After being praised by Nan jiateng, Cha Qing Luo was confused.
She felt like she was like a child in front of Nan Jateng.
She would be very happy if Nan jiateng praised her.
Cha Qing Luo realized that she was so easily happy in front of Nan jiateng.
The two of them soon arrived at Cha Qing Luo's dormitory.
The wind was very strong in this place, and even Cha Qing Luo's neck felt cold when it blew. She couldn't help but shrink her neck.
Nan jiateng looked at her and asked with a frown,""Do you have a scarf? wear one when you go out tomorrow."
Cha Qing Luo shook her head."I haven't bought one yet. I'll keep my hair warm like this."
As she spoke, Cha Qing Luo stuffed her hair into her neck, almost covering it.
But when the wind blew, it would blow her hair away, and it would still get into her neck. It was really cold.
