Yu Siqiao instinctively looked over again, but this time, his gaze landed on the skin Mo Shu revealed, his cheeks flushing red.
Mo Shu calmly let down the bed curtain and said, "What are you looking at, you lecher."
Yu Siqiao's face grew even hotter.
Yet, looking at the half-veiled bed curtain, his heart felt a sense of warmth and excitement.
He imagined her expression at this moment, and his heartbeat quickened a bit more.
Realizing he was beginning to daydream, Yu Siqiao patted his face and turned to walk out the door.
After dinner, Mo Shu had someone prepare the luggage for Yu Siqiao,
A military journey isn't a matter of just a day or two, the preparations must be ample.
Mo Shu thought for a long time and still felt that the Northern Border would be an extremely cold place.
The weather in the Capital was getting colder and colder, and it wouldn't be long before it snowed.
