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

Chapter 5822 Hot

Cha Qing Luo didn't blame Nan jiateng for what she said.

She really wanted to do her best in the competition.

However, Nan jiateng felt a little guilty when he saw Cha Qingluo like this.

He blamed himself for being so weak after the match.

However, Nan jiateng was also a reserved person. He only hid his inner emotions in his heart and in his eyes. It was really difficult for him to say it out loud.

Nan jiateng's throat moved. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn 't.

He just poured some radish vegetables for Cha and put them in her bowl."Eat more."

Cha Qing Luo felt Nan jiateng's concern and smiled happily, the corners of her mouth rising.

In fact, Cha Qing Luo's face was pale and she looked very weak, but her smile was stunningly beautiful.

Nan jiateng looked at Cha Qing Luo's smile and his eyes flickered."Do you want a drink?"

Cha Qing Luo shook her head."I can't drink anything. I'll just have some hot water."

As she spoke, Cha Qing Luo turned her head."There's free porridge over there. Have some."

As soon as Cha Qing Luo finished speaking, Nan jiateng stood up and went to the congee collection area to get two bowls of congee.

She placed it in front of Cha Qing Luo and said,"it's a little hot. Drink it later."

Cha Qing Luo looked at it, then looked at Nan jiateng seriously and reached out to hold his hand.

Nan jiateng looked down at Cha Qing Luo and asked,""What's wrong?"

Cha Qing Luo pursed her lips. Could she say that she just wanted to hold his hand?

Nan jiateng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on. He continued to look down at Cha Qingluo and asked patiently,""Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Suddenly, Nan jiateng felt something strange."Qingluo, why is your hand so hot?"

As he spoke, Nan jiateng reached out to touch Cha Qingluo's forehead."Your forehead is also very hot. Do you have a fever?"

Cha Qing Luo didn't feel that she had a fever. She even felt a little cold.

"Qingluo, be good," Nan jiateng insisted."I'll take you to the infirmary. You're sick."

"I'm not sick. I just didn't rest well. The food I ate just now is still warm. "

Nan jiateng was a little helpless. He didn't expect Cha Qing Luo to be so stubborn.

Nan jiateng frowned. He was really worried about Cha Qingluo.

Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan jiateng's expression. She couldn't eat properly, especially when he was standing there and looking at her.

She pouted, rubbed her face, and said in a low voice,""I'm really fine. It's just ... It's just my period,"

When she said this, Cha Qing Luo's voice was very low until the end.

It was so low that Nan Jateng couldn't hear it clearly.

But even though it was a little blurry, Nan jiateng heard it.

He instantly understood what was going on.

Although he didn't know much about girls, he had the necessary physiological knowledge.

Nan jiateng was stunned for a while. After some deliberation, he said softly,""Are you feeling unwell now?"

Cha Qing Luo's face turned even redder. She shook her head."No, I'm not feeling unwell. I'll eat first. You eat too."

Cha Qing Luo didn't even dare to look at Nan jiateng's face.

In fact, Nan jiateng's face was also a little hot, but fortunately, Cha Qing Luo didn't look at him, so he suppressed his emotions in a while.

Cha Qing Luo was much better after the meal, but she was still not feeling well. She wanted to go back and rest.

Cha Qing Luo stood up and was about to take the tray to the place where the trays were kept.

Nan jiateng seemed to have seen something. His expression changed and he pressed down on Cha Qingluo's hand."Don't move."

Cha Qing Luo rarely saw such a serious expression on Nan jiateng's face, and she was shocked.