Chapter Sixty: Sending Foot

  The army was silently counting numbers in her heart, very boring, very childish, but she counted very happily.

  Three hundred numbers, three hundred silent recitations. Just as the last number was about to end, the door of the house opened and the navy came in with a not-so-pleasant expression. Looking at the person waiting at the table, his spirit immediately lifted, forgetting all troubles, only for that faint shadow, a faint sense of happiness surged up, so he forced out a big smile and sent it over.

  A bright smile, harmonious facial features, revealing a hint of seduction, Lu Jun looked a bit dazed, and had never seen the Black-Faced Ghost smile so lovingly in front of him before.

  "Company Commander, come quickly." Lu Jun beckoned with great enthusiasm.

  The naval officer's smile strategy was successful, and he got a bright smile from the beautiful woman, revealing her delicate teeth, with a playful glint in the corner of her eyes. Just looking at it made him feel comfortable. Now he somewhat understood why those married men were all afraid of their wives - for such a smile, he would be willing to do anything.

  "I washed my hands and went over." The beauty invited him, he was very refreshing, hurriedly washed his hands, and came to the table at an astonishing speed, thinking about making a good impression.

  "Captain, what's the good news today? You're smiling so happily?" Lu Jun added rice to his bowl while asking with a hint of curiosity, rarely seen, what could make him like this?

  The navy didn't respond, instead staring at the army's face, the red spots didn't continue to increase, but also didn't fade much, "Does your face and body still itch?"

  The army was stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly, "It doesn't itch that much anymore, it's much better."

  The medicine from last night, plus those topical medications and the oral medication, her symptoms have improved a lot, but it's estimated that it will take a few more days to fully recover.

  "That's good, if not, hurry up and tell me, I can take you to another big hospital to have a look." The navy attaches great importance to this, knowing that although he thinks inner beauty is more important, external beauty is not excluded either. After all, there is no woman who doesn't like herself looking pretty, and the little woman in front of him won't be an exception.

  The food in the army's mouth got stuck, she found that this black-faced ghost was being too good lately. The current concern made her happy and a little frightened at the same time, not knowing what he was up to. So people seemed a bit nervous, "Battalion commander, no need, I'm fine now." Firmly refused, isn't a big hospital still a hospital? Her greatest wish is not to enter the hospital, healthy and strong.

  "Don't use your hands to grab it yourself, or you might accidentally leave a scar." Hai Jun reminded him once again.

  The army looked uncomfortable, under the shining of his black eyes, why did he feel that she just wanted to get along with her own face? So he quickly made a decision: "I know, Colonel, I absolutely won't catch it, I also want to be beautiful."

  "Right, you women just love beauty." Hai Jun smiled and thought to herself that she was a bit too sensitive, probably more so than anyone else.

  The army did not refute, the words were reasonable, now it's not just women who love beauty, men's love for beauty is even stronger, after all, which man doesn't love a beautiful woman? But these words, Lu Jun would not be stupid enough to say out loud, only silently saying them in his heart.

  The naval officer shifted his gaze to the dinner table, he had been staring at her since he came in, and only now did he notice that the dishes on the table were all made from the leftovers he had deemed unusable last night. He couldn't believe how skilled her hands were, transforming waste into food, and even drawing out such a vivid portrait of himself. What kind of magical hands did she have?! So he shifted his gaze to those slender fingers, trying to figure out what was so special about them.

  The overly fervent gaze seemed to make Lu Jun's hands feel strange, and he unconsciously put down his chopsticks, placing both hands in front of him to examine them carefully again and again. Not finding anything different, he asked in confusion: "Battalion Commander, is there something wrong with my hands?"

  The target of his observation suddenly appeared in front of him, and the naval officer's face flickered for a moment before he cleared his throat, "No problem, it's just that I feel it's smaller than my hand."

  Obviously, it was a disguise, but the army did not notice and instead seriously compared them. The broad palm, sturdy fingers, and black-glowing back of the hand were unmatched with hers. But thinking about their experiences and genders, it made sense. "Battalion Commander, are you particularly envious?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Jun laughed and said, "I'm not envious!"

  "Aren't you envious at all? Then what are you staring at my hand for?" Lu Jun obviously didn't believe him.

  "It's just that I think your hands are very good-looking. But I'm really not envious, think about it, if such a pair of hands grew on my body, wouldn't you think it's out of place?" The navy's eyes rolled, envying, and it was something that only her brain could come up with, besides, in the future she became his wife, did he still need to be envious?

  The army put his hand on his arm and made a gesture, feeling quite unharmonious, even ridiculous. "So you have a fondness for hands?"

  "What's this 'lovesick' nonsense?" The naval officer rummaged through his vocabulary for a moment, but couldn't find a suitable answer.

  "Cheirophilia, as the name suggests, is a fondness for admiring beautiful hands and caressing others' hands. Like my former classmate who would stare at my hands whenever he saw me, or touch them." Lu Jun's explanation was unclear, but the general idea could be understood, especially with the little example.

  "Is that classmate a boy or a girl?" Hai Jun asked anxiously, his face showing even more discontent.

  "Of course it's a girl, if it were a boy I would definitely kick him away." Lu Jun couldn't help but laugh, the moment when his hand was touched was gone forever.

  "It's even more impossible to touch a girl's feet, men can't touch them at all. In ancient times, if someone saw it, they would have to get married." The navy was giving her supplementary ideological education.

  "Captain, your imagination isn't too rich, is it?" The navy shook his head helplessly. The person in front of him really couldn't communicate. "What I meant by 'send feet' was to kick him a few times, not send them to the door for people to touch my feet. I'm not mentally ill."

  The navy heard the sarcasm in her words, but didn't mind at all and continued to say: "This is good. In the future, when you encounter such people, you must teach them a lesson well. If you can't beat me, I can help you. Girls should have self-protection awareness and absolutely cannot let others take advantage of them. You must remember that martial arts intimidation is essential."

  The army has a black line on its face, is there such a person? She expressed deep doubt, but it seems that force majeure is also quite good!

  The navy now speaks with a solemn oath, but what he doesn't know is that his words today have laid an unexpected foundation for his future misfortune.

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