Chapter 1519 Interstellar Rescue Team 67
Song Jinhuan naturally interpreted this as a reward for him, so she pointed to the mecha capsule on his waist and said, "Go inside."
Wen Jing understood and quickly opened a capsule, instantly revealing his natal mecha.
Song Jinhuan used the force from his arm to get onto the mecha, while Wen Jing took an even bigger step.
Even with a blank expression, his eagerness was still evident in every aspect of his being.
The hood was removed.
Her pretty little face always managed to steal his breath for a moment.
He did not perceive any danger in this matter.
Instead, they indulged themselves and became addicted to it.
The suffocating pleasure keeps his tense nerves rational.
Song Jinhuan has never been a coy person; on the contrary, once she has thought things through, she can be even more direct than most people.
The moment her eyes met Wen Jing's, the temperature in the cramped space rose.
Both sides understood what to do next.
Song Jinhuan stepped forward, grabbed the fabric of his shirt at the chest, and stood on tiptoe to lean in and kiss him.
My shoulders suddenly felt heavy.
The man stopped her.
The confusion and dissatisfaction in Song Jinhuan's eyes made Wen Jing chuckle.
"What's wrong?"
He looks so handsome when he smiles.
Help! I'm so embarrassed!
She could feel the heat rising up her back. She didn't need a mirror to know her face was burning red.
"why are you laughing?"
Wen Jing brushed the stray hairs from her cheeks behind her ear and answered her question, "So, can you accept my reward?"
On a superficial level, it means, "May I kiss you?"
The girl's eyes widened, and it took her a while to realize that she had misunderstood.
She couldn't help but accuse him fiercely, "You're so cunning!"
That's just cunning!
Even the way he speaks makes it so easy for her to misunderstand!
It was definitely intentional!
Wen Jingyan smiled and asked, "Does it still count?"
Song Jinhuan chuckled and said defiantly, "You did a great job today too, so it's only right that I kiss you."
"Okay, come closer."
"Let your sister give you a kiss."
She patted his chest with her small hand, looking as if she had justified paying for his services.
Unexpectedly bold.
Oh.
He obediently lowered his head.
Song Jinhuan was very satisfied and kissed him on the cheek.
Then, pointing to her cheek, she tilted her head slightly and said, "Come on."
The atmosphere, which should have been ambiguous, was completely shattered by the girl's generous attitude.
He took a sip on her cheek, her very tender cheek.
The moment he applied the lipstick, he even worried that the lip lines might be too rough.
Song Jinhuan's senses are more sensitive than ordinary people's. Even a light, fleeting kiss leaves a lingering tactile sensation on the skin longer than usual.
The two of them got off the mecha, their faces flushed.
He walked out without saying a word, his head hanging low.
One is that they are too shy.
One is savoring the kiss they shared.
"Are you alright?" Wen Jing asked first.
Song Jinhuan glanced at him quickly, "I'm fine."
Wen Jing instinctively felt she needed to do something, so she suggested, "Shall we hold hands?"
Song Jinhuan neither said no nor nodded, but silently placed her hand in his palm.
Overwhelmed by a belated shyness, she couldn't lift her head.
Wen Jing took the opportunity to take her around the war zone again and again.
Now everyone has seen him showing affection for his partner.
In the evening, Wu Hang called the two men to his office.
"I've sent the assessment results to the higher-ups. You guys need to go to Area C for a meeting tomorrow."
"Commander Duan should decide beforehand whether to stay or leave."
As Wu Hang spoke, he looked at Wen Jing and said, "General Wen, it would be best to confirm your partner intentions beforehand."
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