Wang Zhong looked at Liu Xia's smile and suddenly wanted to hug her, so he opened his arms to her.
Ludmila looked at him with the expression of a big sister watching her mischievous little brother, "You, come here."
She shifted her sitting position and opened her arms.
Wang Zhong knelt on one knee in front of her and threw himself into the comfort that belonged only to him.
Ludmila, Rocossov's gas station!
Just then, the phone rang.
Wang Zhong suddenly didn't want to leave his comforting embrace to answer the phone, just like someone who doesn't want to leave a warm bed on a cold winter morning.
Ludmila said softly, "If you pick up the receiver just a little later, hundreds or thousands of people may die in vain."
Wang Zhong immediately stood up, walked to the phone, and picked up the receiver proficiently, "This is Major General Rocossov, who's this?"
