Cha Qing Luo's body was trembling, and her heart was trembling, but she hugged Nan jiateng tightly, using almost all her strength.
Although Cha Qing Luo had lost weight, she was still quite strong, especially at this moment. She was so excited that she couldn't control herself. All her emotions burst out, and she wanted to hold Nan jiateng even harder.
She smelled the elegant fragrance on Nan Jateng's body, but she couldn't help but cry.
She sniffed hard, breathing in Nan Jateng's scent with all her might. She felt so satisfied and intoxicated.
She hadn't hugged Nan jiateng in a long time. She wanted to hug him, to hug him tightly.
She hugged him tightly.
Her nose was sour, and so were her eyes. She couldn't control her emotions, and she was about to cry.
She kept shouting in her heart, shouting Nan jiateng's name, but her throat couldn't make a sound.
She felt that if she were to speak, her voice would be hoarse and she would definitely cry.
