When cha Qingluo thought about this, her face changed, and her face turned white.

Cha Qingluo's hands are tightly held. If it's really because of calling her, he is distracted and hit by a bullet, she will die of guilt.

She's blaming herself right now.

Cha Qingluo looks at Nan Jiateng, deeply, with red eyes.

In fact, she liked nanjiateng before. She felt very happy to be with nanjiateng. She felt that she liked nanjiateng and had love.

But she is not sure how deep her feelings are, but since that time when she was surrounded and killed, Nan Jiateng appeared so handsome and cool, saving her and her father's life, she felt that her feelings for Nan Jiateng were very deep, not only love was so simple, she felt that she could spare her life.

She is such a person of loyalty and affection.

Cha Qingluo is looking at Nan Jiateng. When she was at home before, she was sleepy and wanted to sleep before she received a call from Nan Jiateng.

But this meeting, even after a long time, the day is going to be bright, and the tea is not sleepy.

Her eyes are wide open. If nanjiateng doesn't wake up, how can she sleep.

Now she is in a state of sleepiness, but her head aches. She is nervous and worried. She is too tight to relax.

In fact, Cha Qingluo wants to hold Nan Jiateng's hand. It seems that only in this way can she have more strength.

Because she still has some slight tremors in her body, and she doesn't know why.

But she is like this, the whole person is not very normal.

She really wants to hold Nan Jiateng's hand tightly. She needs some strength.

But Cha Qing Luo didn't dare to move. She didn't dare to touch Nan Jiateng. Now she was completely cautious.

She didn't know whether Nan Jiateng was in such a state when she was injured and comatose before and when she was guarding by the bed.

She slept for two days, and Nan Jiateng accompanied her by the bed, so she didn't rest.

Now she could fully understand what such a mood was.

She loves Nan Jiateng and wants him to wake up quickly.

Cha Qingluo was a little worried and flustered, so she couldn't help pulling her hair.

Because of too much force, several hairs were pulled down by her.

At daybreak, Cha Qingluo still looked at Nan Jiateng with wide eyes.

I found that Nan Jiateng still didn't wake up.

Cha Qingluo has only Nan Jiateng in front of her eyes. She feels that she is almost a sculpture sitting here.

At breakfast, Nan Jiateng's subordinates bought it back for the tea father and tea Qingluo.

But there was no appetite for tea, so I couldn't eat it.

She felt very hungry and empty, but she had no appetite and could not eat. She had never felt this way about food.

I don't want to waste food, but I'm not in the mood to eat it.

Nan Jiateng's subordinates persuade cha Qingluo, who stubbornly takes a mouthful of rice and goes to the bathroom to vomit. She can't eat it, and her stomach is very uncomfortable.

Tea father also can't eat, but people can't help but eat, he ate a few mouthfuls, even if it's a cushion, not hungry people have no spirit.

Nanjiateng was killed. He told several subordinates not to disclose it to the family.

But Nan Jiateng's father still knows.

Nan Jiateng's father wants to see Nan Jiateng, but Yang manqin is well-informed and takes the initiative to come to the hospital to let Nan's father not worry.