Su Luo held her forehead and dumbfoundedly said: “ Don’t call me ‘sister-in-law’. I really don’t have any relationship with Nangong Liuyun. Furthermore, you are his sworn brother, your words are even more useful than mine.”
“Sister-in-law, don’t crack jokes. In front of Nangong, one sentence from you is equal to one hundred sentences from me. Sister-in-law, I beseech you, say something to Nangong so that I won’t once again be dragged home to practice Sound Wave martial arts….”Beichen Ying had a face of having long suffered, that was desperate from depression, as if that Sound Wave martial arts tormented him very miserably.
Su Luo was helpless from lack of a better option: “I already told you, don’t call me ‘sister-in-law’.”
Beichen Ying calling her like this, made it seem as if her status has successfully changed to Princess Jin, Nangong Liuyun’s wife.
“Then, sister-in-law, can you please just help me.” Beichen Ying had a wailing-at-a-funeral expression on his little face. His rosy, glossy lips opened and closed, and his watery, limpid eyes which were like peach blossoms, looked at Su Luo, waiting anxiously