Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Qiao Xuejun reached out and took his hand, covering the ice slag: "Yes, great lord, I'll wait for you to come back."
Seeing that she admitted it obediently, Zhao Xian tightened his grip and immediately held her hand.
He looked at her with a deep expression and asked softly, "Are you worried?"
Qiao Xuejun stopped talking and just pushed his hand away: "Go and do your thing. I'll go back and wait for you. I have something good to show you today."
Zhao Xian raised his eyebrows, a little curious: "What is it?"
Qiao Xuejun: "Go to work first, and talk about it after you finish."
So many things were brought back, and these scientific research equipment are all very important. Given Zhao Xian’s style, he will definitely keep an eye on them.
But the next second, Qiao Xuejun was picked up sideways by someone.
Although this was not the first time Zhao Xian had done this, Qiao Xuejun was still startled by his actions and quickly grabbed his collar.
There are so many people, is that reasonable?
She steadied herself before lowering her voice and speaking, "What are you doing? You pick me up at every turn. Am I a dish?"
Zhao Xian chuckled softly upon hearing this, then carried the person in his arms and strode up to the upper deck to return to the room.
"Zhao Xian!" Qiao Xuejun could vaguely feel everyone's attention focused on her. She didn't dare to look at their reactions at all. She just tightly grasped his collar and asked, "Can you say hello next time?"
Zhao Xian lowered his eyes and looked at her. She was very unhappy about being picked up suddenly. She protested one sentence after another. Her eyes were bright and her cheeks were rosy. She looked much more lively, unlike when she was outside with her face pale from the cold.
He asked: "Can you agree just by saying hello?"
Qiao Xuejun: "...With so many people watching, can't you be a little more decent!"
Zhao Xian didn't care at all, and said in a very natural tone: "I'm hugging my teacher Qiao, what does it have to do with them?"
Qiao Xuejun laughed angrily: "Can you be more normal, Lord!" Do you look like a majestic lord now?
Zhao Xian was talking, but that didn't stop him from walking. He walked quickly and soon he reached the second deck and entered the cabin.
He walked through the corridor and entered Qiao Xuejun's room. He put Qiao Xuejun on the bed first and turned on the air conditioner. Then he took a towel from the rack next to the door and put it on Qiao Xuejun's head to cushion her hair.
Her frozen hair was dripping with water after she entered the house, and he started to wipe it off for her.
Qiao Xuejun watched his series of actions and felt too embarrassed to say what she had said before.
At this moment, the man was standing in front of her, helping her wipe her hair. She raised her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going out to keep an eye on it?"
Zhao Xian: "I'll go later. Are your hands cold?"
Qiao Xuejun answered honestly: "A little bit."
Zhao Xian let go of Qiao Xuejun's hair, took a step back, and began to take off his gloves.
He tore off the tightening patch on his wrist, took off his gloves, and then held Qiao Xuejun's hand and put them in.
The moment her hands were put into them, Qiao Xuejun's eyes lit up. The gloves were warm inside, as if they had just been taken out of the stove. Even for Qiao Xuejun's hands, which were numb from the cold, they were still a little hot.
Zhao Xian put the glove on her and pinched the empty space at the top of the glove. It was empty all the time. He said curiously, "It's so small."
Said she had small hands.
But her hands are actually not small.
Qiao Xuejun: "Your hands are too big."
She pulled hard on the gloves, trying to put them on more securely.
Zhao Xian went back to help her wipe her hair.
Qiao Xuejun asked: "You didn't wear this kind of gloves last time. Do you have a lot of gloves?"
Zhao Xian: "Not many. More than 20 pairs."
Qiao Xuejun: “More than 20 pairs!”
She knew that Zhao Xian had more than one pair of gloves, sometimes black, sometimes gray, but she thought there were only four or five pairs and didn't expect there were so many.
Zhao Xian: "Before, when I was at home, I had more than 400 pairs of gloves in my collection cabinet."
She became even more curious: "Do you sell gloves? There are so many, how can you wear them all?"
"I mainly collect tactical gloves from various units and periods." Zhao Xian was amused by her. "There are only a few pairs that are often worn. The choice of gloves varies depending on the mission. There are flame-retardant materials, wear-resistant materials... There are also special shooting gloves for shooting. The pair on your hand is called super armor."
Qiao Xuejun was even more curious: "Gloves have names?"
She asked again: "Why is it called this name?"
Zhao Xian helped her wipe her hair. Hearing her curiosity, he introduced her with interest: "There is a thick rubber on the top of the fist, and there is a cushion on the inner layer. It is wear-resistant and bump-resistant, and has full defense points."
Qiao Xuejun nodded in understanding and tapped the table next to her twice with the back of her gloved hand. Sure enough, it didn't hurt at all.
Today Zhao Xian is going out to escort Huo Antu to the research institute. There is no need for combat, so it is good to bring this pair of shoes.
It's still warm.
She felt her hands drawing heat from it.
Zhao Xian wiped the water off her hair, and continued to gently press her hair to absorb the water with the towel, and asked her: "What good things do you want to show me?"
Qiao Xuejun stood up from the bed at once, faced Zhao Xian, and reached into her pocket, trying to take something out, but was stopped by the oversized gloves.
She took off her gloves, took out the necklace from her pocket, raised her hand and placed it in front of Zhao Xian. As soon as her hand opened, the pendant under the chain hung down and swayed slightly.
"Look, isn't this beautiful?" Qiao Xuejun waved the necklace towards Zhao Xian.
The ruby in the middle of the rose sparkled under the light. The gem was cut with a special knife and had many facets. It could reflect light from any angle. The pure, gorgeous red color had a bewitching beauty.
Zhao Xian took a look and found it was translucent and transparent, no different from glass.
It was difficult for Zhao Xian to stay focused on it, and he was directly attracted by Qiao Xuejun's eyes.
Qiao Xuejun also looked at the ruby. The light of the ruby reflected in her eyes, and it seemed to come alive all of a sudden. It was like the brightest star in the sky that was responsible for fulfilling people's wishes.
Zhao Xian: "It looks good. Where did you get it from?"
Qiao Xuejun stuffed the necklace into Zhao Xian's hand like a wealthy man: "For you, for you!"
She smiled brightly but kept silent, "This is today's harvest. When I saw this, I thought of you."
Zhao Xian: "Did you think of me?"
"Yes." Qiao Xuejun nodded. "The gold pearls and black pearls you gave me are all sparkling like this. Do you like such treasures?"
Just like the legendary dragon, it likes all shiny and beautiful things. It will bring these things back to its lair and admire them every day as trophies.
Zhao Xian looked at the ruby rose in his hand and smiled: "Do you think I like these?"
Qiao Xuejun heard this and her smile faded. She was a little uncertain: "Don't you like it?"
Zhao Xian raised his eyes to look at her: "I only like you."
"They just look like you."
Small, but glowing.
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