"Asshole, where are you touching your hands?" The young man blushed and glanced angrily at a tall man in black military uniform.
The man pursed his lips, and his eyes were no longer as sharp and cold as before, but showed a little grievance for a while.
Seeing this, the young man helplessly raised his forehead and said, "Admiral Chu, would you like to have some face?"
The man unconsciously raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a gentle and doting look on his face, "If you want to save face, can Xiaobai sleep with us tonight?"