soft: "There may be a little pain when taking medicine."

Su Luo cleaned himself before applying medicine to him, because he was afraid that the dust he brought along would contaminate him.

Nangong Liuyun smiled and shook his head: "Can it be more painful than cold poison?"

Thinking of the cold poison of Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo felt another pain in her heart.

How can her Nangong be so disaster-ridden ...

The reason why Nangong Liuyun ’s wound could not be healed for a long time is because Her Majesty invaded her elemental force in his wound and forcibly damaged his body.

This point, Su Luo understands, Nangong Liuyun is more clear.

Looking at Nangong Liuyun's flawless back, the scarlet whip marks that Su Luo felt distressed could not add.

Icy fingertips touched the scarlet wound with trembling.

There is an imperial coagulant left by Master in Su Luo's hands, which is very effective in treating trauma.

However, because it is not a symptomatic medicine, it is just that.

If you do n’t dissolve the power left by Her Majesty the Queen, this power will spread unscrupulously in the Nangong Liuyun, destroying his body again and again.

Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "The disaster, the blessing of the blessing, may be blessed by the disaster this time."

"You can heal the wound, and I'm thankful." Su Luo didn't hope that.

Nangong Liuyun smiled noncommittally.

Your Majesty ’s elemental strength is a big supplement, which can be used for your own purposes. Even if his strength does not soar, it will soar.

Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun to finish his medicine and wash his hands.

Nangong was led by her and walked back to the hall.

On the dining table in the hall, Su Luo's boiled colorful golden chicken porridge was placed.

It looks soft and glutinous, with a hint of aroma, and you know just by smelling it, it must be very good.

"Quickly eat." Su Luo took both chopsticks and handed him.

Nicely, Su Luo waited, but Nangong Liuyun changed his mind.

"Don't eat." He put down his chopsticks and looked at Su Luo with a dim gaze.

The beautiful eyes are looking at her like this.

Su Luo sighed, sat down beside him, and asked softly, "Then why are you willing to eat?"

Su Luo feels that she is coaxing a child.

"Unless you feed me." Nangong Liuyun raised his chin proudly with his arms around his arms.

Su Luo glanced angrily at him: "Don't you have long hands yourself?"

Nangong Liuyun turned his head, glaring at Su Luo with an aggrieved look, and turned his head silently again.

That little look, like a petty little fart boy, with such a grievance.

"I'm still a patient ..." He flattened his mouth and muttered softly.

Remembering the shocking whiplash on his back, Su Luo's heart softened instantly.

"Okay, I'll feed you, is that all right?" Su Luo shook his head with a wry smile and began to serve the big boy.

Su Luo scooped a spoonful of colorful golden chicken silk porridge and handed it to the mouth of Nangong Liuyun: "Master, please drink porridge."

Looking at Su Luo's eyebrows with a flirtatious meaning, Nangong Liuyun snorted without opening his mouth.

Su Luo sighed helplessly: "My lord, what are you doing?"