Nan Jiateng looks at cha Qingluo deeply and looks at her with a look of guilt and remorse. She can't laugh or cry.

It's really helpless.

This wench still lacks a string, lacks a seven tricks exquisite heart.

Perhaps, she has seven skilful heart, but this heart has not been fully used in him.

How can you let him become a boyfriend and hang him out?

Nan Jiateng looks at cha Qingluo with a smile in his eyes.

Tea tilt Luo said really can't guess nanjiateng's mind.

Anyway, she felt that she was right.

Recently, she is busy running a factory. She really ignores Nan Jiateng.

In fact, to put it bluntly, sometimes she is so busy that she forgets Nan Jiateng.

But that is busy time, really standing in front of Nan Jiateng, she can still feel her heart beating uncontrollably.

Nan Jiateng was standing in front of her. He was tall. Looking at her condescensively, she felt that she was enveloped by his breath.

Her breath choked.

Her heart beat faster.

She found that she had not seen Nan Jiateng for such a long time. In fact, she missed him very much.

She was also infatuated with his breath.

I just think it's so clean and smells good.

It's strange why she only thinks that Nan Jiateng's breath smells good.

In front of him, she seemed to be no longer herself. Her heart beat very fast.

Nanjiateng slightly lowered his head, slightly hoarse in tea tilt Luo ear: "you think I said clothes, I still lack such a dress?"

Hear this sentence, tea Qing Luo's heart is missing beat.

Because nanjiateng's voice is so low and hoarse, her breath is brushing in her ear, like a feather, which makes her itch, and her heart also trembles.

Tea tilt Luo also don't know why, is to feel nanjiateng breathing, she has a kind of dry mouth feeling.

She swallowed. "No It's not clothes. What is it? "

Cha Qingluo was completely bewitched and stirred by Nan Jiateng, so her head was blank at this time, and she forgot to think and react.

Nan Jiateng looks at cha Qingluo's silly appearance, some want to get angry, but he can't get angry with her at all.

Nan Jiateng reached out and gently pinched cha Qingluo's cheek, and said in a deep voice, "remember, who am I to you?"

Cha Qing Luo was really dizzy at this time, because Nan Jiateng was standing in front of her, very close to her, and looking at her so deeply, her heart was beating uncontrollably.

She just had a feeling of being bewitched. At this time, she couldn't think at all, so she responded reflexively and instinctively, "Nan Nan Jiateng... "

Hearing this answer, Nan Jiateng was obviously very dissatisfied.

His face condensed and his thin lips pursed.

When he looked at the tea, his eyes were deep.

Such a deep vision of nanjiateng, tea tilt Luo have a sense of want to escape.

It's a feeling of instinct.

Tea leans with the heart, and the pace is about to step back.

Her action really angered Nan Jiateng.

Nan Jiateng reached out and put the tea into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed the lip of tea.

A very light kiss, that is, a little taste, but also let the tea tip Luo heart severely trembled.

Just a kiss made her numb.