Su Qi only felt the temperature on the back of his hand suddenly rise, and the flushed cheeks of the person in front of him were close at hand. His Adam's apple bobbed as he instinctively grasped the soft hand in reverse.
"Alright, alright..."
Before Su Qi finished speaking, he felt an emptiness in his palm. Han Lei had already withdrawn her hand and covered her lips with a light laugh, the playful glint in her eye adding a touch of allure to her smile. "Then it's settled, these two bottles are for the General."
Footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the tent, and Captain Da Yi's rough voice penetrated the humid air after the rain: "Miss, the clouds have parted and the rain has stopped. Shall we set off?"
Han Lei turned her head to look outside the door. The sky had already broken through the clouds, and when she looked back again, three parts of the intoxication had faded from her eyes.
"We will set off immediately."
