After ending the call with Nangong Qingcheng, Jiang Feng returned to the room.
Through Nangong Qingcheng, he also learned some information: despite the heated frenzy on the Myanmar side, making a big deal about tomorrow's battle, China didn't take it seriously at all.
To put it bluntly, Myanmar is not on the same level as China, the difference is like night and day.
Myanmar is just deluding itself, trying to use this to gain China's attention.
At this moment, Dong Ruyan in the room had already finished her bath and was half-lying on the sofa.
She hadn't even changed her bathrobe, dressed neatly, with a towel covering her, looking very guarded.
Even so, with the warm lighting in the room reflecting on her fair and rosy delicate face, she still seemed like a rare beauty.
Jiang Feng didn't dawdle, he took off his shirt and went bare-chested to the bathroom.
Dong Ruxue slightly opened her mouth, never expecting Jiang Feng to undress in front of her!
