Cha Qingluo's body and heart were shaking, but she hugged Nan Jiateng hard, almost with all her strength.

Although Cha Qing Luo is thin, her strength is not small. Especially at this time, when she is too excited, her emotions all burst out, and she would like to hold Nan Jiateng harder.

She smelled the elegant fragrance of Nan Jiateng, but she couldn't help crying.

She sniffed hard and breathed the breath of nanjiateng. She felt so satisfied and intoxicated.

She hasn't held Nan Jiateng for a long time. She wants to hold and hold tightly.

Hold it hard and hard.

Her nose is sour, her eyes are sour, her emotions can't be controlled, she will burst out, she will cry.

She kept shouting in her heart, constantly shouting Nan Jiateng's name, but her voice couldn't make a sound.

She felt that if she spoke, she would have a hoarse voice and would cry.

So she bit her teeth, controlled her mood, didn't cry, didn't cry

She buries her head in Nan Jiateng's arms.

She missed him so much. Seeing that he was very excited, she wanted to hold him like this. She didn't let go.

Tea tilt Luo embrace very tight, South Jia Teng can feel tea tilt Luo body in shaking.

Nanjiateng's Distressed heart is pulled up, distressed with the needle, the apex of the heart is trembling.

His throat rolled down, and his eyes were slightly watery. He knew that he worried her. He had a lot to say to cha Qingluo. At this time, he also found that his emotions could not be expressed in one or two words.

After experiencing life and death this time, he knew how deep his love for tea was. It was deeper than he could imagine.

Just now his heart was still empty, but when Cha Qing Luo was leaning against his arms, when she held him tightly, he felt his heart full.

The strength of such a tight embrace, so that he can feel her feelings for himself, so that he felt he was needed.

Nan Jiateng's body is stiff, and then he slowly reaches out and hugs cha Qingluo. He also uses a very tight force, just like he can't rub cha Qingluo into his body.

Nan Jiateng's throat is choked.

He bowed his head and forced to kiss tea Qingluo's hair.

Cha Qingluo felt Nan Jiateng's strength and said hoarsely: "Jiateng, I miss you very much, I miss you very much..."

Nan Jiateng's throat rolled, "I miss you too."

My heart aches when I think about it.

He is not good at expressing his inner feelings, and he doesn't know how to express them.

He never knew that when he was in college, he would fall in love, and he didn't know that he would fall in love so deeply.

He knew that tea poured into his heart, on the tip of his heart, was well placed by him.

Sometimes he does not know with what kind of way to better to her, to better protect her, love her.

What should he do with her?

Listen to her voice, he knew that she cried, her voice is hoarse.

After a while, nanjiateng felt her heart wet, and he knew she was crying.

Nan Jiateng's body is more stiff. He reaches out his hand and touches cha Qingluo's hair. "Qingluo, don't cry..."

He wants to see the expression of tea tilt Luo, but tea tilt Luo forced to hold him buried in his arms, do not want to let him see.

She told her not to cry, but the tears could not be controlled.