Nan Jiateng put the pillow away for tea.

Cha Qing Luo naturally lies down on the sofa, and Nan Jiateng covers the quilt for her.

Cha Qingluo is lying there. When you open your eyes, you can see Nan Jiateng.

At this time, nanjiateng was tucking the corner of the blanket for her, for fear that she would not sleep honestly.

This kind of posture, in fact, is the easiest to make people's heart ripple.

Cha Qingluo opened her eyes and looked at Nan Jiateng.

Nanjiateng looked down at shangcha, and his eyes trembled, and his hands moved with him.

Cha Qing Luo reaches out uncontrollably and hugs Nan Jiateng's neck.

Then she pulled nanjiateng, and she went up to kiss nanjiateng.

Nanjiateng's eyes darkened. Cha Qingluo was lying here. For him, the girl didn't know how attractive she was.

He is not indifferent.

It's not Liu Xiahui.

Nan Jiateng didn't respond to cha Qingluo's kiss. He grasped her arm with his hand and said, "you sleep first. If you are tired, just sleep."

Nan Jiateng's words seem to be a hoax, he is coaxing tea to pour Luo, calming her restless mood.

Maybe Nan Jiateng has too much strength in her hand, and she is really sleepy.

She put her hand down, closed her eyes, turned around and went to sleep.

Maybe it's because of nanjiateng around her, she has a very safe feeling, so she sleeps in the past.

Nanjiateng listened to the shallow breathing sound of tea pouring Luo. She really couldn't laugh or cry.

The girl said she would sleep.

I don't know if she has a heart.

Just now I was still holding the posture that he wanted to kiss, which would make me sleep.

Nanjiateng didn't know where her heart was. Maybe she couldn't see whether her heart was real or not.

However, seeing her so tired, he was also distressed.

He could see clearly that she had dark circles under her eyes and her face was rather haggard.

Nan Jiateng watched the tea for a while, then got up and turned on the air conditioner.

Adjusted a suitable temperature, he was still worried that tea would catch cold.

There is no quilt in his office, only a blanket. After all, the blanket is still a little thin. After all, it's late autumn and winter is coming. Nan Jiateng looks at the tea, then sits down at his desk, logs into the school system, and begins to complete his work as president.

When I used to work, I just felt boring.

Now, nanjiateng has a soft feeling inside.

Maybe it's because as soon as you look up, you can see the tea on the sofa.

There is a feeling of silent company.

This is a very unspeakable feeling, the heart will be a wave of warm current.

His heart will be quiet and peaceful.

Tea is also very mature and relaxed.

In the evening, when it was dark, tea poured Luo just woke up.

Now this season, dark early, there is a dark feeling.

But nanjiateng didn't turn on the light. He was afraid that he would not have a good rest.

He just uses the computer light to shine.

This is not good for the eyes, some harsh discomfort, but nanjiateng ignored.

Nanjiateng will know as soon as there's any movement in Cha Qing Luo.

"Awake?"

Tea tilt Luo nodded, she rubbed her eyes, "I sleep for how long, are dark?"

Nanjiateng looked at the time. It was more than five o'clock in the afternoon. She really slept for a long time and began to sleep in the afternoon.

This girl can really sleep.

"It's more than five in the afternoon. Are you hungry?"