Ye Jian used the huge towel to wrap the uniform and placed it on the vanity table. She used so much force that the knuckles on the back of her slender hands turned a little greenish-white.
Xia Jinyuan never knew that the feeling of having someone washing his military attire was so warm and sweet.
Xia Jinyuan's gaze was gentle as she looked quietly at Ye Jian while she cleaned his military uniform. She took out the uniform from the towel and placed it on another huge towel. Then, she bent down halfway and straightened the creases on the uniform with her hands.
"It's very wet but at least it isn't dripping water. You don't have to worry that your clothes will wet the seats of the taxi." Her words sounded miserable but that was the truth. Ye Jian noticed that Xia Jinyuan wasn't moving so she passed his pants to him. "Change your pants inside. I'll use the hairdryer to blow your uniform for a little while."
