Nan Fei blinked and said frankly, "It's probably because what I said made Commander Zuo uncomfortable."
"Which sentence?" The man asked calmly, still using his phone to knock on the table.
The knocking sound was slow and forceful.
Nan Fei hesitated for a moment, but still answered honestly, "I miss you."
Zuo Qishen stood up from his chair, walked around the desk, and walked toward Nan Fei.
Her small face was as beautiful as ever, and... innocent and calm.
Every time, she would tease him until his heart itched, and then she would leave by herself, looking very cool and unrestrained.
No matter if it was two years ago or now.
Zuo Qishen's voice became a little harsher for some reason.
"Miss Nan, I'm not someone you can casually flirt with."
The man's tall figure faintly exuded a vicious aura. The smell of saltpeter blood on a man who had been on the battlefield was immediately suppressed.
His sharp and cold gaze was like a piercing blade of ice, staring straight at her.
That look of his was as if he was going to pull out his gun and kill her in the next second.
Nan Fei took two steps back, feeling wronged.
She was only an eighteen-year-old child. Why was he looking at her like he was looking at an enemy?!
She did not do it on purpose. When he suddenly turned his head back, she had blurted it out. Moreover, she had already apologized for this matter a long time ago.
With a cold face, she shouted at him, "I was wrong, okay? Commander Zuo! I've made you angry, so I'll leave now."
After saying that, she walked out of the door, running away with her eyebrows furrowed.
Why was he so fierce? She was not his soldier. It was so annoying. There were so many things to worry about. She should not have left the house today.
A black hard object seemed to fly past her ear.
With a bang, the door that was close to her, which was originally only half-closed, was tightly closed under the impact of the heavy object.
The new mobile phone that he had just bought slid down from the middle of the door and fell to the ground. It was badly shattered.
The man's steady and powerful footsteps gradually approached, and Nan Fei's back gradually stiffened.
Was this Commander Zuo so skilled? He even closed the door from a distance.
His phone was in a pitiful state.
"Nan Nan." Zuo Qishen stopped beside her and suddenly let out a deep sigh.
Nan Fei trembled, and her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.
Very few people called her Nan Nan.
Everyone who called her Nan Nan was the person closest to her.
Mu Mian, Yu Jingluo, her grandfather and mother... had also called her Nan Nan.
A flash of weakness and sadness flashed across the woman's face.
Zuo Qishen paused for a moment and softened his voice. He retracted his hostility and looked at Nan Fei as he said in a low voice, "Enough, I didn't want to let you go."
"Then why are you so fierce?!" Nan Fei's eyes turned red and watery. "Why? I said one wrong word, and you're ready to shoot me?"
Zuo Qishen's thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line. He half-closed his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated.
He had indeed gone a little overboard. After all, she did not know what had happened two years ago.
Now, he was just a stranger to her who she had only known for two days. The bloody and vicious aura that he had just brought down from the battlefield would indeed scare her.
"Don't cry," he said with a frown and a softer voice. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have scolded you."
Since he had already fallen into her hands, he could only admit it.
However, this time, she could not run away just because she wanted to.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across the man's face.