His other hand was on Qiao Nan's back. When it slid up, he could feel a piece of skin that was as smooth as cream.
At that moment, this person only had one thought: Tender, really tender. It was much tenderer than the tenderest tofu that he had eaten before.
"Not wearing any clothes?" The nudity that was plastered on his chest was too obvious. Truly, the feeling of direct skin-to-skin contact without any hindrance felt extremely wonderful.
"Brother… Brother Zhai?" Qiao Nan was scared out of her wits. She heard the other party's voice and naturally shouted.
"Besides me, who dares to do this to you?" At this moment, Zhai Sheng's voice sounded extremely deep and hoarse. It also seemed to carry with it tones of fury and endurance.
Zhai Sheng's injury was almost recovered. Once the injury did not hinder his movement, he resumed his work and handled the matters of the army.
