Chapter 5953

Nanjiateng listened to the soft voice of tea on his back, and the soft light flashed in his eyes.

He walked steadily step by step, gently said: "it doesn't matter, I have a lot of clothes there."

Nan Jiateng's meaning is nothing more than to let tea pour Luo don't care so much, even if the oil drops on his clothes.

Cha Qingluo sticks her head on Nan Jiateng's back. She just ate a lot on the way. At this time, she doesn't want to eat any more. She just wants to lean on Nan Jiateng's back quietly and experience the feeling of this moment.

She can't imagine before, cold and pure nanjiateng spoil people, can also spoil so.

"Nanjiateng?"

"Well?"

"Have you ever recited anyone before?"

After asking this sentence, Cha Qingluo's breath was held. In fact, she was a little nervous.

She wondered if Nan Jiateng had ever recited Yang manqin before.

But I can't imagine that picture.

It was the master who gave her the feeling that her character was too cold and arrogant.

However, no matter how cold and arrogant Yang manqin's character is, it is also very good for her.

She is still thinking about whether Nan Jiateng has recited other girls before.

Nan Jiateng suddenly heard the question of Cha Qingluo. He stopped and said, "no, I've only carried you one."

After hearing this, she was very happy.

She couldn't help laughing again and began to shake her legs on Nan Jiateng's back.

Nanjiateng felt the Sahuan of tea pouring Luo, but he had no choice but to smile.

But firmly hold her, "be careful, don't fall."

Tea tilt Luo quiet down, but she lay down in Nan Jiateng's ear, gently way: "I know, you won't let me fall."

When cha Qingluo said this, her voice was soft and her breath was blowing in Nan Jiateng's ear.

Nan Jiateng's body was stiff, and he felt a little desperate.

Tea tilts Luo to talk with him like this, his mind is all disordered, the hand that holds tea tilts Luo's buttock not from tight next.

Tea tilts Luo to feel the whole body has the electric current to flow, has a crisp hemp feeling.

She bit on Nan Jiateng's shoulder and hummed.

Nan Jiateng's throat rolled down, "tilt Luo, darling, don't make trouble."

When Nan Jiateng said this, his voice was a little hoarse.

The girl didn't know that just now, let him

Nanjiateng took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner emotions.

Fortunately, now is winter, the wind is cold, the wind blowing in the face, let him dry and hot body also slowly dissipate.

But the blood in the body is also very hot.

"I didn't make any noise, just some..."

There was something that she couldn't describe, but her cheeks turned red.

Her body is soft and weak, so she can only lean on Nan Jiateng's back.

Soon, nanjiateng back to her dormitory downstairs with tea.

Although most of the students in the school are on holiday now, there are still a few sporadic people on the campus. They can't help but stop to look at nanjiateng with tea on his back.

Cha Qing Luo came down from Nan Jiateng's back and took a few deep breaths, but the crimson color on her face had not dissipated.

Nan Jiateng looks at cha Qingluo blushing and kisses her eyes.

Nan Jiateng just wanted to kiss the corner of the eye.

But tea tilts Luo's eyelashes quiver, like a small brush, brush his lips, with a slight itching feeling.

Let him can't help but continue to kiss.