When the fleet returned to the base, it was already dusk.
Jiang Chen didn’t go with Cheng Weiguo to eat in the community center cafeteria. Instead, he returned straight to the mansion.
Right after he put his winter suit on the clothing rack, Sun Jiao walked up to him with complaint written on her face.
"Why do you have a straight face, don’t you miss me?" Jiang Chen with a smirk on his face put his arms around Sun Jiao’s waist and his lips near her ear.
Sun Jiao’s face turned red, but then she quickly raised her eyebrows as she gently bit Jiang Chen's ear in revenge.
"What did you do outside?"
"Ahem, I promise to god I didn’t do anything bad in the past three days," Jiang Chen said exasperatedly.
He was becoming more and more courteous.
When she heard Jiang Chen’s words, Sun Jiao rolled her eyes at him.
