Chapter 1511 Interstellar Rescue Team 59



Chapter 1511 Interstellar Rescue Team 59

When the assessment ended, the desire to destroy the world had dropped to 10.

Assessment result: Excellent.

Wen Jing left the simulation field and couldn't help but walk to the bottom of the spaceship, looking up at Song Jinhuan as he walked down the steps.

As she reached the last two steps, the man's arm had already crossed over her from the left.

Song Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked up and unexpectedly met a pair of deep black eyes.

In a split second, the opponent dodged first.

His expression was tense, and his whole body exuded a sense of restraint.

Perhaps because Song Jinhuan hadn't made a move, Wen Jing glanced at her nervously.

Then I met those round, inquisitive eyes.

With a bang, crimson instantly spread from his ears outwards.

The heart in the chest cavity beats rapidly.

Embarrassed by his obvious attempt to cover up his mistake, he stammered, "Commander Duan, why are you staring at me?"

Is there something on my face?

An unspoken atmosphere lingered between the two, making Song Jinhuan's heart flutter and feel somewhat hot.

She licked her lips, raised her hand to his arm, and clearly felt his body suddenly stiffen.

His usually stern face was already flushed red.

But he pretended to look at her calmly.

It seemed like she was trying to regain her composure after avoiding eye contact during their first meeting.

A sly glint flashed in Song Jinhuan's eyes as she tentatively tapped his arm a few times with her index finger.

As expected, the other person's body became increasingly tense.

She smiled silently, feigning ignorance: "Is General Wen very nervous?"

Wen Jing denied it, saying, "I wasn't nervous."

"Although we encountered a variety of alien insects in this assessment, we handled them very well."

"Besides, the assessment is already over, so I don't need to be nervous."

The answer was irrelevant.

Song Jinhuan drawled, "Oh~ I see~"

He then whispered, "It seems I misunderstood."

Wen Jing subconsciously asked, "What's the misunderstanding?"

Song Jinhuan followed his arm down the steps, then withdrew her hand and put it behind her back.

The weight on her arm lessened, but Wen Jing's sense of loss only intensified.

The girl tilted her head to look at him, and replied with a smile, "You misunderstood, General Wen, that you like me~"

Wen Jing's eyes flashed with surprise; she hadn't expected her feelings to be suddenly exposed.

But the current situation tells him that this is a rare opportunity.

His gaze was fixed on the girl in the protective suit, and he said very seriously, "It's not a misunderstanding."

I have feelings for you.

"I have so much affection for them that even the simple phrase 'like' doesn't quite do it justice."

"Commander Duan, I like you so much that I hope to marry you."

Song Jinhuan was dumbfounded. If she hadn't misunderstood, the other party had taken the opportunity of confessing his feelings to propose marriage?

Could this be considered a marriage proposal?

The protective suit became a barrier between her and the outside world, and the temperature in the cramped space kept rising.

My whole body felt hot, and my cheeks were burning.

The powerful pounding of the heart pounded against my eardrums, its distinctive drumbeats becoming the background music for the ambiguous atmosphere.

Song Jinhuan curled her fingers. "I probably don't like you."

His tone was uncertain.

More than anything, there is a hidden unease.

Wen Jing's cold and handsome features were covered with a faint layer of softness, and his eyes were filled with a determined look of desperation. He said very seriously, "Then I like you too."

He paused for a moment, then asked nervously, "Will my feelings bother you?"

"Or, would you feel repulsed or resistant?"

Song Jinhuan shook her head vigorously, "No."

They might even feel elated about it.

Wen Jing felt relieved: "That's good."

She secretly took a deep breath, took a step closer to Wen Jing, grabbed his sleeve, and tightened her grip.

Wen Jing lowered her eyes, indulging her little actions.

The girl suddenly looked up, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "Okay, actually I'm a little shy."

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