Be good, don't mess around

Nan jiateng listened to Cha Qing Luo's coquettish voice on his back, and a soft light flashed in his eyes.

He walked steadily and said softly,""It's okay, I still have a lot of clothes with me. "

What Nan jiateng meant was that Cha Qing Luo didn't need to care so much, even if the oil dripped on his clothes.

Cha Qing Luo put her head on Nan jiateng's back. She had eaten a lot on the way here and didn't want to eat anymore. She just wanted to quietly lean on Nan jiateng's back and experience this feeling.

She had never imagined that the cold and lonely Nan jiateng could pamper someone like this.

"Nan Jateng?"

"What?"

"Have you carried someone before?"

After asking this question, Cha Qing Luo held her breath. She was actually a little nervous.

She was wondering if Nan Jateng had ever carried yang manqin on his back.

However, he couldn't even imagine that scene.