That smiling expression made the observing Su Luo’s heart cautious and panicked.
“What are you thinking of doing?” Su Luo subconsciously retreated a few steps back, cautiously staring at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun’s sharp eyebrows moved slightly, wrinkling: “Still dilly-dallying? Haven’t eaten your fill yet?”
Su Luo seriously nodded instead: “How do you know? I really still haven’t eaten my fill yet.”
Nangong Liuyun’s complexion darkened, just wanted to say something, but heard Su Luo loudly yell: “Seeing that last night you were so busy, certainly, you also must not have eaten well, right? Wait, I will immediately bring it to you.”