"My neck..." Lu Che subconsciously covered his neck with his hand, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.
In the middle of winter, she always wore high-necked clothes, so she always forgot to cover the kiss mark on her neck left by the man in front of her... ahem, it was unbearable to look at.
But today, as soon as I put on my training uniform, the red and purple kiss marks on my neck could no longer be hidden.
Lu Che touched his neck, his expression changing several times. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the cold voice of her major general again - "Don't tell me this is a mosquito bite. It's winter now."
Lu Qilin narrowed his eyes and looked at the part of Lu Che's neck that was not covered by her palm.
His neck is so slender, and the skin on his neck is so white that one can clearly see the blood vessels underneath the thin white skin.
The little boy who always followed him with his head down in his memory seemed to have grown up.
I still remember that Lu Che always had to undergo special training and was exposed to the sun and rain. His skin was not as fair as it is now.
However, when I first saw him, he was a little boy who looked like a porcelain doll and was held in the arms of Old Lu Jiu.
He hadn't paid much attention to it in the past, but Lu Qilin had an excellent memory. Looking back now, he naturally remembered that Lu Che's skin would get tanned during training in the summer, and would automatically return to its white appearance in the winter.
Because of this, and the fact that Lu Che had a throat injury when he was a child and never had an Adam's apple, people in the academy still thought of him as a little girl.
But later, after Lu Che followed him into the most strict military unit, no one dared to laugh at him like this anymore.
“Lu Che, you have fair skin, so you can’t hide this red mark… Tell me, what on earth is this thing?” Lu Qilin could see that Lu Che wanted to hide it, and his voice unconsciously became a little gloomy.
This familiar red mark reminded him of the mark that the 'old man' at home loved to leave on his mother.
Even though he has reached adulthood, it is a title that Lu Qilin can never change.
He still likes to call her 'Mommy', just like when he was a child.
“I, I think I’m allergic…” Unable to find a reason, Lu Che had to close his eyes and make up a story.
But the person she was facing was her own major general, the youngest major general in the military. His keen insight and outstanding intelligence would not allow him to be easily deceived.
Lu Qilin: "So it's an allergy. What is the allergen? You've been by my side for many years, but I didn't know you had allergic symptoms."
Lu Che wanted to bite off his tongue: "I... I am allergic to... I am allergic to... I am allergic to you, Master."
He had to risk it all. Lu Che couldn't find any other excuse!
Lu Qilin's dark eyes suddenly became even colder. He obviously didn't expect Lu Che to come up with such an excuse: "You are allergic to me, Lu Che... Are you treating me like a three-year-old child, huh?"
Not only was his most loyal subordinate suspected of deceiving others, but he also treated him like a fool and fooled him.
Lu Qilin's cold pupils were filled with anger; his eyes were deep, dark, and cold.
Feeling the major general's cold aura becoming more oppressive, Lu Che was completely enveloped by the man's tall figure that suddenly approached him.
She was like a poor little chicken, at a loss as to what to do in the face of the man's growing rage.
Lu Che's calves felt weak, but he could only bite the bullet and continue talking: "Major General, I, I really didn't lie to you. I'm not just allergic to you, I'm allergic to men. I didn't feel it before, but now I always feel awkward when two grown men get too close together." (To be continued)