The large towel rolled up the shirt and placed it on the wash table and pressed it hard, and saw that her slender hands were too hard, and the back of her hands were tinged with blue and white phalanx.
I never knew it was so warm when someone cleaned up the military uniform for me.
Xia Jinyuan, who was as gentle as water, quietly watched her help her clean up her military uniform, and when she took her shirt out of the towel, she put it on another large bath towel, squatting half-squatting and using both hands to wrinkle the shirt a little. A little Shunping.
"Although it's very wet, at least it won't drip anymore. You don't have to worry that your clothes will get wet in the taxi seat." It was a bit bitter, but it was true. Ye Jian saw that he hadn't moved yet. Handed him the trousers, "You change your trousers inside, and I will blow the shirt with a hairdryer."
"When will the ticket be booked? Can the rainstorm plane take off normally? Or ask the hotel which is the earliest flight to Jingli?"
At this time, Ye Jian was showing attentiveness who did not belong to this age, but it was absolutely normal for Xia Jinyuan.
Children without parental care are always sensible. Only by taking care of themselves can they live well. Ye Jian belongs to the former, a girl who can take good care of herself.
He took the wet uniform, but there was no drop of water dripping. He smiled in his handsome face and said in a low voice: "Every time I travel far, I pack my luggage. Sometimes I don’t even have any luggage. I wear a combat uniform. The gun, a communication device, left without hesitation for his beliefs."
"The first thing I did when I came back was to wash off the gunpowder and blood, and then get a good night's sleep. Now I see you packing up my uniform, little fox, I am very happy."
He speaks in a low voice, although his low voice still retains the coldness of the call, it is already much softer, "Don't be too troublesome, it's good just like this."
Ye Jian had already lowered his eyes, and the exhaust fan was turned on in the bathroom, and Ye Jianqian's voice came from the low frequency "buzzing", "There will be a chance, you change your pants first, I'll go out."
He took the belt that was also towel-dried with water from the towel rack, passed it into his hand along with his army pants, and then left with his army uniform and shirt.
It didn’t take much time to change a pair of trousers. Ye Jian, who was sitting on the bedside, didn’t even dry half of his shirt and sleeves. He came out with his sexy and sturdy upper body naked, walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone and sat down. Flicking at the phone by the head of the bed.
"When there is a car coming to pick me up, you will sleep in the hotel tonight, and then go to school to study in the morning. Dinner will be settled in the hotel, and you will not go out in heavy rain."
The "Woo" of the hair dryer was very loud, he was talking close to Ye Jian's ear, and the male breath directly surrounded Ye Jian, and there was his breath in his breath.
This kind of picture should be charming, but both of them have calmed their minds, and even if they got closer, they didn't give birth to ambiguity.
Ye Jian put the blow-out of the hair dryer in the other sleeve to blow on, turned his head, looking at him with cold and gloomy eyes, even the corners of his mouth were slightly squeezed, "When are you leaving?"
"There are about ten minutes left, it should be enough to dry the shirt." Xia Jinyuan finished reading all the text messages and deleted them directly. The team has booked a ticket for him. It is not a flight to Beijing, but a ticket to a city closest to my country's frontier.