As Han Zheng spoke to Xia Jinyuan, the other comrades also looked towards the direction of the tent. They spotted a slender figure with a skirt covering her lower body and a shawl covering her upper body. She was taking small steps. Although she was slow, she never stopped as she walked forward. This little girl’s temper was like this; …

In the fierce pursuit this time, Xia Jinyuan and company found out that the enemies were more than just mercenaries. The one that was killed by Ye Jian’s sniper … was an active national serviceman! If it wasn’t for the body-searching and the discovery of his steel identity card sandwiched between the sole of his shoe, no one would know …

Xia Jinyuan, who had his back facing Ye Jian, didn’t notice her dilemma as he pondered on which piece of Tibetan clothes he should wear first. The Tibetan girl was holding “Legui”, the clothes that Tibetans usually wear, which was commonly known as a labor dress. “Little Fox, I’m stumped by the Tibetan clothes. I’ve worn the short white shirt. …

Whiffs of his scent floated to the tip of Ye Jian’s nose and dissolved into her chest cavity strand by strand. Ye Jian realized that she couldn’t breathe normally anymore. Her hands were also being held down, her breath saturated with his scent. She could even feel his warmth radiating on her shoulder. She tried her best to calm her …

He originally wanted to evade the issue, but now, seeing her embarrassed expression, he didn’t want to anymore! In Fu Jun town, the little fox spent her days in the boot camp every summer and winter holiday. There were many male soldiers who trained without shirts, and she was there almost every day and had seen innumerable male soldiers with …

In the past, when she was working in a security company, she could often see the special-class bodyguards’ training, and she would often sight the bodyguards shirtless. She had also frequently seen the male soldiers in Fu Jun town’s boot camp with their shirts off… Not only was she able to avert her gaze, but also, if she did see …

“I will not interfere in the relationship you have with Ye Jian. It is as Captain Xia says, little lass Jian is still young. Her studies are more important now, and it isn’t appropriate for her to be in any relationships. She’s still an underage student. Even if Captain Xia has some thoughts, you’ll still have to put them aside.” …

Xia Jinyuan never engaged in battles he couldn’t win. He had already prepared himself to have conversations with Principal Chen and Uncle Gen, which was why every word he spoke perfectly addressed Principal Chen’s worries. Every word came from his heart. Seeing Principal Chen’s gloomy expression gradually disappear, he immediately knew that he had spoken right on point and also …

Yang Jin blew out the butter lamps one by one, allowing darkness to engulf the tent. She slept on a freshly prepared Tibetan blanket, not daring to sleep together with the injured Ye Jian. Outside the tent, Xia Jinyuan spoke with a serious expression, “Uncle Chen, Ye Jian isn’t mobile with her injuries. I will watch over her tonight, and …

“No, I don’t think that you’ve caused much trouble for us. You were able to entrust the treatment of your injury to me, without an ounce of hesitation. For that, Little Fox, I have to thank you for the trust you put in me.” Xia Jinyuan was already seated elegantly, hiding his gentle side when he faced the tent, and …