Nan jiateng didn't know how to answer Cha Qingluo's question, so he simply remained silent. He only held her waist with one hand and touched her hair with the other.
This action was very gentle, as if he was coaxing a little girl.
Although Cha Qing Luo was a carefree person, she was very meticulous in front of Nan jiateng.
She could feel Nan jiateng's silence and that he would not answer her question.
At this moment, Cha Qing Luo's face turned pale, and she seemed to have a stomach ache.
In fact, even if her stomach hurt a little, she was still enduring it.
Why was he holding it in? it was because he wanted to spend more time with Nan jiateng, spend more time with him, even if it was just talking.
It was because Nan jiateng's promise and words just now made her feel like she couldn't believe it. It didn't feel real.
It was as if hugging him and looking at him like this would make her heart feel more at ease and feel more real.
