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Aren't these two too rigid!

What a superior, what a soldier.

He pushed at the door with all his might, trying to close it as quickly as possible. However, no matter how he pushed, the door wouldn't budge.

He glared furiously at the two untouchable soldiers before him.

"You are trespassing, do you know?"

With that said, Little Yu stomped hard on one of the soldier's feet.

However, he didn't even show a trace of pain.

He was still standing there motionlessly.

"Release me!"

As if he had gone mad, Little Yu's legs did not stop moving, and turned to bite the soldier's hand that was pushing open the door.

Looking at Little Yu who was like a shrew in front of him, the soldier who was bitten until she bled, she did not even frown.

He used all his strength, but it was useless.

Si Wan who was sitting on the sofa was unable to wait any longer, she stood up and went into the bedroom to change her clothes, then walked to the door.

Little Yu was currently lecturing the two expressionless soldiers in front of him, and even moved a chair over.

Only a simple girl like Little Yu would do such a thing.

Isn't this playing a lute to a cow?

Soldiers, other than their superiors, would not be moved so easily.

"You should know that you are breaking the law. Even if you don't know this, you should know that there is a difference between men and women, right?"

There was no response from the person in front of him, but Little Yu was not discouraged at all.

"You are all grown up men. In the future, you will have to find a wife …"

The further they talked, the more difficult it became. As long as Little Yu thought it over, she would take it as an explanation.

In order to prevent Little Yu from bringing up such explosive topics again, Si Wan had no choice but to interrupt Little Yu's thought education class.

"Let's go."

Si Wan said indifferently.

The two soldiers felt that they were opening a path for Si Wan.

Little Yu was extremely worried as she grabbed Si Wan's hand.

"Don't worry, I'll go and take a look. Go and do what you need to do. If you need anything, just call me."

As if comforting her little sister, Si Wan comforted Little Yu gently.

Although he had never had a sister before, Si Wan didn't know what kind of feeling it was.

The two soldiers watched as Si Wan walked into the room and closed the door.

The room was extremely quiet, and only Gong Siming laid on the bed, motionless.

At this time, Si Wan suddenly realised that someone had definitely intentionally arranged her room.

Even Little Yu's suite had a bedroom, living room, and kitchen equipment.

Looking back at his room, it was simply the best choice a couple had for a date. The design was so tempting that it was filled with interest.

He couldn't bear to think about it. Just the thought of it made him blush uncontrollably.

"Come here!"

A cold voice came from the bed.

Even at this stage, Gong Siming was still so tyrannical.

Furthermore, he didn't even open the window. What was he trying to do?

She had forgotten that she, too, had just walked out of this room, and that the room seemed to have been reserved in her name.

Si Wan walked to the window and opened the curtain, allowing a ray of sunlight to shine through. Instinctively, she turned her head and used her hands to resist the blinding light.

Her movements were especially graceful, with a set of casual white shirt and denim shorts, making Si Wan look especially young and energetic.

Smiling slightly, he looked at the beautiful young girl in front of the window.

The haze on his face disappeared without a trace.

He pulled open the curtains and walked to Gong Siming's bedside, only to see that the food on the dining car had not been touched at all.

Helplessly, he picked up a bowl of porridge only to realize that it was already cold.

As he turned to call the room service, Gong Siming grabbed onto Si Wan's wrist tightly, unable to move.

"I'll call you."

Slowly releasing his hand, Gong Siming's gaze was locked onto Si Wan's body.

After making the call, Si Wan pushed the food cart to the side and quickly tidied up the room.

He sat back on the bed beside Gong Siming's bed.

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly. One of them sat silently while the other lay quietly.

Gong Siming's eyes were slightly red, as if he had just cried.

She had thought too much into it. Since then, Gong Siming had never heard of him crying.

No, that's not right, I remember Uncle Ma saying that Gong Siming seemed to have cried once, because it was a toy, then what about this time? Because of what?

"Um …"

An awkward voice could be heard.

Turning her head to look at Gong Siming's blushing face, Si Wan felt the urge to laugh.

What kind of expression was that? Embarrassed?

"Help me up, I need to go to the toilet!"

Gong Siming, who was at the side, felt completely baffled by the command.

"I'll get the soldiers to come in and help you."

Just as she got up, Si Wan dragged Si Wan back.

"If you want my wound to open up again, you go cry out."

Was he using his life to threaten her?

"Gong Siming, listen, your life is yours, whether or not you decide is entirely up to you. It has nothing to do with others, and even more so has nothing to do with me!"

It was a resolute and rational reply, but Si Wan seemed to not be affected by it in the slightest.

"In their hearts, I am a wargod and a believer. If they lose their faith, everything will become chaotic. I would rather die than let them see my weakness and destroy their faith."

His voice was filled with guilt, it was the guilt Gong Siming felt for his subordinates.

Si Wan stopped in her tracks and walked over to Gong Siming's side.

Having grown up in the army, how could he not understand the importance of faith? He had been overthinking things.

She treated Gong Siming as her comrade that was fighting side by side. In front of the wounded, she was not any different from a man or a woman.

Taking care of him was just a responsibility.

Quietly and gently, she helped Gong Siming up. Gong Siming hugged Si Wan and slowly walked towards the washroom.

Although Si Wan had told herself many times in her heart, she was only willing to help others.

When the rustling sounds came over, Si Wan's face was still burning red.

What made her jump even more was that Gong Siming's pajamas were pulled back too low. His waist was injured, and couldn't be bent.

She could only close her eyes and help him into his trousers.

With a mischievous smile on her face, she saw that Si Wan had closed her eyes and was half-bent, holding onto the pajamas she finally found, she slowly pulled them up and proudly raised her head.

Ye Zichen frowned, what was this woman doing!

Gong Siming looked down and saw that his pants were stuck on an important part of him. Si Wan had her eyes closed, and was trying very hard to find the spot where the pants were stuck on.

He adjusted his pants and continued to pull them up.

"Stop."

Gong Siming's voice was a little strange.

Si Wan stopped what she was doing.

"Hold me!"

Si Wan who had opened her eyes was looking at an awkward position.

She instantly straightened her waist and her head coincidentally bumped into Gong Siming's face.

With a pained snort, Gong Siming wrapped one arm around Si Wan's shoulder and used the other to pull up his awkward pants.

Si Wan touched her head, her mind filled with the scene just now, and the corners of her mouth exposed a smile.

Gently patting Si Wan's head, Gong Siming asked with a pained heart.

"Does it still hurt?"