She could imagine that last night, he had already received such heavy internal injuries and external trauma, in addition to his illness flaring up, on top of that. Also, running into a storm surge on the ocean…so out of luck, how did he run into all these misfortunes?
As for her? What was she doing at that time?
Once Su Luo thought about this, she simply wanted to cover her face.
Last night, under such conditions of high wind and rapid waves, she…actually fell asleep.
She could imagine him with great difficulty dragging his ill body that was seriously injured to chase after her. He was risking his life, sliding through the ocean, following after the direction she went spinning towards non-stop. While she was contentedly sound asleep, having a good dream…
Thinking of this, Su Luo was feeling so guilty that she nearly kneeled down in front of him.
Nangong Liuyun raised an eyebrow, cast a quick sidelong glance at Su Luo, and the corner of his lips rose slightly:
Now you are aware of your mistake?
Su Luo kept silent but nodded her head with all her might.
Nangong Liuyun beckoned her with his hand:
Come here.
Su Luo eagerly, with jolting buttocks, ran over. She cleverly sat in front of him, silently watching him.
That was a cleverly cute, meek appearance that Nangong Liuyun had never seen on her body.
Nangong Liuyun reached out his hand to rub her head:
Do you know what to do now?
Eh?
Su Luo expressed that she didn’t understand?
Nangong Liuyun slanted her a glance. He sought a comfortable position to lean against on the bed and looked at Su Luo nonchalantly:
Now, this king is hungry.
Su Luo’s gaze landed on his chest wound.
After sprinkling blood-clotting pill on top, the blood flow on the wound had already stopped. Moreover, it had the faint signs of healing.
Su Luo washed a fruit and handed it over to Nangong Liuyun.
Unexpectedly, he was still very picky and shook his head:
This king doesn’t eat such random stuff.
They were stranded on this uninhabited island and he was still this picky. Su Luo speechlessly cast him a glance:
Besides these fruits, there are only oysters and Amethyst Thorned fishes.
Nangong Liuyun very extravagantly spoke a sentence:
Just the Amethyst Thorned fish then.
One Amethyst Thorned fish was equivalent to one green-colored crystal stone. Fetching the fish to roast, then, you basically couldn’t absorb its spirit essence.
But Su Luo now lacked other stuff, and Amethyst Thorned fish was something she had plenty of. Once she heard Nangong Liuyun say this, she promised without raising any objections.
As far as barbecuing was concerned, Su Luo was so familiar with it that she could do it with one hand tied behind her back. In a short while, she had roasted two golden-colored Amethyst Thorned fishes, so fragrant that it assailed the nostrils.
Su Luo’s barbecuing skills was extremely good, both sides of the fish were golden and not burned, it was flaky and crispy at the same time. Just smelling it would make the person eating emotionally moved.
Su Luo handed the larger one to Nangong Liuyun:
Ready to eat, take it.
Nangong Liuyun glanced once at her, with an aggrieved expression, he said:
You aren’t showing a bit of sincerity. In any case, shouldn’t you be feeding it to this king?
What?
Su Luo was extremely hungry herself, she had snatched up the roasted fish and was stuffing it in her mouth, and with obstructed speech, she asked.
Heavens knows it had already been two days since she had a grain of rice. She was so famished that her bones were sticking out.
This king is a sick person!
Nangong Liuyun acted somewhat shamelessly.
Su Luo exasperatedly rolled her eyes at him:
Nothing wrong with your hands.
However, this king is a sick person! So sick I’m about to die!
Nangong Liuyun angrily glared at her.
An unreasonable male was simply incredibly childish.
Afraid that him getting angry would affect the wound, Su Luo could only raise both hands in surrender:
Okay, okay, okay, feed you, then just feed you, like a disabled person.
Nangong Liuyun obviously was still somewhat displeased and turned his face away, not looking at Su Luo.
Su Luo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and said:
Didn’t I say I will feed you? Why are you still mad?
No sincerity.
Nangong Liuyun mumbled a phrase in complaint.
How could I not have sincerity?
Su Luo sat properly at his side, with the other hand turning his face that was panting with rage back:
Ahhh, open your mouth
