Just a junior

Nan jiateng had been leading everyone through the motions of rehearsing since lunch.

After there were no more questions, he dismissed everyone and told them to go back to rest and prepare for the evening party.

After arranging everything, Nan jiateng took out his phone and saw a series of WeChat messages.

Before Nan jiateng could take it out, he felt a figure pouncing on him.

Nan Jateng caught it reflexively.

He looked down and saw that it was Cha Qing Luo.

He was a little helpless."Are you done with the class meeting?"

Nan jiateng didn't know why he felt helpless and indulgent towards Cha Qing Luo.

Cha Qing Luo was originally angry and was about to make a scene, but when she heard Nan jiateng's gentle tone and saw his gentle eyes, her anger disappeared.

Cha Qing Luo didn't move from Nan jiateng's arms.

As Nan jiateng spoke, he tried to push Cha Qing Luo out of his arms.

Cha Qing Luo pouted and hugged Nan jiateng's waist.