Relaxed and satisfied

If Cha Qingluo was awake, Nan jiateng might not have been able to say what was on his mind. He was not the kind of person who was good at expressing himself.

But when Cha Qing Luo was asleep, he could say it.

When he said this, he was almost talking to himself.

As he spoke, Nan jiateng lowered his head and kissed Cha Qing Luo's forehead, his eyes full of love and affection.

Nan jiateng looked at Cha Qing Luo seriously, and his eyes became gentler.

He seemed to want to keep looking at her without resting or sleeping.

During this period of time, he had experienced life and death, but most of the time, he was thinking about Cha Qing Luo.

She was always so carefree and didn't know how to take care of herself, so he was very worried.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to see his Qing Luo.

Now that he could see it again, he couldn't bear to blink.

Nan jiateng reached out and gently stroked Cha Qing Luo's cheek.