After Accountant Fu left, Zhao Xian took Ren Wangwang to lock the warehouse and walked out.
Ren Wangwang: "Captain, are you going to take this book back now?"
In his hand is the statistical data of materials in the warehouse.
Zhao Xian straightened the cuffs of his military uniform and said, "Let's go to the restaurant first."
Ren Wangwang: "Yes, Teacher Qiao is busy there."
When they were busy counting things, Shan Jun sent a message on the intercom, saying that Teacher Qiao was doing registration work with them in the restaurant. At that time, they were busy, so the captain didn't have time to ask in detail, and only said that after the registration, the registration book would be sent directly to him in Room 101.
I guess the restaurant is about to close now.
Ren Wangwang suddenly grabbed Zhao Xian's arm and said, "Captain, are you going to see Teacher Qiao like this?"
Zhao Xian: "What?"
Ren Wangwang: "Captain, that's why you don't understand. Look at the captain before, he was with girls and he was dressed so decently. Look at you..."
Ren Wangwang originally had a critical look in his eyes, but under Zhao Xian's gaze, he honestly put on a proper attitude and said, "You smell like gunpowder, smoke, and blood. How scary. I'm afraid that Teacher Qiao won't be able to sleep at night after seeing you."
Ren Wangwang: "If you don't have a replacement, at least wipe it off before going to see Teacher Qiao. Don't get scared."
He continued, "Captain, you are too tall. Otherwise, I think the captain's wardrobe must be full of nice clothes." He could change into anything. But unfortunately, Zhao Xian's height would definitely not fit him.
Zhao Xian looked at his body. He was used to the smell of gunpowder and blood, so he could no longer smell it, but his body was indeed covered in mud and dust.
I couldn't pack when I was on the road, but now I'm on the boat, I have some conditions.
Zhao Xian raised his eyes: "Teacher Qiao won't care."
Ren Wangwang: "How is that possible...Okay, you have the final say."
Ren Wangwang stopped talking and was about to move forward, but seeing Zhao Xian standing there, he turned his head to look at him curiously, wondering why he wasn't moving?
Zhao Xian said seriously: "Go to Zhao Yun first to check the situation, I will come over in a while."
Ren Wangwang nodded: "Yes."
After he agreed, he changed direction and went to the captain's room to find Zhao Yun. After walking two steps, he remembered that he was going to the restaurant to find Teacher Qiao. Why didn't he go?
Zhao Xian watched Ren Wangwang leave, then he lowered his head and sniffed his collar. He frowned. Smoke? Blood?
Is there?
He walked towards Captain 101's room. He had better shower before meeting Teacher Qiao. Otherwise, what if he couldn't sleep because of his stink? Anyway, showering was quick.
The captain's room is quite spacious, with one floor inside the other. When you enter the room, you will see the small reception room. Further inside is the bedroom with a bed and a separate bathroom. There should also be a small study inside the bedroom.
Zhao Xian was not very interested in studying this room, nor did he have time. He had to rush to see Teacher Qiao. So he took off his coat as soon as he entered the bedroom and went to the bathroom shirtless.
In just ten minutes, Zhao Xian put on his pants and came out of the bathroom, all wet. He wiped his wet stubble with a towel.
He walked to the bed, picked up his muddy clothes and shook them, trying to shake off the mud and the excess smell of gunpowder and blood.
Just as he was about to put it on, his ears twitched and he heard a subtle sound coming from behind.
It's that small study room, there's someone there.
Zhao Xian's face turned serious and he immediately took out a pistol from his clothes, put his finger on the trigger, and turned to point it into the small study.
Qiao Xuejun immediately spoke up: "Lord, it's me."
She came to deliver the registration book and accidentally fell asleep in the study. She slept very deeply, and then she heard a sound like flowing water. She slowly woke up, and then she heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other and the sound of clothes being shaken vigorously... She woke up completely.
But she had just stood up from her seat and taken two steps, before she had time to leave the room, she saw Zhao Xian pulling a gun towards her, pointing the gun at her.
Zhao Xian...why are you not wearing any clothes?
He stood by the bed with his upper body naked, wearing only a pair of thin black pants. There were still water droplets on his body, sliding down his neck and disappearing between his waist and abdomen along the contours of his muscles.
Zhao Xian has a very muscular body, tall and strong, and his muscles are even more obvious when he takes off his clothes.
But what stunned Qiao Xuejun was not his well-matched figure, but the huge tiger head perched on his shoulder.
With fangs and sharp teeth and a ferocious look in its eyes, it is ready to choose its victim and bite him.
It was a green tattoo with a tiger head.
Isn't Zhao Xian a soldier? Why does he have a tattoo?
Can soldiers in this world get tattoos?
Qiao Xuejun was still a little confused. She looked at Zhao Xian and explained, "I came to give you the registration booklet, but accidentally fell asleep... in the study."
When Zhao Xian saw that it was Qiao Xuejun, he threw the gun back on the bed and walked towards Qiao Xuejun.
His sturdy body stood up like a mountain. Compared with Qiao Xuejun, Zhao Xian's height of 196cm was too tall. Moreover, there was a burst of hot water vapor on his body. Facing such a scene, a sense of oppression arose from his heart.
Qiao Xuejun looked at him, feeling a little flustered for some reason, and spoke incoherently: "Because Team Leader Shan Falcon said you told him to send it in directly, I sent it in, because it was a study room, so I waited for you inside."
"I am not..."
When Qiao Xuejun wanted to say something, Zhao Xian on the opposite side suddenly raised his hand and covered her eyes with his palm.
Those hands were broad and powerful, blocking out all the light and shrouding her in darkness.
Qiao Xuejun's explanation suddenly stopped, and she slowly added: "——deliberately."
The world was dark, and Qiao Xuejun was flustered and a little uneasy. She heard the person on the other side ask, "Didn't you mean it?" He chuckled and said, "I believe you. But you are not allowed to look at it again."
Qiao Xuejun seemed very obedient: "I won't look, I'll close my eyes."
Good boy.
She really closed her eyes, and her eyelashes brushed against Zhao Xian's palm. Zhao Xian's palm paused slightly. The strange touch was like a feather brushing against his heart. It was obviously a very faint feeling, but it could not be ignored.
Zhao Xian gently lifted his hand from her eyes, but he really wanted to touch her eyelashes.
He restrained himself, suppressed the excessive thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind, and walked back to the bed to put on his clothes.
"...Lord, is that a tattoo on your left shoulder?" Zhao Xian heard Qiao Xuejun's cautious questioning voice behind him.
Zhao Xian put on the vest and turned to look at Qiao Xuejun.
She still closed her eyes obediently and stood there without moving.
"See?"
Hearing Zhao Xian's question, Qiao Xuejun closed her eyes and nodded unconsciously.
It's hard not to see such a big and arrogant tiger head tattoo.
"Want to know?"
Qiao Xuejun nodded again.
Zhao Xian could hear the rustling sound of someone putting on clothes: "It was originally a secret, but since Teacher Qiao wants to know so much, I'll tell you."
Zhao Xian: "I went undercover to investigate the boss of an underground black boxing gang. I infiltrated the gang and followed the local customs, so I got a tattoo."
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