Cha Qing Luo seemed to have done it on purpose. In front of the three girls, she tugged Nan jiateng's sleeve and called out softly,"Jateng ..."
Nan jiateng didn't know what cha Qing Luo had experienced on the road. He only saw her suddenly become as gentle as a little girl and wondered what had happened to her."What's wrong?"
When Cha Qing Luo heard Nan jiateng's seemingly concerned question, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"I didn't feel well in the car," Cha Qing Luo said, pretending to be wronged."I took your car on my way back."
It was rare for Cha Qing Luo to speak to Nan jiateng in such a coquettish tone.
Nan jiateng was surprised for a moment, then he nodded."Okay, are you still feeling uncomfortable now?"
Cha Qing Luo wanted to say that she was fine, but when she felt the gentle concern in Nan jiateng's tone, she pursed her lips and said,""A little. Maybe a little carsick."
