Tea Qing Luo's hand a little bit hard, she would like to put herself into Nan Jiateng's heart.

Nan Jiateng seems to feel her heart through the embrace of Cha Qingluo.

Nan Jiateng also hugged cha Qingluo and said, "are you tired? Do you want to go home? "

Cha Qing Luo shook her head. She was leaning against Nan Jiateng's arms. "I want to hold her for a while."

"OK, hold it for a while."

If Nan Jiateng was a freshman, he would not indulge tea, but now he would indulge tea and spoil it unconditionally.

Because he had love in his heart.

After holding for a while, when cha Qingluo was in a better mood, she looked up at Nan Jiateng and began to smile, looking very happy.

Seeing cha Qingluo's smile, Nan Jiateng could feel that his mood changed for the better.

Nan Jiateng is also aware that tea pouring Luo has a deep impact on his mood.

He will be happy when he looks at the tea.

Nan Jiateng gently touched cha Qingluo's hair and said, "do you want to go home?"

Cha Qing Luo shook her head. "I'm going to hang out for a while."

"OK, just hang out a little bit."

Nan Jiateng thinks that he is not very patient, but he is very patient when he treats tea.

Nan Jiateng accompanied cha Qingluo to the front. Cha Qingluo liked to eat some kebabs.

Although Nan Jiateng often tells cha Qingluo that eating too much of those kebabs is bad for your health, Cha Qingluo still likes to eat and tastes good.

She used to be a foodie, like to eat all kinds of food, and there are many snacks around the roadside shopping mall.

Every time she wants to eat tea, Nan Jiateng can only indulge her.

Every time he looks satisfied with his tea and food, he will be in a good mood.

So if you want to eat tea, nanjiateng will buy it for her.

So when two people go shopping, Nan Jiateng has a pile of food in his hand, and cha Qingluo has two strings in his hand. They eat while walking. Sometimes oil comes out of the corners of his mouth.

Nanjiateng will also take a paper towel to tea and wipe the oil from the corners of his mouth.

"Isn't it that I don't eat well?"

"No, don't think about it. Your mouth is full of oil. You don't feel comfortable."

For Nan Jiateng, tea is good-looking.

Cha Qingluo thinks that nanjiateng is only one year older than her, but she always thinks that she is as childish as a child sometimes, and nanjiateng always looks cool and steady.

He will take good care of her.

Even her father said that nanjiateng favored her as much as her daughter.

Her father was too busy to take care of her like that.

On the contrary, nanjiateng dotes on her and connives her, as if she is doing everything right, as long as she is happy.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Cha Qing Luo was very happy to eat. She narrowed her eyes and then handed the string to Nan Jiateng's mouth with a smile. She also wanted Nan Jiateng to eat.

Nan Jiateng doesn't like roadside food.

But he looked at the sparkling eyes of tea, and seemed to expect him to eat it. He could only eat one.

"How are you, delicious?"

Nan Jiateng nodded, "well, delicious."

As soon as nanjiateng said that, tea tilts Luo's smile to be more splendid.

The best thing is to eat delicious food together.