If cha Qingluo is awake, Nan Jiateng may not be able to say what he thinks. He is not the kind of person who is good at expression.

But when he fell asleep, he could speak.

He said it almost to himself.

With that, Nan Jiateng lowered his head and kisses cha Qingluo's forehead, with pity and adoration in his eyes.

Nanjiateng looked at the tea carefully, and his eyes became softer.

He seemed to want to watch all the time without rest or sleep.

During this period of time, he experienced life and death. In fact, most of the time, his mind was full of tea.

She's careless and doesn't take care of herself on weekdays. He's very worried.

He's not afraid of life and death, he's just afraid he won't see his life.

Now that he can see it again, he is reluctant to blink.

Nan Jiateng reaches out his hand and caresses cha Qingluo's cheek. The movement is very light and soft.

He looked at her deeply, with a painful light in his eyes.

Tea tilts Luo eye ground to have cyan black, obviously is she does not have a good rest on weekdays.

Looking at the traces of her eyes, Nan Jiateng's eyes are full of heartache.

Tea tilt Luo sleeps drowsily, can feel around has a familiar breath, is specially lets her at ease breath, therefore she sleeps very well.

She hasn't had a good sleep for a long time, so this time she slept soundly and soundly. She didn't feel like waking up at all.

I don't know how long it took for Nan Jiateng to get up and take a shower.

When he came back, he found that cha Qing Luo had pushed the quilt.

There was only one skirt in the tea, which was lifted to expose the skin.

Nanjiateng's eyes darkened, but he still took a deep breath. He went forward to give tea Qingluo to tidy up her clothes and cover the quilt for her.

Nanjiateng sat by the bed for a while, then went to bed. After he went to bed, he gently held the tea in his arms, and then covered the quilt for two people.

The moment he lay down with tea, Nan Jiateng sighed with satisfaction.

This kind of feeling, originally let his heart so satisfied, originally let his whole person so relaxed.

He could not bear to hold the tea more tightly, but he was also reluctant to do so for fear of waking the tea.

Nanjiateng can only gently hold her.

Holding tea in this way is totally different from holding tea in peacetime. He can clearly feel her soft radian.

His heart was beating very fast, uncontrollably.

Nanjiateng used strong self-control to control his emotions.

Although Cha Qing Luo is asleep, she subconsciously has a sense of trust and dependence on Nan Jiateng's breath.

So she leaned against Nan Jiateng's arms, subconsciously and involuntarily arched in his arms, found a comfortable posture, and continued to sleep deeply.

In fact, after I really fell asleep, tea poured Luo's gastric juice was much more comfortable.

She had vomited what she had eaten and her stomach was much better.

Nan Jiateng felt the dependence of Cha Qingluo. Looking at her unconscious action, his heart softened.

He kisses the tea tilting Luo's heart and whispers softly, "tilting Luo, tilting Luo..."

Nan Jiateng's voice is very low and light. He is also afraid of making a noise.

Satisfied with holding, after a long time, nanjiateng just closed his eyes and went to sleep.

I had a good night's sleep. The next day when cha Qingluo woke up, he was shocked to see Nan Jiateng.