Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Nan Jiateng listened to Cha Qingluo's soft voice on her back, her eyes gleaming softly.

He walked calmly step by step, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, I still have a lot of clothes there."

The meaning of Nan Jiateng is nothing more than to let the tea pour out the car so much, even if the oil drops on his clothes.

Cha Qingluo put her head on the back of Nan Jiateng. She just ate a lot on the road. At this time, she didn’t want to eat anymore. She wanted to lean quietly on Nan Jiateng’s back. feel.

She could not have imagined it before, and the cold Nanjia Teng petted people and could be so.

"Nan Jiateng?"

"Ok?"

"Have you ever carried someone else before?"

After asking this sentence, Cha Qingluo's breath was breathless, she was actually a little nervous.

She wondered if Nan Jiateng had ever carried Yang Manqin before.

But I can't imagine the picture.

It was the feeling Master gave her, and her character was too cold and arrogant.

However, Yang Manqin's personality is also very good for her.

She still wondered if Nan Jiateng had carried other girls before.

Suddenly Nan Jiateng heard Cha Qingluo's interrogation, and his steps came to a halt. He said quietly: "No, I only carried you one."

Hearing this, Cha Qingluo was instantly happy.

She couldn't help laughing again, and started shaking her legs on Nan Jiateng's back.

Nan Jiateng felt the joy of Cha Qingluo and smiled helplessly.

But she held her firmly, "Be careful, don't fall."

Cha Qingluo quieted down, but she lay in Nan Jiateng's ear and gently said: "I know, you won't let me fall."

When Cha Qingluo said this, his tone was soft and soft, and his breath was blowing against Nan Jiateng's ear.

Nan Jiateng's body was stiff and he felt a bit terrible.

Cha Qingluo talked to him like this, his mind was disturbed, and the hands holding Cha Qingluo's hips could not help but tighten.

Cha Qingluo felt that there was a current flowing through his body, and there was a feeling of numbness.

She bit at Nan Jiateng's shoulder and hummed.

Nan Jiateng's throat rolled, "Tilted, good, don't make trouble."

When Nan Jiateng said this, his voice was a little hoarse.

The girl didn't know that just now, so he would...

Nan Jiateng took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner emotions.

Fortunately, it is winter now, the wind is cold, and the wind blows on his face, so that the heat on him slowly dissipates.

But the blood in the body is also hot and hot.

"I didn't make trouble, just some..."

Something Cha Qingluo could not describe, but at this time her cheeks were all red.

Her body is also a bit soft and weak, so she can only lean on Nan Jiateng's back like this.

Soon, Nan Jiateng went back downstairs in her dormitory with Cha Qingluo on her back.

Although most of the students in the school are now on vacation, there are still a few people on the campus. Everyone watched Nan Jiateng carrying tea and pouring it, he couldn't help but stop to watch.

After Cha Qingluo came down from Nan Jiateng's back, he took a few deep breaths, but the crimson color on his face had not dissipated.

Nan Jiateng looked at Cha Qingluo's blush and bowed her head to kiss the corner of her eyes.

Nan Jiateng just wanted to kiss the corner of tea's eyes.

But Cha Qingluo's eyelashes twitched, like a small brush, brushing the corners of his lips, causing a itchy feeling.

He couldn't help but continue to kiss.

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