Chapter Twenty: Stirring

  Having obtained consent, the navy's right hand held the iodine, while his left hand gently grasped the army's left hand. The smooth feeling unconsciously transmitted to his heart, and he calmed himself down. The cotton swab dipped in iodine was lightly wiping, but his heart was still very tense.

  "Ouch! That hurts." Lu Jun cried out and quickly pulled back his left hand, "You—"

  The navy stared blankly at his empty left hand, recalling the force he had just used. It seemed that he hadn't used much strength at all. To verify this, he estimated the force he had used earlier and pinched himself, but really didn't feel anything, not even a slight pain. However, when he looked at the woman in front of him again, he wondered if she was doing it on purpose, and his mind began to consider this possibility!

  After the pain had passed, he looked at a suspicious face, pouted and said: "Captain, your strength is really too great, I didn't pretend, it really hurts. But you don't have to be so serious about it."

  I've never seen her so unlucky, getting hurt and then having to comfort the person who hurt her. The world is really absurd. If she could, she'd really like to punch him, but she doesn't dare right now. Not only might she get punched back even harder, but her hand can't even throw a punch at this point! She's better off just staying calm and stable.

  The naval officer looked at her changing expression and painful momentum, only then did he believe, "I'll be more careful this time, I guarantee it won't hurt that much again."

  Leaving room for maneuver, it won't be too painful, but pain will definitely follow.

  The army frowned, his face tense, considering the credibility of this sentence. From his recent actions, his character was already suspicious, but she seemed to be unable to let him move again now. He looked at her with pleading eyes, "Try once more, but gently, with the same care as you would treat a baby's wound. You must remember that this is a wound, a woman's wound, and it cannot withstand great force, do you understand?"

  The navy nodded as if he had been taught, and then weighed again in his heart the strength he was about to use. He picked up the cotton swab with iodine on it, this time really using no strength at all, slowly and gently cleaning the wound. His careful and cautious appearance was even more intense than going into battle, and yet he still worried that he wasn't doing a good job!

  The army really felt much better this time, "Battalion commander, with this action and this intensity, you must continue to maintain."

  A voice, the navy trembled slightly with his hand, and in exchange for a miserable cry from the army, "You shut up, I was already a bit nervous, you spoke and it got even worse. From now on, you have to keep quiet."

  The army suffered a poisonous hand, hastily nodded, pursed his lips, and scolded himself in his heart. This person can't stand being flattered, flattering him is still unlucky for himself.

  The navy felt the army tense up and hold its left arm, so it said: "You lie down, this way we'll both be more comfortable."

  The army nodded and lay down, shifting his body. The navy was considerate enough to help her arrange the pillow, making the army look at him like he had seen a ghost.

  The naval officer being stared at felt a bit embarrassed and loudly shouted, "Close your eyes, I'm not a flower, what's there to look at?"

  The army obediently closed his eyes, right, this is the normal him. Thoughtful and gentle with him, even if not separated by ten million eight thousand miles, how could it be separated by a long river!

  The naval officer was secretly pleased with himself, thinking that shouting was useful, and from now on, he would use this trick to deal with this woman, guaranteeing that she would be trained to be obedient.

  Although I had such an idea in my mind, the movements of my hands were still gentle and soothing, and the lines on my face also unconsciously softened.

  The iodine solution stung a bit, then the medicinal liquid covered her, cool and refreshing, and her entire nervous system relaxed. She held on for a while, but fatigue crept in again, and a faint snore gradually escaped.

  After the navy treated the wounds on both elbows, he wanted to ask if there were any other places that needed medicine. However, seeing her sleeping face stopped him from making a sound, and he quietly covered her with a quilt, then sat down and stared at her carefully.

  A beautiful face, skin as white as porcelain, lips that are plump and just the right thickness, long hair covering her forehead, then lying naturally on the bed.

  The navy had some movement, and with his own hand that had grown old calluses, he touched the hair, soft and smooth. The other hand touched his own hair, hard as needles. Two different feelings formed a sharp contrast. The navy was stunned, could it be that this is the difference between men and women? Even the three thousand troublesome threads can be so different, then what about other places, will they not be even more different?

  The navy began to wonder about other aspects in his heart, and it was also the first time he was full of curiosity about women's affairs. Looking at that tender face, although there were a few green bumps on it, but couldn't hide its radiance. He didn't know what it would feel like to touch it, so he slowly stretched out his hand. Suddenly, Hai Jun came to his senses and wondered what he was doing. With a sudden movement, he knocked over the stool and rushed out of the room like a madman.

  The army in a dream, due to sudden movement, shifted uncomfortably and then everything returned to calm.

  He was doing push-ups non-stop on the floor of his bedroom, his heart a little agitated, and his speed getting faster and faster. He didn't know how long he had been doing it, but finally, he lay on the ground, and managed to get rid of that feeling inside him. Satisfied with himself, he smiled, and Hai Jun was still Hai Jun, an upright and unyielding soldier who wouldn't be influenced by women.

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