He had made it out, but the afternoon's military training was definitely ruined. Surely they weren't going to use that imposing Capturing Enemy Fist on him, were they? Jiang Qin arrived at the library, took off his hat, and tossed it onto the table, his heart still pounding with lingering fear.
Professional soldiers' physiques were no joke. If he had run even a little slower just now, they would have caught him.
Jiang Qin patted his chest and turned to look at Feng Nanshu.
The Little Rich Woman had run all the way here with him. Beads of sweat clung to her pert nose, and her small face had turned bright red, giving her the appearance of a juicy peach. After a week of military training, she had gotten a little darker, but she was still beautiful and delicate. Her flaws did nothing to diminish her overall beauty.
No, what flaws were there?
Those were all flowers added to an already beautiful brocade! Further down, hmm...
The military training uniform was very loose, but the Little Rich Woman had quite a lot going for her.
Feng Nanshu pursed her moist red lips. "Should I also be good today and find a book to read by myself?"
Jiang Qin nodded as he had before. "That's right. I have some things to take care of later."
"Okay."
Feng Nanshu wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, ran to the bookshelf, and brought back a book. She opened it and read two pages before looking at Jiang Qin with her clear eyes. "When I really want to talk to you, can I talk to you?"
"You really want to talk to me?" Jiang Qin was just about to call Pang Hai, but his heart inexplicably trembled when he heard that.
"Mm."