Ye Jian walked to her and stretched out his hands to hug her gently. There was no way to communicate in Tibetan, so he could only express it in body language.

Yangjin, who had been to elementary school, was too good at speaking Mandarin. He also hugged Ye Jian gently, and his eyes fell on strange men he didn't know, looking curiously until the other party smiled at him, and then he panicked and withdrew his gaze.

"Her back is injured, you need to be gentle." Xia Jinyuan, who was standing behind the two, smiled slightly and communicated with Yangjin in Tibetan. "Next, I need to treat her wound..."

What Ye Jian could understand was what he said, "Thank you, I'm disturbing..." When she wanted Yangjin to help her, the enthusiastic Tibetan girl said a string of scriptures, holding her shaking scripture tube like a butterfly flying on the grassland in June, leaving the tent.

When Ye Jian saw Yangjin leave, he frowned lightly, "I rubbed my back. Team Xia, it's not appropriate for you to stay."

I am really wary of him, and I am afraid that he will do anything.

"What are you afraid of me staying?" He picked up the sniper rifle on the side of his body, and instead of mentioning Ye Jian's injury, he asked, "Where will you put it after you have been removed? Give me the bag."

He didn't mention it, not only did Ye Jian not breathe a sigh of relief, but became even more uncomfortable, "I'll do it myself. Can you go out first? I want to deal with the wound by myself. See what the situation is."

"Aren't you very strong on the mountain just now? Why are you in a hurry to treat the wound now?" He sat cross-legged on the sheep carpet spread on the ground, removed the sniper rifles in his hand one by one, raised his eyes, and saw Ye Jian standing still motionless, he couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth and jokingly said, "What's wrong? Did I make you angry?"

Junya looked puzzled on her face, as if she didn't quite understand what Ye Jian wanted to do.

What exactly do you want to do? Ye Jian herself couldn't understand. But Xia Jinyuan is sitting and not leaving now...it's just not good! How can she take off her clothes!

It is obvious that she wants to treat her wounds by herself, but she doesn't believe it and doesn't understand.

But in this way, she seemed to think too much when she said anything else. Ye Jian said a little discouraged: "Captain Xia, don't pretend to be confused in front of me. My meaning is very obvious. Now I need to invite you out because..."

I was embarrassed, but I still said it clearly, "Because I want to take off my clothes, did you ask me a girl of fifteen or sixteen to take off my clothes in front of you, an adult man?"

In return, it was his bright and pleasant laugh, and his deep and handsome eyes were as bright as thousands of mountains and rivers. "First, the person I asked Yangjin to invite has not come yet. Second, you are hurt on your back, and it is not convenient to treat the wound by yourself. Third..."

Ye Jian looked at her from head to toe, and then looked straight with her eyes, "I still know what it means to not look at the wrongdoer."

The sadness in her eyes had disappeared, and she returned to the strong and energetic girl. In addition, the little girl in the past would inadvertently show a hint of hostility towards the opposite sex, and the haze that is not easy for people to notice.

This time..., in addition to the clearness of water in her eyes, the bad, seemingly old haze has completely disappeared.

It is not to hide it deeper, but to truly disappear.
Chapter completed!