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

Cha Qingluo's emotions came and went quickly. She turned around quickly and smiled at Nan Jiateng, "Well, I believe you said."

Nan Jiateng looked at Cha Qingluo like this, and touched her hair tenderly, all with a splendid light in her eyes.

After a pause, Cha Qingluo came to Nan Jiateng and stretched out two hands to hug his neck, saying, "But I still feel sorry for you, and you didn't enjoy school life."

Nan Jiateng heard this sentence, and his heart was touched so much. In these years, no one has ever said that he loved him.

Perhaps in the eyes of his father, he is the son that makes him proud. He has received so much training to become excellent, which is a matter of course.

Perhaps in the eyes of his mother, he also leans on and is the heir of the Nan family.

In the eyes of the Nan family, he is the heir he is looked up to.

But only in the tea pouring, he can feel the warmth, he will be hurt by her.

At this time, Nan Jiateng's heart was so touched that he stretched his arms around Cha Qingluo's waist and pressed her towards himself.

Nan Jiateng hugged Cha Qingluo very hard. He had too many words in his heart that he wanted to tell Cha Qingluo, but he didn't know how to talk to Cha Qingluo.

He could only hug her so hard to express his inner emotions.

Cha Qingluo also stretched her hands around Nan Jiateng's waist. She reached out and patted Nan Jiateng's back gently, as if comforting his emotions.

Nan Jiateng could not help laughing when he felt the tea pouring.

This girl!

Nan Jiateng touched Cha Qingluo's hair and touched her cheek. "Look, my face is a bit cold. It's not too late. Go home?"

Cha Qingluo was actually very excited and wanted to continue walking, but she looked at Nan Jiateng's expression and nodded, "Well, go home."

She knows that the Nan family has recently expanded their business scale, and Nan Jiateng is also very busy. He has to work every day.

It's just that he is busy, and will come back early to accompany her at night.

He is also very responsible, she knows it.

In this way, the two continued to walk back holding hands.

After returning home, Cha Qingluo felt a little tired and didn't want to move in bed.

Nan Jiateng sat by the bed and reached out to stroke Gu Ningshuang's hair. "Tired?"

Cha Qingluo was lying down, blinking at Nan Jiateng, feeling Nan Jiateng was shining all over her. She reached out and grabbed his hand and bit her lips.

"You are like this, are you tired now?"

Cha Qingluo quickly released her hand, "I just felt good when I was shopping outside, but when I got home, I felt very tired."

"Then take a good rest, go to bed early after washing, eh?"

"Ok."

"Are you going to wash first or should I go first?"

"You go, I will lie down again."

Nan Jiateng bowed his head softly and kissed Cha Qingluo's forehead, then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Cha Qingluo was asleep in bed, but she always felt very uncomfortable.

The stomach is uncomfortable, and there is some pain in the stomach.

She didn't know what was going on.

As soon as her stomach hurts, she was very uncomfortable.

At this moment, tea poured dilly curled, biting the lips, trying to relieve stomach pain.

But no matter whether she curled up on her stomach, her stomach still hurt.

Cold sweat came from Cha Qingluo's forehead.

She didn't even know what to do?

In fact, at this time, Cha Qingluo thought of Nan Jiateng.

But how could she call him when he was bathing in the bathroom.

So Cha Qingluo endured stomach pain, thinking that it might be better after a while, and the stomach would not hurt after a while.

But it hurts when the stomach hurts.

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