Helpless, headache

Nan jiateng really couldn't fight back when he met Cha Qing Luo's eyes, but he couldn't leave her alone, so he could only do so.

Her eyes, in particular, were so pitiful that it made his heart soften.

When Cha Qing Luo heard Nan jiateng's words, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Cha Qing Luo's eyes were shining brightly."I don't seem to understand anything."

As Cha Qing Luo spoke, she looked at Nan jiateng with weak eyes.

She actually just wanted him to point out the main points and explain the questions to her.

She liked to see his focused gaze on her.

She also liked to hear his voice. It was so magnetic, deep, and rich. It was especially pleasant to hear.

Nan jiateng listened to Cha Qing Luo's words and felt a little helpless and had a headache.

How could it be?

Even the God of studies probably couldn't understand how someone couldn't understand such simple content!