Professional soldiers are different. As long as the leader receives a training suit, he must be wearing military uniforms.

Looking at Xia Jinyuan standing in front of him, Ye Jian's pupils tightened slightly. Xia Jinyuan's expression was solemn and cold, and his elegant eyebrows were calm and restrained, exuding the majestic style that only a soldier could have.

The collar and epaulette are golden, like golden swords, exuding a cold and terrifying look that makes people dare not stop.

Perhaps he had just finished the war and was still covered in water, and when he looked down, his clear eyes were covered with coldness, and even the murderous aura that had always been hidden well on his body was exposed.

Ye Jian, who even walked through the gate of life and death, raised his gaze and faced his murderous aura that made people involuntarily afraid of him, said calmly: "Sorry, it's a bit rude for me to do this. I'll change my clothes."

It is better to wear a school uniform than to wear a short shirt and short sleeves.

"This is great, no need to change. You don't need to report. Let's go to the doctor to treat the wound first." Xia Jinyuan smiled slightly, and then turned the murderous aura faintly revealed on his body into nothing in an instant, leaving only his restrained and noble temperament.

Like green pine, proud of snow on the abyss.

Ye Jian smiled, "That's right, I can't be too formal and honest." He handed over this kind of thing to the six professional soldiers of Team Xia. She would have a good rest after completing the task.

"If you have enlightenment, you will be lazy. This time it's not because you need to deal with the wound on your back." Xia Jinyuan sneered. The little fox looked like no lethality, his hair was wet, and his face was as white as a flower, and his color was even whiter and more beautiful, like a lotus flower blooming in the dew in the early morning.

Flowers are easy to break, but the little fox is definitely not a flower that is easy to break. Its face is like a flower, but its figure is like a spear, and it is indomitable.

There were some small scars on her face, and his eyes tightened with his thin lips. Although the wound was thin and shallow, it was white and flawed.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the fine wound on her chin, and said in a low voice: "This is going to be disfigured. Will Uncle Chen fight to the death when he goes back?"

When it comes to injury..., a hint of unnatural flashed through Ye Jian's bright black eyes... He should also go and see his injuries.

He hurriedly said: "How is it possible? I usually have injuries on my body when I train with Uncle Chen. Where is the infirmary? Where are the others? All have passed?"

"Treat the injury first, then go to see the big leader. The little fox is good tonight and will write a merit on the file." The other six people have already gone to deal with some minor injuries on their bodies. Xia Jinyuan looked at Ye Jian, who looked a little unnatural in his expression, and took her to the infirm with a meaningful smile in his handsome face.

...I dare to bet, she thought of the embarrassing thing that happened in the car just now.

Alas, when facing her, why did a little darkness grow in the face of her healthy mind? This unintentional thing... is definitely the closest contact between his little fox and the opposite sex.

I got her first time, and my mood... I was so happy that I hummed a military song while taking a shower, and I was singing a military love song.

Ye Jian could not guess at this moment that Major Xia was happy. She had a slight fever in her ears and tried to keep her face calm and went into the infirmary with him.

When he was about to ask about his injury later, she must not stay in the infirmary... she must not listen to the topic that made him embarrassed to find a hole to hide.

Murphy's Theorem: The more you fear, the more you will be.
Chapter completed!