When Cha Qing Luo saw Nan jiateng squat down, she couldn't help but think of some scenes from the past. In the past, Nan jiateng would also carry her on his back.
She actually liked the feeling of lying on his back. It felt like the end of time, and she felt like she was being protected and loved by Nan jiateng.
Her stomach just so happened to be a little uncomfortable, and she really didn't want to walk.
But she couldn't bear to tire Nan Jateng out.
"I ... Are you tired?"
"Silly girl, get on."
Under Nan jiateng's insistence, Cha Qing Luo still lay on his back.
Nan jiateng stood up, holding Cha Qing Luo's leg, and walked forward steadily with her on his back.
As Cha Qing Luo lay on Nan jiateng's back, she felt her whole body warm up.
Her heart was beating along with Nan jiateng's footsteps. It was so powerful that it was the sound of her heart beating.
She hugged Nan jiateng's neck tightly, wishing she could stick even closer to him.
