Cha Qing Luo came to the kitchen door and lay down to look at Nan jiateng. She was a little obsessed with Nan jiateng's busy figure.
She only felt that the way Nan jiateng cooked looked very homely and had a unique charm.
As she looked on, her eyes were filled with infatuation.
He was so charming. She could feel her heart beating fast. It was beating so fast. It was the feeling of being moved.
When Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan jiateng, the light in her eyes was so bright and dazzling.
After watching for a while, Cha Qing Luo couldn't help but walk into the kitchen and hug Nan Jateng's waist from behind.
She couldn't control herself. She just wanted to get closer to Nan jiateng. She just wanted to stick to him.
She hugged him and didn't want to let go."Jateng, Jateng ..."
When Cha Qing Luo hugged Nan jiateng, she kept calling his name and murmuring.
As she hugged him, she smelled the scent on his body and felt a little intoxicated.
