THE DEMONIC KING CHASES HIS WIFE: THE REBELLIOUS GOOD-FOR-NOTHING MISS [1]

1361-1380

Nangong Liuyun expressed that he was very satisfied with the current situation.

Su Luo sat, leaning against the carriage wall, while Nangong Liuyun half-lied on the carriage board, his head using Su Luo's knees as a pillow. His eyes was closed, the spirit power revolving around in his body.

Warm and gentle sunshine passed through the curtain that was lifted up, shining into the carriage. The light was so bright that she could even see the fine hairs on his ears very clearly.

Su Luo looked at him not moving, a faint doting light flashing through her eyes.

Chapter 1362 - Returned as a king (2)

If it wasn't because of her, Nangong Liuyun wouldn't get hurt time and time again. It was all her fault for not being good. She loved to get into trouble, loves to stir up trouble, finally implicating him to be injured more and more seriously everytime.

The more Su Luo thought about it, the guiltier she felt. The more she thought, the more she felt like a bastard. She lifted her hand, and slapped towards her own head gloomily.

However, before her hand touched her forehead, it was stopped by a strong and slender arm.

Nangong Liuyun's fingers were like snowy jade, covered with a sparkling and transparent luster, extremely beautiful.

Su Luo lowered her head and just so happened to meet Nangong Liuyun's gaze.

Nangong Liuyun's black-as-drops-of-ink eyes were deep like the sea, this pair of eyes that usually looked scornfully at the world, now appeared to reflect the warm and gentle sunlight. His eyes held a smile, as if spoiling a child, smiling for her to see.

"What are you looking at?" Su Luo snorted in annoyance.

Just that split second ago, that sour feeling she was mulling over, all evaporated immediately, Su Luo couldn't help but glare at him in annoyance.

Nangong Liuyun, calm and composed, glanced at her, the corner of his rosy lips opening slightly: "What? Can't think out of a depression and want to commit suicide?"

"Who can't think out of depression? Who are you talking about?" Su Luo wouldn't admit to it even if she was to die.

Nangong Liuyun saw this appearance of Su Luo's and lightly laughed. He sat up, his slender and powerful arm reached out and pulled Su Luo into his embrace.

Su Luo leaned against his broad chest, smelling the sweet fragrance that came only from his body. Her mind calmed down completely.

Nangong Liuyun patted her back rhythmically, the movement was as if trying to put a child to sleep, he smiled lightly: "Luo Luo, what you did is very right, very amazing."

"Huh?" His embrace was so warm, so fragrant, as motionless and strong as a towering mountain, giving people a powerful sense of security. Su Luo felt the desire to sleep gradually approaching towards her.

"Luo Luo, as long as you want to do something, then just go do it, don't need to consider other things, and also don't need to look back. As long as you like it, then just go and do it." Nangong Liuyun looked over Su Luo's shoulders at the careful white clouds in the azure sky. His eyes were half-narrowed, as if making an oath, and he muttered to himself, "Because my motivation to become strong, is just to protect you ah."

Su Luo's sleepiness bubbled up, so, her consciousness was somewhat muddled and only gave a soft 'yes' in agreement. In fact, she really didn't take note of what Nangong Liuyun had said.

Nangong Liuyun softly patted her back, coaxing her into sleep, seeing her cute rosy lips turning into a pout, Nangong Liuyun couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself. His Luo girl, was still a child ah.