Cha Qing Luo listened to Nan Jiateng and said with a smile, "OK, OK, I'll listen to everything you say. I don't eat snacks except three meals a day."

Nan Jiateng looks at cha Qingluo's clever appearance. She is so soft that she can't let him love her. There's no way to take her.

Nanjiateng soft voice Qingrun said: "I know you sometimes hungry, want to eat, later I cook some porridge for you at home, if you are hungry, drink some millet porridge, so also raise stomach, eh?"

"Good."

Tea tilt Luo said, hard to South Jiateng arms arch, very hard to embrace South Jiateng.

Nan Jiateng gently patted cha Qingluo on the back and coaxed her gently, "you just wake up now, you don't have much energy. Later, you'll have some millet porridge first, and then I'll go through the discharge procedures for you and take you home."

"Well."

With that, Nan Jiateng put down the tea and prepared to get up to prepare millet porridge for her.

Cha Qingluo looks at Nan Jiateng's tired eyebrows and eyes. She is a little distressed. She blinks her eyes and her nose is sour.

She still holds Nan Jiateng's hand.

Nanjiateng looked at the hand held by cha Qingluo. He also knew that the girl sometimes had no sense of security. He said in a low voice: "good, obedient, I'll be back in a moment."

Tea tilt Luo listen to Nan Jiateng coax of this sentence, just nodded.

Nanjiateng was worried about tea, so he went to buy porridge and came back soon.

Cha Qingluo was listless. She was a little distracted when she looked at the ceiling. When she saw Nan Jiateng, her eyes lit up.

Tea tilts Luo's eyes to light up, but also with light.

Just on the tea tilt Luo's eyes, seems to be able to see the emotion of her eyes.

When nanjiateng came in, Cha Qingluo didn't leave nanjiateng.

She has been looking at Nan Jiateng without blinking.

Nanjiateng went to the bedside and put porridge on the bedside table, "hungry?"

"No, I'm glad to see you."

When Nan Jiateng heard the words of Cha Qingluo, he couldn't help laughing, "you are the same as I first knew you."

"Not bad?"

"Good."

Nan Jiateng poured the porridge, took it out, scooped a spoonful, blew it, and handed it to the mouth of Cha Qingluo, "come and drink porridge."

"I haven't even brushed my teeth yet."

Nanjiateng listen to tea tilt Luo words, helpless and funny, "the body is important, you still tube these."

The tea pours and doesn't speak.

Nanjiateng bowed his head and gently kisses the lip of tea tilting Luo. "It's very fragrant. How about eating?"

With this kiss, Cha Qingluo was happy and nodded her head.

Then nanjiateng spoon by spoon feed, tea tilt Luo began to eat.

When eating, tea tilt Luo has been looking at nanjiateng, heart with honey as sweet.

No matter how headstrong she is, Nan Jiateng will indulge her and spoil her.

She still remembers that when she first went to university, she knew Nan Jiateng and thought he was a very good tempered person. But after getting along with him for a long time, she found that he really loved and spoiled people.

Spoonful by spoonful of millet porridge into the mouth, to the stomach, tea tilt Luo feel stomach warm up.

She felt warm all over.

If she didn't feel sick now, she would like to hold Nan Jiateng and express her love.

In fact, she doesn't have to express herself. Nanjia Teng just looks at her eyes.

Cha Qing Luo's eyes are full of emotion. That kind of light is too obvious. Fortunately, Nan Jiateng has been used to it and enjoyed it.