The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Nangong Liuyun saw Su’s look at him, picking his eyebrows, and screaming at the corner of his mouth, lazily saying: “Want to be a female upper-ranking person, OK, this king gives you this opportunity, come on.”

Shameless! Men without a lower limit! Is it cheaper to take her cheaper in words?

Sue hated and glanced at him, but at this time, Nangong Liuyun suddenly closed his eyes, and his forehead seemed to be wearing a layer of sweat.

"Nan Gong, are you -" Su Luo felt that something was wrong, she rolled up the quilt and moved to the Nangong Yunyun.

Nangong Liuyun waved his hand and smiled. He wrote an understatement: "Nothing, there is a little old disease. When the time is up, it will hurt for a while."

Old disease? What kind of old injury can the Nangong Liuyun call the old disease?

When the time comes, it will hurt for a while. When is the time, can it be said that it will intermittently hurt every other time?

Su’s heart flashed a pity, she couldn’t think of it, it would make Nangong’s painful and painful face change, how painful it would be... For a time, she was overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do.

Nangong Liuyun sideways, holding with one hand, laughing at her.

However, Su Lu clearly saw that the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping into drops, and the back and back of his chest were soaked by cold sweat. He smiled as if he had smiled before, but he felt so pale.

"You--" Su Luo wants to ask him if he has something like painkillers, but after thinking about it, the strength of Nangong Palace can't restrain this pain. What can the painkiller do?

Nangong Liuyun suddenly closed his eyes. He turned over and pulled the quilt to cover himself. "Well, it is not too late. If you don't want to sleep here, go out and find Lingfeng, he will arrange everything."

His tone was a little bit rushed, and some of them were forbearing. They used the quilt to cover the whole person and make a dull voice.

Su Lu couldn't see his look, but seeing him twisting his body, bowing his back, and the quilt a little trembling, it seemed to be very painful.

Su Luo was a bit stunned, and his heart was uneasy.

What happened to Nangong Liuyun? So how can a man who is overbearing and arrogant?

And look at him, it seems that this old disease has been bothering him, periodically attacking?

Su Luo has not gone, she sat up, hands clasped her knees, sideways, and looked at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liu Yun fell asleep, and the blindfolded quilt slipped to the side, revealing the sweaty and pale face.

Outside the wind, the world, such as the world, do not dry the sweat is easy to catch cold.

Su Luo thought about it, slammed his bed and went out.

There were always people waiting at the door, and under the command of the Soviet Union, a hot pot of hot water was quickly picked up, and a pile of snow-white quinces was placed.

"I will go in on my own, you will continue to guard." Sue sent a sentence to the next person, hand-held hot water into the room.

Nangong Liuyun, a strong man, must not want people to see his fragile side.

Su Luo put the jade pot on the table, wringed the parchment, and gently wiped the sweaty face of Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liu Yun's face, his brows are tight, his face is pale and terrible.

Although he had no choice but to shoot him to death, but now he saw him like this, but in the heart of Su Luo, he took a pity, and his fingers involuntarily touched his face and gently slid to his eyebrows.

He seems to have stretched a bit.

Su can feel very happy to do something for him.