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Chapter 296

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The sound of pain was particularly clear in the quiet night. Xia Jinyuan, who had been smiling, immediately put away his smile and walked over.

"Sit down. Where are you hurt?" He put his arm around her shoulders and turned on the headlights on his helmet. In the light, they could see Ye Chien's beautiful face and his elegant, handsome face.

Ye Chien didn't even have a chance to refuse before he helped her sit on the rock.

It was late at night... the rock was really, really cold. In August, the temperature in the no man's land would drop to a few degrees below zero. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a phenomenon where blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

Soon, Xia Jinyuan also realized that it wasn't appropriate to sit on the cold rock in the cold wind to check where she was hurt. He smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm used to being rough in the military camp. I'm a little... um, not very good at taking care of girls. Please forgive me."

This was definitely the truth.

As Han Zheng said, Xia Jinyuan was born into an aristocratic family. He was humorous and witty, but he had always been conservative when it came to relationships. At 21 years old, he really wasn't good at taking care of girls.

Ye Chien wouldn't let him take care of her. As soon as his hand left her, she immediately stood up and said, "It's not a big problem. Maybe it's just a scratch. Aren't you going to clean it up? They're all busy downstairs. "

"You haven't gone back yet. How can I be at ease?" Her refusal made Xia Jinyuan's lips curve slightly. "Come, make a choice. Do you want to carry her? Or carry her on your back? Pick one of the two. There's no third option. "

Ye Chien: "..." Why does he like to act shamelessly in front of me! She tightened her grip on the sniper rifle and looked away with a faint smile. "No, I can walk on my own."

What a headache. She wasn't really a fifteen-year-old girl. How could she deal with Xia Jinyuan... she couldn't do anything about it?

She couldn't be as cold as she was with Ye Zhifan's family, and she couldn't be too enthusiastic either. She wanted to maintain a gentlemanly friendship, but … he liked to cross the line!

No matter how smart Ye Chien was, she had no idea how to deal with relationships between men and women. When faced with Major Xia, who was acting shamelessly and teasing her from time to time, she couldn't do anything about it.

"That won't do. Just now, every step you took was so painful that you gasped. We're still a few hundred meters away from the village. Won't you feel pain every step you take?" He smiled at the little girl who kept trying to find ways to reject him.. Even though his deep gaze was deep and gentle, it was just the right amount of a man............... com................

Ye Jian looked up and stared at him. The major, who had just finished a battle, had not taken off his helmet. The light shone on him, revealing his elegance and elegance, just like that of a noble young master.

His silhouette was perfect, and his eyes were clear … There was a warmth deep in his eyes that could drown people. This Xia Jinyuan vividly expressed the delicate feelings and tenderness of a soldier.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, and she smiled helplessly. "Captain Xia, I did choose the third option."

"But I don't have a third option." Xia Jinyuan maintained the smile she was most familiar with. It was elegant, noble, and especially dangerous. Just when Ye Chien thought he would continue to insist that there were only two options, the man who had always been unpredictable said slowly, "However, I've always respected girls. Okay, tell me what your third option is."

"Oh, I know even without you saying it. You can walk on your own, right?"

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