The painful voice was particularly clear in the quiet night. Seeing this, Xia Jinyuan, who had a smile on his face, instantly put away his smile and walked over a few steps.
"Sit down, where is the injury?" He directly hugged her shoulders and turned on the lighting on the helmet. Ye Jian Xiuyan's face can be seen in the light and shadow, and he can also see his elegant and handsome face.
Ye Jian didn't have the opportunity to refuse, so he was supported and sat on the rock.
At night... The stones are really ice and ice. The temperature in the no-man’s land at night in August has reached a few degrees below zero, otherwise there will be no signs of blood spurting and falling to the ground.
Soon, Xia Jinyuan realized that it would be inappropriate to sit directly on the cold stone and blow the snow wind to check where she was injured. He chuckled and said, "Sorry, I'm used to being rough in the barracks, a bit... Well, I don't know how to take care of girls , Forgive me."
This is absolutely the truth.
As Han Zheng said, Xia Jinyuan comes from a family and is humorous, but he has always guarded the relationship between men and women. The 21-year-old is really not good at taking care of girls.
Ye Jian didn't let him take care of him. As soon as he left his hand, he stood up immediately, "It's no big problem, maybe it hurts. You don't want to clean it up? They are all busy below."
"You haven't gone back, how can I rest assured." Her refusal movement made Xia Jinyuan's mouth bend slightly, "Come, choose, hold it? Or carry it back? Choose one of two, no third option ."
Ye Jian: "..." Why do you like to play rascals in front of her! Tighten the sniper rifle in your hand, don't smile openly and say: "No, I will go by myself."
It's a headache, and she's not really a fifteen-year-old girl. How can you deal with Xia Jinyuan... She can't help it all the time
She can't show her cold face toward Ye Zhifan's family, and she can't be too enthusiastic. She wants to be a gentleman's friend, but... He likes to cross the line!
No matter how clever Ye Jian is in dealing with the relationship between men and women, who is completely unfamiliar, she plays rogues from time to time and teases her own Major Xia.
"That's not okay. Just now you took a step and it hurts to the air-conditioning. This is a few hundred meters away from the village. If you can't take a step, it hurts?" He smiled and looked at the little girl who always tried to refuse his own, deeply. Although his eyes are clear and gentle, but the strength of a man is not more or less, it just happens that he won't touch Ye Jian's point and said, "Little fox, you have only two choices."
Ye Jian raised his eyes and looked at him steadily. The major, who had only finished the battle, had not removed his helmet. The light illuminated himself, and he also showed his extremely elegant, elegant face like a noble son.
The contours are perfect, and the eyes are quiet... Deep down is the warmth that can drown people. Such Xia Jinyuan vividly expresses the delicate feelings and iron-blooded tenderness of soldiers.
She lowered her eyes lightly, and laughed helplessly, "Team Xia, I really did make the third choice."
"But I don't have a third choice." Xia Jinyuan kept the smile she was most familiar with, elegant and expensive, but with a particularly dangerous smile, just when Ye Jian thought he would continue to insist that there were only two choices. The man who can't figure out his mind is already slowly saying: "However, I always respect girls. Okay, let's talk about your third choice?"
"Oh, needless to say, I know, right?"