The servant listened to cha Qingluo's question. His eyes flashed. He thought of what the young master had told him. He shook his head and said, "young lady, we usually stay in Nan's family. We don't know what's going on outside. I just heard that there was a heavy rain. It's OK."

Tea tilt Luo nodded, also did not think much, continue to bow to eat.

After breakfast, she felt refreshed.

It should be ok if it rains.

And master Yang manqin. What's wrong with her?

Thinking of master Yang manqin, the look of Cha Qingluo changed.

Her head ached, and she felt something she didn't remember.

She always felt that master should be safe.

But I don't know why, her memory of Yang manqin is also in a trance.

It seems that some of the shadow of the University also blurred up.

This makes me feel strange.

It's impossible for her memory to degenerate.

She remembers Nan Jiateng very clearly. Why can't she remember Yang manqin?

The servant thought of what the young master told him and said, "young lady, the young master said that she bought you some books and magazines that you like to read. You can read them at home when you are bored."

Tea tilt Luo a listen to this sentence, all of a sudden was diverted attention.

There are a lot of books on the side. They are all limited edition novels. The previous printed editions are not printed. It's not easy to buy if you want to buy them.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jiateng bought it for her.

These are all the books she wanted to read at school.

There are also magazines. It's a girl magazine novel. She read it when she was in high school. Later when she was in college, I heard that the publishing house didn't publish this kind of magazine novel.

But the dates of reading these books are still up to date.

Cha Qingluo looks at these magazines excitedly. Has the Publishing House published these magazines again?

This is the memory of her high school days!

Cha Qing Luo was suddenly distracted, and the whole person was excited.

After eating, she took the book back to her bedroom and began to watch it with relish.

Even at noon, nanjiateng came back, tea tilt Luo did not notice.

Looking at Cha Qing Luo reading with such relish, Nan Jia Teng laughed.

He went to the bed and sat down. He reached for tea and kissed her on the forehead

Cha Qingluo looked at Nan Jiateng and held her in her arms. "You are so kind to me. Do you think you arranged the printing of these books?"

"I started a new culture and entertainment company, covering publishing houses and magazines..."

Cha Qingluo was moved when she heard Nan Jiateng's words. She rubbed her face against Nan Jiateng's, just like a kitten.

Nanjiateng couldn't help laughing, "just like a child."

"I'm going to rub, I'm going to rub..."

Said, but also hard to South Jiateng's arms arch.

"Good, good, good It's time to have lunch. I'll come back to have lunch with you, put the books aside, wash my hands and eat. "

"Oh, oh..."

No matter how much you like reading, you have to eat tea.

She is a foodie.

After cha Qingluo ran to the bathroom, Nan Jiateng put away the books scattered on the bed.

He likes everything to be neat and tidy, but obviously he is not used to it.

But for Nan Jiateng, it's good to be happy with the tea. He can clean it up easily.

Nan Jiateng brought these books and magazines to divert the attention of Cha Qingluo.

I don't want her to keep an eye on the young family.

Since Yang manqin has erased part of her memory, she will not pay too much attention to the Yang family.