Zhang Fan followed Yuna into the barracks dormitory area. The dormitory area was divided into three sections: Section A was the soldiers' communal dormitory, with 8 people per room; Section B was the officers' dormitory, with lieutenants and above having single rooms; Zhang Fan's room was a large suite with a terrace.

The female soldiers' dormitory is also in Zone B.

Yuna stood silently by the door, her head down, seemingly lost in thought, while Zhang Fan looked around the room.

The environment is not bad, after all, it is the residence of a major.

"Sir, is there anything else you need?" Yuna's smile suddenly returned as she leaned against the door, standing gracefully.

"Service?" Zhang Fan waved his hand and laughed. "Although I don't know what this 358th Regiment is all about, now that I'm here, I have plenty of time to find out."

"Also, there's no need to force yourself to appear promiscuous. Girls look better when they show their true nature."

"Does 'commander' refer to Lina?" Yuna raised an eyebrow, looking defiant.

"In my opinion, she is indeed more adorable than you. At least her eyes don't lie."

"Fine, then you wait!" Yuna said, then strode away arrogantly in her high heels.

Zhang Fan shrugged. There were too many strange things about this military camp, but it was only the first day, and he had plenty of time to get to know them.

Zhang Fan arrived at the military camp after dinner time. Guards would bring dinner later, and he planned to take a shower first.

He arrived on a cargo ship, not a passenger ship. It was difficult to take a shower on the ship, and he could only use half a bucket of water. Now that he was in the military camp, he naturally wanted to take a good shower.

Yuna stood at the door of the female soldiers' dormitory, her eyes filled with complicated emotions, before finally knocking on the door.

Who is it?

"It's me."

"Oh, Yuna, come in."

Inside the room, Lina, with short hair, had just finished showering. Wearing a T-shirt and shorts, she looked lively and cute, and was drying her hair with a towel.

"You took a shower?" Yuna walked to the bedside, opened the wardrobe, skillfully took out a cigarette from the pocket of the hanging clothes, put it in her mouth, then took out a lighter from another pocket, lit the cigarette with a snap.

"Yes, I just finished washing."

“Then let’s wash again.” Yuna elegantly exhaled a smoke ring, glanced at Lina’s body from head to toe, and said, “He’s not interested in me, he thinks I’m pretentious.”

"Huh? Sister Yuna, you want me to..." Lina held up the towel in front of her chest, her expression somewhat flustered.

“Go to his room and take a shower with him. Let’s see if he’s really faking it or just pretending.” Yuna ripped off Lina’s towel and scanned her up and down again. “Tch, you’re got nothing going for you. You’re like a boy. I don’t understand why he likes someone like you.”

Lina's face flushed red, and she quickly grabbed the bath towel and wrapped it tightly around herself: "Sister Yu, Sister Yu, I don't know how... Why don't you ask another sister to go?"

"Once you join the 358th Regiment, do you think you can escape being manipulated?" Yuna stared expressionlessly at the cigarette between her fingers. "At least he's not as annoying as those other people, is he?"

"I, I, I..." Lina was too flustered to speak.

“You’ve been in the military for three months now, I can’t protect you for much longer.” Yuna raised her head, her eyes somewhat cold. “It doesn’t matter who abuses you, at least he’s not as despicable as Hans and his gang, right? This is all I can do for you.”

Lina stood there silently, her fingers gripping the towel tightly, tears welling in her eyes, but she held them back.

“These are the survival rules of the chaotic land, and neither of us can choose them.” Yuna stood up and tossed a uniform from the wardrobe to Lina. “Change into this, and take your towel with you too; you might need it later.”

"oh."

Lina responded softly.

Lina at this moment was completely different from the lively and lovely Lina before, as if her soul had been taken away from her body in an instant.

The dormitory of the commander of the 358th Regiment.

"I'm just a little bird, no matter how hard I try, I can't fly high..."

Hot water was spraying from the showerhead. Zhang Fan closed his eyes, hummed a song, and rubbed his hair with shampoo. He hadn't washed his hair properly for over a week, and his head was covered in foam.

Squeak—

There was the sound of a door opening outside.

Dinner is ready so quickly?

"Just put dinner on the table, I'm taking a shower!" Zhang Fan called out.

There was no response from outside. Foam squinted, the sound of rushing water filling his ears. Zhang Fan didn't know if the guards had left or not.

"Could you please pass me a bath towel?" Zhang Fan had rushed in and only now realized there were no bath towels in the bathroom.

Soon after, through the blurry curtain of water over his eyes, Zhang Fan saw a short-haired soldier walk in and hand him a white bath towel.

"Thanks."

Zhang Fan took the towel and wiped his face. The towel had a pleasant fragrance, which made him unable to resist covering his face with it and smelling it again...

This smell seems familiar, but I can't quite place it.

Never mind, maybe it's the smell of detergent. Detergents all smell pretty much the same, so it's normal to have smelled it somewhere before.

Zhang Fan pressed the shower gel a few times, lathered it up, and continued to wipe his body.

Splash splash splash splash—

Amidst the rushing water, there were also some rustling sounds in the background.

Hmm? That guard hasn't left yet?

Does the commander of the 358th Regiment need guards standing by him while he takes a bath in case he slips or falls?

Although having someone standing next to him felt a little awkward, it wasn't unacceptable to Zhang Fan, who had been to public bathhouses in northern China.

Never mind, with my figure, I'm not inferior to anyone else!

Although Zhang Fan's physique is not muscular, it is full of muscles and mottled scars, giving him a strong aura of masculine hormones.

"I am a little..."

Zhang Fan froze halfway through her song.

He felt a pair of hands climb up his back, gently rubbing his back.

Zhang Fan immediately got goosebumps. Although there was a custom of scrubbing backs in northern China, he was not used to a grown man scrubbing another man's back while he was naked.

And the pressure you're applying with your palm, so light and gentle, are you scrubbing a bath or rubbing tofu?

Zhang Fan turned around, about to reprimand the other person, when a sudden fright startled him.

Because through the blurry water curtain from the showerhead, he could vaguely see that the short-haired soldier in front of him was also not wearing any clothes!

Seeing Zhang Fan turn around, the short-haired soldier in front of him let out a soft "oh" and rushed into Zhang Fan's arms.

Zhang Fan was completely stunned!

The body in his arms was smooth and slippery, whether from the shower gel or its naturally smooth skin, he couldn't tell. The body was trembling, and the trembling naturally caused friction between their bodies.

Even more devastating was the thought that Zhang Fan's heart was about to be stirred by suddenly holding a petite, short-haired soldier.

Let's snatch the bamboo shoots!

Brother, I don't want this to happen!

Zhang Fan instinctively tried to push the other person away, but the feeling was off.

I wiped the water off my face and looked, but the other person wasn't there...

Lina?