The moment Cha Qing Luo saw Nan jiateng, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
She couldn't help but admit that she was stunned.
Nan jiateng was always so handsome and good-looking when he was wearing casual clothes.
He didn't expect that when he was wearing a suit, he would really be so stunning. He had a noble, elegant, and otherworldly feeling.
Even Cha Qing Luo could feel her heart pounding.
Her eyes seemed to be glued to Nan jiateng, who was on stage.
She felt that at this moment, he was so dazzling, so bright that it hurt her eyes.
However, she still insisted on watching.
"Nan Jateng, the president of the Student Union. He's so handsome!"
"He looks so good in a suit ..."
"I wonder what his voice is like when he speaks. It must be very nice ..."
"Ah ah ah ... Nan Jateng, my Prince Charming ..."
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Hearing the excited voices of the girls around her, Cha Qing Luo felt very upset.
