"Me! A proud successor to communism, and you suspect me of being an enemy spy? Are you blind?"
The hand that was halfway to slap him changed course and instead went to poke the scoundrel's eyeballs.
The little hand was intercepted by Feng Bai before it was even in mid-air. He turned his head slightly, his dark eyes looking at the guard and said indifferently, "Get out. Don't let anyone know what happened today."
From the moment the guard heard the words "enemy agent," the way he looked at Ruan Xianxian changed.
As they stood at attention and saluted, they noticed the regimental commander still holding the female comrade's wrist. His expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. Was this really an interrogation of an enemy agent, or was it some kind of favoritism and opportunism?
The guard, filled with suspicion, left the tent, and the room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of shallow breathing remaining.
"you……"
"I……"
After an unknown period of silence, the two spoke at the same time.
Ruan Xianxian's expression was playful. She shook her wrist, which he was holding, and parted her red lips slightly, "Can I let go first?"
Feng Bai quickly released his grip and took a step back. His face remained expressionless, but the tips of his ears were already bright red. "I'm sorry! I... offended you just now!"
He turned around and sat down in the chair, his long legs crossed awkwardly, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his eyelashes drooping.
"I understand." Suppressing the teasing in her eyes, Ruan Xianxian expressed her understanding; young people, full of youthful vigor, are most susceptible to being teased.
She was the first to ask, "Why do you suspect me of being an enemy agent? I'm very curious."
Still reeling from the recent romance, Feng Bai's mind was in turmoil. He involuntarily looked up and met the girl's half-smiling gaze. He pursed his thin lips and his voice regained its composure.
His voice held a hint of something unspoken, his tone low and hoarse. "Based on my investigation and the information I've gathered, your personality is very different from before."
Who told you that Zhang Mao would take action against Yan Fenghua?
Zhang Mao was the farm manager who was bribed by the Ruan family to try to harm his grandmother, but was killed by her instead.
This is a linguistic trap. She has never killed anyone, so she shouldn't know Zhang Mao's name. It's true that men shouldn't have brains.
The system suddenly spoke up: "[Xianxian, we suggest you replace his logical thinking with a romantic one.]"
Ruan Xianxian pondered the system's suggestion. To replace her "good brain" with a "love brain," she needed to first insert a few sperm. She feigned confusion and blinked twice.
"Who? Who is Zhang Mao?"
Feng Bai's gaze seemed to be subtly observing her. The woman's already fair face flushed red from the high fever, and her eyes were moist and watery.
Her eyelashes were curled and upturned, fluttering up and down with her anxious blinking, like butterflies spreading their wings in the forest.
Feng Bai lowered his eyes thoughtfully, "On April 13th, I saw you on this riverbank. You happened to be walking out of Qi Guofu's tent, and you were acting suspiciously."
Ruan Xianxian's breath hitched. He had indeed seen her that day and suspected she was an enemy agent. No wonder he wouldn't let go of her.
With a playful look in her eyes, Ruan Xianxian suddenly leaned closer. The two were already close, and her sudden movement made Feng Bai's breathing falter.
He leaned back subtly, his triangular back sinking completely into the chair back, his face calm and composed, but his eyes seemed to deepen.
One of her eyebrows was raised, as if asking her what she was doing.
365: [Xianxian, the way he looks at you isn't innocent.]
Ruan Xianxian thought to herself, "Men are creatures who think separately about their upper and lower bodies, depending on which one they want to use!"
His face showed both annoyance and innocence, as if he was extremely embarrassed and annoyed by his act of self-proof. "Didn't you suspect I was an enemy agent? Touch me, touch me, do I have a human skin mask on my face?"
As the Buddhist disciple tore off the prayer beads, and Ruan Xianxian saw the cold beauty lose control, she secretly thought to herself, "To be honest, I like them all!"
Looking at the fair and tender face so close to his, Feng Bai inexplicably placed his hand on it. A thought stirred in his heart: Are all women's skin so smooth and delicate?
It feels like soft tofu to the touch.
His fingertips lingered uncontrollably on the girl's cheeks, behind her ears, and on her chin, his fingertips burning hot. When he came to his senses, he met a pair of fiery, angry eyes.
Her voice was filled with dissatisfaction and embarrassment, tinged with a hint of disgust, "Have you touched enough?"
Feng Bai withdrew his hand with lightning speed, his eyes serious. What... had he done?
How could he take liberties with a girl who was seven years younger than him?
"Feel sorry!"
Withdrawing his lingering, romantic thoughts, he twirled his index finger beneath his sleeve. His mind was a jumbled mess, but his face remained impassive. "No human skin mask."
"Heh!" Ruan Xianxian stood up, a faint sneer on her lips. "Does Commander Feng now believe in my innocence?"
I admit you're being unruly; after all, I am a petty and vindictive woman.
But Commander Feng should not forget that I was born under the Five Stars and grew up in a military compound. The environment I grew up in and the knowledge I learned are ingrained in my bones.
"I would never betray my country."
She quickened her pace, lifted the tent flap, paused, but didn't turn around. Suddenly, she let out a cold laugh.
"If you have evidence, then arrest me. If you don't have evidence, then please, Commander Feng, who is always watching people through the cracks in the door, never appear in my sight again. This is very annoying."
After saying that, he disappeared into Feng Bai's main camp without lingering.
The curtain was lowered again, and only a dim oil lamp remained in the tent. Feng Bai sat quietly with his head down for a long time without moving.
Does "looking at someone through a crack in the door" mean he underestimates her?
How did reasonable suspicion and serious verification turn into this?
It was his fault; the child wrapped his arms around his waist just to scare him, but he…
Suddenly glancing down at the restless spot, I scoffed!
He grabbed the cigarette pack on the table, took out a cigarette, and was about to light it when he remembered that this was a tent. Frustrated, he left the tent, took a few steps to the riverbank, found a secluded spot, and sat down on the ground.
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