Qin Yu narrowed her eyes, glanced at the desolate surroundings, and said to Youyou sarcastically, "Commander Ye, you brought me to this wilderness without any hint. Should I be frightened and act all fragile for you to see?"
Ye Heng's expression twitched slightly, "Miss Qin, are you afraid of being harmed?"
"Why shouldn't I be? I'm not ugly, after all."
"But Miss Qin is strong enough."
A certain chubby cat pretending to sleep on her leg covered its mouth with its tail.
It couldn't help but feel delighted whenever someone jabbed at the fish.
Qin Yu cast a cold glance, pinched Jiaojiao's throat with her fingers, and elusively glanced at the man driving beside her. Ye Heng quickly realized he had used the wrong word and corrected himself, "Powerful enough."
The usually cool and composed Commander Ye could actually be adaptable—depending on the person.
