Chapter 445 – Softly fragrant and romantic (2)
Nangong Liuyun glanced at her faintly, leisurely saying: “Still saying you are sincere, before feeding me, you don’t even know to test to see if the temperature is too high, whether it can burn this king or not.”
Su Luo was finally convincingly defeated by this picky male.
They had been reduced to these kind of circumstances, and he still insisted on living like a lord of the manor.
Seeing his pair of monochrome eyes innocently staring at her, Su Luo simply lacked the tears to cry. Just a moment ago, she had clearly already eaten a fish, could she still not have known whether it burned her hand or not?
He was simply nitpicking.
In order to placate this difficult, big boy child, Su Luo could only hold the Amethyst Thorned fish and take a bite out of it. Afterwards, she said to Nangong Liuyun: “It’s fine, the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold. It’s perfect, quickly eat it.”
Nangong Liuyun comfortably leaned against the soft cushions, his gaze was picky, his finger pointed at the place Su Luo took a bite, very seriously saying: “This king wants to eat from that place.”
That straight-faced expression he gave, made Su Luo stumped for words.
Could it be that the meat on the back of the fish was especially tasty? She wasn’t too picky and just randomly took a bite.
She lifted her eyes and saw Nangong Liuyun’s slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, with the corner of his lips tilted a touch, and Su Luo suddenly comprehended.
“You, this——” She simply was speechless, as it turned out, the mystery actually lay in there.
Nangong Liuyun calmly said a sentence: “Didn’t you say you feel guilty? Where is the guilt? Still haven’t fed me any fish.”
Fine, Su Luo suffered a defeat.
Last night, she really shouldn’t have.
Su Luo sucked in a deep breath. Smoothing out her breathing, she picked up the chopsticks, scraping the fish meat from the bones, and little by little, fed it to him.
Nangong Liuyun now appeared to be an obedient child, clumsy, foolish. Where did he even have a little of that cruel, bloodthirsty manner? Cute and lovable, just like a little kid that was being fed food in kindergarten.
With great difficulty, she finished feeding him the fish. Su Luo felt it was more challenging than running several hundred kilometers.
Who would have imagined that Nangong Liuyun, this bastard, would actually still not stop.
He bossily said to Su Luo: “This king wants to bathe!”
Su Luo suddenly had an urge to swat him to death.
“Now, what kind of situation are you in? Still want to take a bath?” It was such a serious wound that she had just finished operating on, and it still hadn’t formed a scab yet. In spite of everything, he still wanted to bathe!
Really like a child, being deliberately provocative.
Nangong Liuyun however, was very obstinate. Shaking his head, he only blindly insisted: “This king’s body stinks to death, want to bathe!”
“Can you wait until the wound gets a little better before bathing, okay?” Right now, Su Luo seemed to be in the middle of coaxing a child throwing a tantrum. She was gentle and soft but also seemed helpless.
“Not good, want it right now.” This exceedingly obstinate, bratty kid who wouldn’t do what he was told.
Su Luo nearly clenched her teeth, with both hands placed at her hips: “Nangong Liuyun, don’t be so childish okay! You are not a three-year-old child! You should know what to do that’s best for you.”
Nangong Liuyun, with an expression of having been wronged, turned his face away, refusing to acknowledge Su Luo.
That fuming appearance, clearly, he was being petulant.
Su Luo held her forehead.
God ah, who will come to tell her, the respected, powerful, insufferably arrogant His Highness Prince Jin, how could he have become so childish to this unreasonable extent?
Nangong Liuyun’s back was to her, his eyes looked at the vegetation at the corner, not saying a word.
Su Luo stood unmoving at his back, as she somewhat helplessly watched him.
The surroundings were very quiet, so still that you could hear the wind blowing through the leaves.
All of a sudden, Nangong Liuyun tossed aside the embroidered quilt, his lanky body standing up. He got off the bed, turned his head around and just walked out.
Su Luo was immediately anxious, grabbing onto his hand that brushed by to stop him, she was flustered and exasperatedly said: “You still haven’t recovered completely from your injuries, how could you get off the bed? Where do you want to go right now?”
Nangong Liuyun glanced back to look at her, with half of his eyes hooded, unhurriedly said: “To bathe.”