Having lived two lifetimes, it was the first time that she had shown her bare back to any man. Her shyness amused Xia Jinyuan. The humorous man could only feel lucky to be able to see her like this.
Fortunately, he was there in her most youthful years.
Separated by his uniform, his body temperature was transmitted to her back. It felt warm and fuzzy as if every pore had absorbed his odor.
An uncomfortable Ye Jian closed her eyes and breathed calmly before speaking. "Can you please stay further away from me? Even though you are helping me, you don't need to do it this way. Captain Xia, are you not afraid of being misunderstood?"
"Misunderstood? Why?" Under the butter lamps, Xia Jinyuan could clearly see Ye Jian. Clearly, her ears were red like blood.
He continued wiping the sweat from her forehead, replying to her in a deep and solemn voice. "What is there to misunderstand? I'm just wiping your sweat, letting you sleep comfortably."
