Cha Qing Luo reached out to hold Nan jiateng's hand. Nan jiateng looked at her and couldn't help but laugh.
When he looked at Cha Qing Luo, Nan jiateng's mood would always involuntarily improve.
His silly girl!
Nan jiateng held Cha Qingluo's hand and held her hand in his palm to warm it, as if he was doting on her.
Looking at Nan jiateng's eyes, Cha Qingluo felt as if her entire heart was wrapped in it. She felt warm all over.
Cha Qing Luo just looked at Nan jiateng and smiled foolishly.
The corners of their mouths were raised in a smile, sweet and especially cute.
Nan jiateng's eyes became gentler. He reached out and gently pinched Cha Qing Luo's cheek.
To Cha Qing Luo, she was very happy to be able to see Nan jiateng and hold his hand.
She wouldn't have felt anything even if Nan Jateng had pinched her face and hurt it, let alone gently pinching her cheeks.
