[Double cleansing + sweet pet + abstinence]
Everyone said that Shen Zhiwan, who was impoverished on the beach and sent to the Great Northern Wilderness, was a pampered and delicate flower that could break at the touch of a touch.
The status of a capitalist lady is overwhelming, the frozen soil of winter, the rough wild vegetables, the whole company is waiting to see her die of cold, starvation, and weeping in embarrassment.
No one expected that with her cooking skills handed down from Shanghai, she would make the canteen of the Poor Company a hot dish that the whole division would be eager to eat at.
Kneading dough with her thin white wrists, an old apron tied around her slender waist, her brows gentle but arrogant at heart.
Captain Huo, a cold-faced and ascetic iron-blooded commander, had no weakness in battle, but he squatted in the cafeteria every day just to take a look at her.
It was late at night and the snow was falling. He blocked the door of her dormitory and said in a hoarse and forbearing voice:
"Zhiwan, stay in Beidahuang and don't go back."
The girl's back was tense and her eyes were filled with the stubbornness of a down-and-out daughter. She bit her lip and took a half step back:
"Captain, I was decentralized and reformed. I don't dare to rise above you, let alone be the chief's wife."
The man approached step by step, his eyes locked on the tips of her red ears, forceful yet restrained:
"But I am missing a military family member who can cook and care for others."
In the cold winter wilderness, thousands of people looked coldly.
Only the Iron-Blooded Captain could carefully protect this golden branch of hers and keep it gentle for the rest of her life.
