The sound of Li Si taking a shower came from the bathroom intermittently. However, Mei Yan, who was sitting on the bedside, was always thinking about something extraordinary. She was touched by Li Si and felt a touch of tenderness in her heart. Ever since she was rescued by Li Si in Afghanistan a few years ago,
She was completely obsessed with Li Si's figure. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she was obsessed with that clear back and blurry face for several years.
And today, Li Si appeared again and saved her. Is this considered fate? Or is it simply God's arrangement. Moreover, she followed Li Si to Nangarhar inexplicably, and then there was an inexplicable and unexpected relationship.
Li Si entered the same room and seemed to be faced with whether to sleep in the same bed.
"Oh... what's wrong with me?" Mei Yan was depressed, her hands were tightly tangled, and she clasped the fingers of her left hand with her right hand and counted them one by one. This was a habit that Mei Yan had developed since she was a child. Once she was nervous,
, she couldn't help but start counting on her fingers.
Click...
The door to the bathroom opened, and Li Si came out wearing a pair of cropped trousers and a shirtless upper body. He held a towel and wiped his long wet hair. He showed a charming smile to Mei Yan and said, "You too
Go take a shower, you’ve encountered so many things today, I’m sure you’ve been sweating too!”
"Oh! Well!" Mei Yan glanced at Li Si nervously. She had never been so nervous in her life. Even when facing an enemy who was stronger than herself, she was able to maintain a clear mind and analyze the opponent calmly.
Weaknesses and fatal points. However, facing Li Si's smile, why was she so nervous? She couldn't help but ask herself.
She secretly raised her head and glanced at Li Si. With her strong muscles, well-defined eight-pack abs, and brown skin, she was actually a little obsessed with Li Si's perfect figure. However, just as Li Si turned around
At that moment, she clearly saw three scars on Li Si's back winding like red centipedes. She was stunned. In addition to these three scars, there were also
There were countless small wounds, and Li Si's entire back was like a map!
For men in the desert, scars are honor, and nothing can better interpret a person's honor than the scars on his body.
She was shocked, what kind of battle gave this man so many endless 'honors'! The dense wounds and the three fatal scars gave Meiyan a huge visual impact.
