Lan Yunxi did not pull her hand back, instead letting Zhang Tie hold it. Perhaps this bastard had already done too many excessive things to her; having her hand touched might have been hard for Lan Yunxi to accept from another man, but when it was Zhang Tie, it somehow did not seem like much.
Zhang Tie gently stroked Lan Yunxi's bonelessly soft hand. After kissing it twice, he struggled into a seated position on the hospital bed, leaning half his body against the headboard. Then he patted the bedside with one hand, inviting Lan Yunxi to sit on the bed.
Lan Yunxi rolled her eyes at Zhang Tie but said nothing, obediently sitting down.
Seeing Lan Yunxi being so compliant, Zhang Tie was overjoyed, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up within him.
"When did you learn to fly a glider?" Though Lan Yunxi sat down, she reached out and caught Zhang Tie's other claw as it crept toward her hips and thighs, then pressed it firmly onto the bed to keep him from moving around.
Lan Yunxi in military uniform had an altogether different charm from when she wore dresses. Zhang Tie could only helplessly stare at the pert rear and beautiful legs beneath her straight, taut uniform, secretly swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva.
"Mm, I learned during a chance opportunity while training outside two years ago!" Zhang Tie had long prepared an explanation for this question, so he answered without the slightest panic.
"Two years ago?" Lan Yunxi eyed Zhang Tie suspiciously. "You mean you've only been flying gliders for two years?"
"That's right. I know what you want to ask." Zhang Tie still wore that frivolous grin, as though he were talking about some utterly trivial matter. "But you know I was already good in