Chapter 444: Warmth and Romance 2

Nangong Liuyun glanced at her faintly and slowly said, “You claim to be sincere, yet you didn’t even check if the temperature was too high before eating, or if it might scald This King. Google Search Reading.”

Su Luo was truly resigned to this fussy man.

Even though they had fallen to this place, he still insisted on his noble demeanor.

Seeing his clearly defined black and white eyes staring at her innocently, Su Luo felt like crying but had no tears. She had clearly just eaten one; how could she not know if it was hot?

He was simply looking for trouble.

To appease this awkward big boy, Su Luo had no choice but to take a bite of the Purple Bauhinia Fish herself, then said to Nangong Liuyun, “Alright, the temperature is neither hot nor cold, it’s just right. Hurry and eat.”

Nangong Liuyun leaned comfortably against the soft cushion, his gaze critical. He pointed a finger at the spot Su Luo had bitten and said very seriously, “This King wants to eat that spot.”

His solemn appearance first made Su Luo pause.

Was the meat on the fish's back especially delicious? She hadn't been picky; she just took a random bite.

Raising her eyes and seeing Nangong Liuyun’s slightly narrowed Phoenix eyes and upturned lips, Su Luo instantly understood.

“You—” She was speechless. So that was the subtlety.

Nangong Liuyun slowly and methodically said, “Didn't you say you felt guilty? Where is the guilt? You won't even feed me the fish.”

Fine, Su Luo conceded defeat.

She really shouldn't have acted that way last night.

Su Luo took a deep breath, steadied her Qi, and used her chopsticks to carefully pick the fish meat off the bone and feed it to him bit by bit.

Nangong Liuyun currently looked obedient, clumsy, and silly. Where was the cruel and bloodthirsty appearance he usually had? He was as docile as a child being fed in kindergarten.

After finally finishing feeding him the fish, Su Luo felt it was harder than running several hundred kilometers.

Who knew that fellow Nangong Liuyun still wouldn't quiet down?

He imperiously ordered Su Luo, “This King wants a bath!”

Su Luo instantly had the urge to slap him dead.

“What is your current condition? And you want a bath?” He had just undergone surgery for such severe wounds, and they hadn't even scabbed over, yet he wanted a bath.

Truly like a petulant child.

Nangong Liuyun was very stubborn, shaking his head and simply insisting, “This King smells awful, I must bathe!”

“How about waiting until the wound is a little better before bathing?” At this moment, Su Luo was like someone coaxing a moody child, gentle yet helpless.

“No, I want it now.” This disobedient Little Brat was incredibly stubborn.

Su Luo was practically grinding her teeth, putting her hands on her hips: “Nangong Liuyun, stop being so childish! You are not a three-year-old! You should know what is best for yourself.”

Nangong Liuyun turned his face away in grievance, ignoring Su Luo.

His puffed-up appearance clearly showed he was sulking.

Su Luo rubbed her forehead.

God, who could tell her why the noble, powerful, and arrogant Prince Jin Your Highness had become so ridiculously childish?

Nangong Liuyun had his back to her, looking at the plants in the corner, not saying a word.

Su Luo stood quietly behind him, watching him with some helplessness.

The surroundings were very quiet, quiet enough to hear the sound of wind blowing fallen leaves.

Suddenly, Nangong Liuyun threw off the brocade quilt. His slender body stood up, and he got out of bed and turned to walk outside.

Su Luo immediately grew anxious, grabbing the hand that brushed past her, and frantically said, “Your wounds haven't healed yet! How can you get out of bed? Where are you going?”

Nangong Liuyun glanced back at her, his eyes half-lowered, and slowly said, “A bath.”