Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Chapter 5888



Chapter 5888: Carrying her back to school

Translator: 549690339

Cha Qing Luo understood everything.

That was why she had been busy with her business for the past month.

She clearly knew that with these things, money, and a career, it would be more practical.

It was more practical than some things that were invisible.

However, she felt that Nan jiateng’s character was also very good, and his character was also very reliable.

She didn’t doubt Nan jiateng.

Just like now, he was good to her and she knew that he was sincere.

That was why she felt very touched. Of course, she was very excited inside.

Cha Qing Luo stood quietly and looked at Nan jiateng, her eyes glistening with tears.

“Let’s go sit over there first. ”

“Alright,” he said.

At this moment, Cha Qing Luo suddenly became very ladylike.

She followed Nan jiateng in that direction, her heart still beating.

She was still reminiscing about the way Nan jiateng had tidied her hair just now. He had been so gentle.

Cha Qing Luo and Nan jiateng sat down at a table by the window and ordered.

Even the seasoning was prepared by Nan jiateng for her.

In fact, it was only after Cha Qing Luo felt that Nan jiateng had become better to her that she felt like she was being protected.

It seemed to have started from the day she finished her exam.

It was after the drawing competition started.

Thinking of the drawing competition, Cha Qing Luo asked,””Have the results of the previous drawing competition come out?”

Hearing Cha Qing Luo’s question, Nan jiateng smiled and looked at her.”I thought you just wanted to eat. Do you still remember your drawing competition?”

“Of course, I’m serious about the competition.”

She was not in good health that day, but she still finished the painting seriously.

After a pause, Cha Qing Luo pursed her lips and said,””Actually, I went to the competition for you. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have gone.”

Nan jiateng raised his eyebrows and looked at her.”Really?”

“Of course. Do I need to lie when I’m talking to you?”

“What reward do you want?”

Cha Qing Luo didn’t expect Nan jiateng to ask this question. If it was in the past, Nan jiateng would never have spoken to her like this.

But she was really happy.

She liked the feeling of being pampered.

She got up from her seat, walked to Nan jiateng’s side, and sat down next to him. Then she turned her head and whispered in his ear,””What do you think I want as a reward?”

Nan jiateng had never known that Cha Qing Luo could be so mischievous.

He actually knew how to flirt.

Her breath brushed against his ear, making his heart beat faster.

Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan Jateng’s Red ears and knew that he was not as cold as he looked.

Maybe his heart was burning!

In the afternoon, he had deliberately teased her so that she couldn’t think.

She also learned from him and blew like this.

Nan jiateng’s heart skipped a beat. He held Cha Qing Luo’s hand under the table.”Stop it!”

His voice was slightly hoarse.

“I’m not fooling around. I’m just asking you what kind of reward do you think I want?”

Hmph, don’t think that I can’t win against him.

Nan jiateng looked at Cha Qing Luo’s unconvinced look and smiled helplessly.”Go ahead, I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

She was so weird.

Cha Qing Luo blinked. She hadn’t thought about it either.

However, she suddenly thought of the day when Luo yanxiao had carried Liu Ningning on his back.

That day, after Liu Ningning had drunk a glass of wine and fainted, Luo yanxiao had rushed over in a hurry and carried her to the infirmary.

At that time, she had watched from behind and was actually a little envious.

So when she suddenly thought of this, Cha Qing Luo said without hesitation,””Then, after we finish eating, can you carry me Back to school?”

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