Her bed

The space in the dormitory was a little small, after all. When Nan jiateng came in and the dormitory door closed, even Cha Qingluo felt breathless.

She felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. She felt that when she breathed, her nose was filled with Nan Jateng's scent.

Smelling his scent, Cha Qing Luo's heart skipped a beat. She was usually so talkative, but she didn't even know what to say now.

She quickly moved her stool out and wiped it with a tissue."This is my stool. Sit here for a while."

Nan jiateng nodded, then sat down on the stool.

This was also his first time entering the female dormitory.

On one hand, he wanted to bring Cha Qing Luo's luggage in, and on the other hand, he wanted to see her dormitory.

He had a feeling that he wanted to understand her more.

It meant that once you cared about someone, you would want to know everything about her.