The car would arrive in ten minutes, but Ye Jian wasn't able to dry the shirt during this period of time.
A moment ago, he was still saying that they had an entire afternoon. In a blink of an eye, they were racing with time. This was the life of a soldier. Even when they were on holiday, they couldn't relax entirely. There would be notifications of emergency missions anytime, and they would need to return to their military unit immediately.
Especially for special soldiers like Xia Jinyuan, their time didn't belong to them. It belonged to the country.
When Xia Jinyuan saw Ye Jian shaking his shirt with one hand furiously, his gaze started to darken. His tall and slender figure started moving closer to her slowly.
He was so close that his shoulder pasted on her shoulder. Even though the thick bathrobe, his scorching body temperature still flowed over. His warmth retained on her skin.
