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

Although Nan Jiateng was talking in this way, there was a strong sense of distress in the words.

He is naturally reluctant to say a few words about tea pouring, he is more blaming himself.

If he pays attention, takes good care of her, and prevents her from eating so much, maybe she won't hold on, nor will she have acute gastroenteritis.

No one knows how anxious and worried he was when he saw Cha Qingluo hurt like that last night.

At that time, his heart was tied together.

Watching Cha Qingluo wake up at this moment, he felt his heart come alive.

Cha Qingluo looked at Nan Jiateng's eyebrows and looked at him, she felt guilty in her heart.

"sorry that I had you worried."

"Fool, can't you eat so much in the future, have you heard? You should keep your stomach well in recent times."

Even if Cha Qingluo loves to eat and want to eat again, she is also happily up at this time, she nodded, "Well, I heard."

She remembered how her stomach hurt last night, but she dared not eat randomly.

"You haven't paid attention to your diet recently, and I didn't take care of you, and the snacks at home will be confiscated."

Recently, when Cha Qingluo was okay at home, I was playing with my mobile phone and eating snacks. I unknowingly ate a lot, and maybe my stomach didn't get a rest. In addition, I ate so much at night.

"But when I eat, I really don't feel the support."

"You eat so fast, the stomach hasn't responded yet, and it will naturally hurt when you respond."

Cha Qingluo grunted, "Oh, that's what it is."

Nan Jiateng gently squeezed Cha Qingluo's cheek and sighed helplessly, "It's really uneasy."

"Do you think I'm in trouble?"

In fact, Cha Qingluo didn't want to say this in his heart, but what he said was unbearable. It seemed to be said without thinking.

After she finished speaking, she blamed herself, wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain.

But Nan Jiateng was not angry at all, knowing that the girl was justified.

Nan Jiateng tempered the tea Qingluo's hair with temper tantrums, "Why, I'm worried about you."

Cha Qingluo stretched out her hand, "I want to hug it."

She loves her family Mr. Nan very much in her heart, so she just wants to hug it and hug it.

Nan Jiateng looked at Shangcha Qingluo's expectant eyes and leaned over to hug her.

Nan Jiateng knew that his Qingluo was very attached to him.

When she needs him, he will naturally hug her.

It was just that she had gastroenteritis and stomachache before, but now her body is still weak, and he can't hold her too tightly.

Nan Jiateng patted her head gently, as if coaxing the little girl, "Good!"

Cha Qingluo felt comfortable in Nan Jiateng's arms.

Since the two were together, she has been accustomed to resting and sleeping in Nan Jiateng's arms so that she will feel safe and comfortable.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

"No more pain, shall we go home?"

She wanted to go home, she didn't want to be in the hospital, she couldn't smell the disinfectant.

Nan Jiateng's heart softened when he heard the pitiful voice of tea pouring.

He also wanted to bring tea to dill home, but her acute gastroenteritis and hospitalization should be observed.

"I want to go home, I want to go home..."

Cha Qingluo knows that now she and Nan Jiateng are very effective, and he usually follows her.

Listening to Cha Qingluo's voice, Nan Jiateng thought for a while and hesitated.

Cha Qingluo put her lips together and took the initiative to kiss Nan Jiateng, "Is it alright?"

Nan Jiateng smiled, "I really can't take you, okay, take you home, but you have to listen to me in the future. You can't eat snacks or snacks."

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