As she spoke, Jiang Wan's cheeks flushed, her ear tips became hot, and even her fair shoulders exposed to the air turned slightly pink.
Both of them knew that this sentence could be taken as an invitation.
Or perhaps...
This was an invitation.
How are you feeling?
“I can heal myself…and I have plenty of time.”
Seeing Jiang Wan's brows furrow slightly with shyness, Ning Feng smiled and softly echoed:
"Yes, the night is still long."
It's very long, very long.
There was no more sound of conversation in the room, and the two bodies slowly approached each other in the darkness.
Creak.
The wooden bed groaned faintly under the weight of the two people.
It was a distorted sound, like someone punching you in the face, leaking out from between your teeth.
Then, the wooden bed discovered the person who came to beat it today.
Not only was it a lot, but it also lasted a damn long time...
Crunch, crunch...
...
...
"Captain, Sister Wan, she..."
After knocking on the door, Chu Yu entered Margaret's ward. Before he could even open the door, he heard a loud clattering sound of glass breaking.
Um?
Pushing open the door quickly, Chu Yu saw two wounded soldiers, Margaret and Yun Shuchang, nervously hiding a large bottle of vodka under the covers.
Watching the injured man, who was using crutches and had difficulty moving, and another who hadn't yet adapted to normal life, collide with each other, Chu Yu felt a headache coming on.
"well……"
Hearing the sigh, Margaret and the other woman stopped what they were doing and silently turned around. The three of them looked at each other awkwardly...
"Cough cough..."
Margaret was the first to recover, maintaining her usual calm expression, and asked:
"Is there something you need?"
Card.
Silently closing the door, Chu Yu walked in and took the half-empty bottle of vodka from the two of them.
Then, with a serious expression, he said:
"Wan-jie's room is empty, hmm..."
"She really didn't come home at night."
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