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His heart was in pain, and he could barely breathe.

They said her mother died long ago, and she died at the moment she was born. According to the hearts of ordinary people, she should be very sad, but she didn't. She couldn't even shed tears, let alone love.

Sighing, she stepped back from the man's arms and climbed down step by step.

The man's arm was empty as he stared into the night sky.

"Are we not suited for each other?" As the night wind dissipated in the air, his heart couldn't help but ache. Could it be that all of this was heaven's will? This woman had completely forgotten about him. Now, did she only want to draw a clear line between them? No, no, he could not let go. Once he let go, he would lose even more. In this world, this little woman was his only warmth. If even this warmth was gone, then there would be no point in him staying in this cold world.

Thinking of this, the man quickly climbed down the tall iron shelf and chased after the young woman.

Several warriors stood there staring blankly.

"Squad leader, what do we do?"

"Investigate, now investigate everything one by one for me. If you find out who did it, then it will be punished by martial law." The Nighthawk left without looking back.

Several young warriors followed behind him, each of them beginning to come up with a plan. It was an unfair night.

Beauty Jing ran to her room, closed the door, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and let the cold water wash over her body.

A bone-piercing chill caused her consciousness to return.

She knew that the person who had framed them was very familiar to her, the smell that hung in the air was very familiar to her, but she couldn't catch who it was. She was sure that the person was a woman, and a very good one at that, and that the woman had spat out a preparation in the air that would create hallucinations, but she couldn't. Besides shrimp powder and alcohol, who else could it be other than her family and Bo Liangchen who knew that her body had an allergic reaction?

Under the icy cold water from the tap, the cold water was washed from head to toe. The clothes were completely permeated and stuck to her body wet. Beauty Jing did not notice that she was just sitting on the ground and allowing the cold water to pour down from head to toe.

When Bo Liangchen opened the bathroom door, he saw the little woman sitting under the tap with her eyes unfocused, staring blankly at a certain place.

His heart suddenly throbbed. He walked over lovingly, reached out to turn off the cold water, squatted down, and caressed the little woman's round face.

His heart sank as he touched her hot little face. Then, he stretched out his hand and took the little woman's hand. He lifted up the clothes to examine it closely. Under the light, one could see red spots on her snow-white skin, which was exceptionally dazzling.

"Let go, you don't need to care, you go." Beauty Jing leaned against the wall powerlessly as she tried to pull her arm away from the man's grasp. However, her body felt a bit weak. The next moment, she fainted and fell into the man's embrace.

Bo Liang Chen endured it and washed the little woman briefly. Then he found a set of cotton pajamas and changed her into it. He carried it into the bed and called for the military doctor to treat the little woman.

After the military doctor gave the beauty Jing an examination, he left behind the antiallergic medicine and ointment and left.

As she fell into a deep sleep, Beauty Jing felt her entire body itching. Her small body was constantly twisting as she muttered to herself, "It's itchy, it's itchy, it's itchy. I feel bad, it's uncomfortable."

Bo Liang Chen didn't know how many times he had felt the ointment on her body, but he continued to clean her. After finishing, the man's eyes were bloodshot, until the sky turned white, and the red spots on the little girl's body gradually decreased. In the end, it disappeared, leaving only a few scratches.

When he opened his eyes, what entered his vision was an enlarged and handsome face.

Bo Liangchen fell asleep with his arms around Beauty Jing. His black eyebrows were like two black worms lying between his wide brows. His long eyelashes were still, his eyes were tightly shut, his red lips were tightly pursed. His breathing was even, as if he was very satisfied.

Beauty Jing opened her eyes and stared at the man with a kind of infatuation. The unhappiness and discomfort she had last night was completely gone.

"I'm awake, is there any more discomfort?" A hoarse voice came from the top of his head.

The back of Beauty Jing, who was trying to escape, stiffened. Then, she shrank her neck and said, "Yes, I want to go to the bathroom."

The back of his head faced the man's chest. Her long hair stuck to his well-built chest, making it itch every time he moved. He felt angry and said, "Go, be careful."

He stretched out his hand and helped the woman up before lying back down on the blanket again.

The little woman's face turned red. She hurriedly got off the bed, put on her slippers and ran to the bathroom. Her heart was beating fast.

Did he wake up when he peeked? Impossible, he clearly didn't move, how did he wake up?

Leaning against the door, she clutched at her heart. She had just slightly moved her body a moment ago, and when she turned around, she was grabbed by the man. How embarrassing.

He lowered his head to look at the pajamas on his body and then opened his sleeves. There were only a few red scratches, as if he had scratched them himself.

His face turned red as he saw the military uniform hanging on the balcony of the washroom through the glass.

When did we get so close to each other? Did I love him before? Why was it that he could not defend himself against all the defenses he should have taken?

Ye Zichen rubbed his head with a headache, then looked at himself in the mirror and felt annoyed for a long time.

He went to the toilet, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Looking at his clothes in the mirror, he was relieved to see that they were only long-sleeved pants. He opened the bathroom door.

The man was putting on his pants because the conditions were simple and there was no single cloakroom. The man could only wear his clothes in the bedroom.

The little woman dawdled in the bathroom for a long time, but she didn't come out. The man no longer had the mood to sleep again. Without the girl's arms around him, he couldn't fall asleep, so he reached for his pants to wear.

His hand rested on the zipper of his pants, but before he could close it, the little woman opened the bathroom door.

Lifting his eyes, he saw the eyes of a young woman.

A pair of big black eyes stared at his hand. He felt like the back of his hand was about to be stared at until a hole appeared. He quickly zipped up his pants, put on a leather belt, and tucked his casual shirt into his waist.

Beauty Jing walked over awkwardly and sat in front of the dressing table. She picked up a comb and began to comb her hair.

The man stood behind her and used his big palm to grasp her small hand. He pulled the wooden comb from the woman's hand and began to comb her messy hair.

He gently combed the hair, afraid that it would hurt the little girl's scalp. The man's hand was very light and slow, his fingers entwined with the woman's soft and shiny hair, causing him to stare foolishly. This scene had appeared many times in his dreams, but at that time, he couldn't clearly see the girl's face.

"Jiajia, I'm sorry. I was unable to protect you and ended up injuring you." Bo Liangchen's hand stopped, he placed it on the shoulder of the beauty and looked straight at the little girl in the mirror.

Beauty Jing's entire body tensed up. Why? Why? Hearing this, why did he feel like crying? Oh no, could she really be his wife? Then why did he start rejecting them? He really wanted to run far away.

"It's just that I'm allergic to it. I'll be fine if I pay more attention in the future." Beauty Jing gave a rare quiet explanation. Then, she stood up and went to the wardrobe to find some clothes to wear.

Seeing the little girl's indifferent attitude, his heart became a little heavy. That's right, she was just allergic, so she had to busy herself for half the night. Then, if she really became sick, what should she do?

Jing Zhongren once told himself, "Jiajia must not be sick. If she is sick, you must tell me immediately that her physique is different from ordinary people's. Try not to use any Western medicine, as it will restrain the elements in her body, causing her limbs to become weak.

Bo Liang Chen looked at the back of the beauty Jing who was carrying clothes into the bathroom and had mixed feelings about it. He really wanted to untie the knot in his little girl's heart, but he didn't know what to do.

With complicated feelings, he walked out of Beauty Jing's room, gently closed the door, and went to the public washroom to wash up. After that, he went to the temporary office in the camp. There were still many important matters that needed to be taken care of.

"Hello, Chief." The orderly Wang Yuan was standing guard in his office, pouring tea for the other class monitor who had been waiting for a while. When he saw Bo Liangchen walk in with large strides, he immediately went up to greet him.

"Hello, chief!" The class rep also quickly stood up to salute.

Bo Liangchen was wearing a military hat. Because his hair hadn't fully grown out yet, he was wearing a military hat almost all the time. Unless he was sleeping at night, he would never take it off.

With a wave of his hand and a stride, he walked to the chair behind his desk and sat down. He picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a few sips.

Xu Hong was the head of the security department and was in charge of all kinds of criminal investigators. He could be considered the left shoulder of Bo Liang Chen, and at this moment, he was standing in front of the table with a small camera and a stack of information in his hand. His expression was somewhat serious as he handed the items over to Bo Liang Chen.

"Chief, all the videos are here. We've gone through a lot of analysis and research, and we feel that this is no small matter." Xu Hong's face didn't look too good. It seemed that there was something hard to say.

"Who is it?" Bo Liangchen's face sank.

"Liang Sha Sha." Xu Hong struggled to pronounce this name. This was the young miss of the Liang family, who was once unafraid of anyone in the base, the one who pushed the entire base into a ravine, Liang Sha Sha.

"It's here. He's finally made his move." Bo Liangchen's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Where are you right now?" Bo Liangchen suddenly stood up and asked in a stern voice.

"He was rescued." Xu Hong awkwardly coughed.

"Idiot, how do you do things?" Bo Liang Chen was furious, as if he wanted to overturn the roof.

"Chief, all of us were struck by the Ten Incense Flexible Muscle Powder. By the time we arrived, the person had already been rescued, and only a letter was left behind." The Nighthawk handed over a sealed letter with both hands.

Bo Liangchen took the letter and tore open the envelope.