"No need." Chi Yan smiled gently and stepped forward, hugging He Yue tightly into his arms.
He Yue was startled by the sudden hug and hurriedly struggled to push Chi Yan away: "Don't... don't do this..."
"Don't move. The gift I want is this! For the sake of my birthday today, please don't move, He Yue." Chi Yan's tone was almost pleading. In the past two years, he had never been this soft.
"Comrade, please pay attention to your image! This is the front of the military compound, don't hug each other here!" The sentinel, finding the scene inappropriate, walked out from the guardhouse and gave a military salute to remind them.
Chi Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath of He Yue's sweet girlish scent, and murmured, "Comrade PLA, just allow me one minute..."
"Chi Yan, stop it... you've hugged me already, please let me go?" He Yue tried to push Chi Yan away forcefully, but he held on tightly. She grew anxious and shouted, "If you keep this up, I'll get angry!"
