Hearing footsteps approach, Mo Xie slowly raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the person coming toward him.
A tall woman with an upright bearing walked up not far away, staring coldly at Mo Xie.
She had neat, shoulder-length brown hair that revealed her elegant profile and swanlike neck.
Her features were delicate and sharply defined. She had a rare, dainty hooked nose, bright, narrow eyes with single eyelids, and full, moist pink lips. Her bare face carried a hint of coldness and a striking air of confidence.
Looking straight at that handsome, proud face, one might mistake the woman for a man. With her unusual presence and androgynous looks, it was hard not to.
She was tall, too—about five foot nine without her boots. Paired with that cool, handsome face, her height made her look all the more commanding!
When she looked down at younger men, she carried an authority that could make them willingly submit and fall at her feet.
And when she faced younger women, she was even more captivating, enough to make them question their own preferences.
The stern-looking woman wore a training uniform. Her gray short-sleeved shirt showed off a figure that, while not exaggerated, was slim and firmly curved.
Her exposed skin was wheat-colored rather than pale, with faintly visible muscle definition that gave her a healthy beauty!
A belt cinched her slender waist, accentuating its supple curve.
Even her loose military trousers could not hide the fullness of her thighs, while her calves were remarkably slender. She looked that tall and long-legged without even wearing heels—truly exceptional!
That queenly authority and presence, enough to leave young men spellbound, was something the socialites of the city could never imitate.
The female officer before him had an androgynous beauty that was impossible to