Nan jiateng's movements were very gentle. He hooked his fingers gently and tucked Cha Qingluo's hair behind her ear.
His fingers were long and slender like jade, with distinct joints and a cool temperature. When they touched her skin, she could feel a series of shivers.
Cha Qing Luo's face turned red again.
He was also slightly suffocated.
Nan jiateng was actually just looking at Cha Qing Luo. His heart was very soft, especially when he saw a few strands of hair scattered on her cheek. He couldn't help but want to tidy it up for her.
He just didn't expect to see her so shy.
Her ears were red, especially the area below her ears. It was red and had a crystal-like beauty.
Nan jiateng's gaze deepened. He lowered his head and wanted to suck it.
He wanted to put it in his mouth to taste it.
Such a thought flashed through Nan jiateng's mind unconsciously.
Nan jiateng's breathing was a little heavy, and he lowered his head to kiss Cha Qing Luo's ear.
