Cha Qingluo feels that Nan Jiateng is also very hard on weekdays. She feels that he has to train, and he has to be busy with family affairs, and he has to worry about him. She feels that he is busier on holiday than at school.

She sighed in her heart.

In fact, in this way, beside nanjiateng, she felt his breath, and her heart was very stable.

Unlike just now, she was waiting outside the operating room. She couldn't see Nan Jiateng and didn't know what was going on inside. That kind of mood was suffering.

Her father is right. Nanjiateng is so capable, how can he be in danger!

He can't be in danger.

At this time, Cha Qing Luo was beside her. Looking at Nan Jiateng, her mind flashed bits and pieces after she knew him.

Many scenes flashed through her mind. In fact, she still clearly remembers that when she saw Nan Jiateng at the beginning of school, he was the president of the student union arranging for the freshmen to report for school, and then she went there like that.

In fact, she was careless and didn't understand feelings, but because of the system, she got close to Nan Jiateng.

But nanjiateng is also a charming person, unconsciously, she felt her heart.

Especially at the freshmen's party, when Nan Jiateng appeared as the host, and when he played the flute, the whole scene was boiling.

At that time, Cha Qing Luo found that her heart was pounding, and her heart was about to jump out of her heart.

She couldn't help crying.

But at that time, because Nan Jiateng played with Yang manqin, she was a little jealous and unhappy.

Her mood changed obviously.

At that time, she was still depressed. Now she has become Nan Jiateng's girlfriend.

A semester half a year time, really fast.

This semester, she felt that her university life was really rich and colorful. In fact, she felt very rich and colorful. Later, she felt very happy because of nanjiateng.

She felt that, because of him, college life added a lot of color.

Thinking about it, tea tilted Luo's mouth to evoke a smile.

When she looked at nanjiateng lying on the bed again, she felt her heart hurt.

She had never seen nanjiateng like this before. Her face was so pale and her breath was weak with her eyes closed.

In the heart of Cha Qingluo, Nan Jiateng should be very capable, should not be hurt, should be superior.

At that time, Cha Qing Luo shaped Nan Jiateng as a God in her heart. At this time, she realized that Nan Jiateng would be injured, bleeding and unconscious.

Nan Jiateng, how can you hurt yourself?

Think, tea tilt Luo face changed, in the evening, nanjiateng is not back to the hotel? How to get hurt on the road.

Is that the time to call?

Was it because I called her that I was distracted?

Tea tilt Luo think like this, the heart will jump out, her heart is very remorse, the heart is in pain.

If it wasn't for Nan Jiateng who was in a coma at this time, Cha Qingluo would like to ask him why.

She felt that she let nanjiateng distracted, or when walking, should also be vigilant.

Nanjiateng's ability is so strong, how can the bullet hit him?

In fact, on the way, her father also said that Nan Jiateng's strength should be very strong, and the bullet couldn't hit him.

What if a person's attention is not focused and his vigilance is relaxed?