A silent comfort

So when she heard the footsteps and felt Nan jiateng getting closer to her, she felt her head go blank, and she couldn't think. She wanted to pretend that she was doing the questions seriously, but she could feel Nan jiateng's aura and she couldn't focus.

She wanted to look at the questions, but she couldn't get into them.

Cha Qing Luo was a little tense, and her fingers tightened around the pen.

Nan jiateng glanced at her and continued to return to the podium.

Cha Qing Luo heaved a sigh of relief, then lowered her head and continued to do the questions seriously.

The strange thing was that once she relaxed, she was able to focus on the questions.

She knew that Nan jiateng's influence on her was too great.

She actually wanted to look up at him just now. She didn't even know if he came over to see her on purpose.

Or was he just taking a symbolic walk in the classroom?

Cha Qing Luo finished the questions quickly.