Finding a few female soldiers like her was indeed difficult for the military.
His comrade's meaningful laughter made Xia Jinyuan smile.
Indeed.
His Little Fox was unique. His woman was unique. His comrade, Ye Jian, was unique.
Major Xia Jinyuan, who could perfectly portray his elegance at any time, changed his sitting position. He looked at Ye Jian with a gentle gaze in his deep black eyes. He looked at the girl he loved and stared at her deeply. It was as if he wanted to carve her into his eyes. Even if he closed his eyes, she was the only thing in his eyes.
Ye Jian felt awkward under his gaze. Why was he staring at her?
In the past, when he saw her acting unnaturally, he would comfort her. After all, she had lived for two lifetimes. She had never met someone like him before.
Today, Ye Jian realized that she was dreaming. She underestimated this elegant and dangerous man.
