Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

Gong Moyi looked at Xiyan Cheng out of the corner of her eye when she heard what Beiming Yumo said. "Yumo," she said seriously. "Yumo, when I chose this profession, I had already considered many dangerous possibilities. I cannot guarantee my family and friends that I am absolutely safe, but I can guarantee 100% that I will do my best to protect my own safety."    

    

Beiming Yumo looked at the light in Gong Moyi's eyes and felt a burning sensation in his chest.    

    

He nodded. "Alright, I understand."    

    

They quietly went upstairs to Xiyan Cheng's room. Gong Moxuan was carried on Xiyan Cheng's back and brought upstairs.    

    

The medical equipment in Xiyan Cheng's room was complete, so Gong Moyi directly opened the medical kit and started to treat Beiming Yumo's wound again.    

    

Everyone was very quiet, only Xiyan Cheng was in the corner using his phone to contact Political Commissar Hu.    

    

When Gong Moyi helped Beiming Yumo treat his wound, Xiyan Cheng also finished the call.    

    

He walked over and looked at Beiming Yumo's upper body, which was open, and raised his eyebrows slightly.    

    

Sensing the contempt in Xiyan Cheng's eyes, Beiming Yumo almost instantly thought of something.    

    

He looked down at his lines and then looked at Xiyan Cheng's upper body. He had an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.    

    

Xiyan Cheng had been in the army for many years, so he must have trained a lot. Therefore, even if Beiming Yumo had seen Gong Moyi in his third year of high school, he would have specially trained his muscles. But he shouldn't be able to compare with the men in the army, right?    

    

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the stifled feeling in his heart, Beiming Yumo said to Gong Moyi, "Moyi, thank you."    

    

Gong Moyi waved her hand. " I should be the one thanking you. You didn't need to come today, but because you saved my brother, you were injured..."    

    

"Back then, it was because of me that something happened to Moxuan." Beiming Yumo looked at Gong Moxuan in the corner and said, "If he really is Moxuan, I can reduce some of my guilt."    

    

As he spoke, he used one hand to button the button of his shirt, but the wound was painful. This move really made him suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

Xiyan Cheng walked over and said, "I'll help you."    

    

Gong Moyi,... ""    

    

She just watched Xiyan Cheng help Beiming Yumo button up his shirt. It was too beautiful to watch.    

    

She walked to the side and turned around. Coincidentally, Beiming Shen also walked over and said to Gong Moyi, "Moyi, ask your father if he needs any more support. He still needs a few more hours to come from the country. It might not be peaceful in the middle of the time."    

    

Gong Moyi said, "Mr Cheng has just contacted the troops to request support. He should be there in half an hour."    

    

Beiming Shen nodded when he heard her. "Okay, as long as it is safe."    

    

At this moment, Xiyan Cheng was helping Beiming Yumo half way when he suddenly asked, "Do you have two pounds of meat?"    

    

Beiming Yumo took a deep breath and looked into Xiyan Cheng's eyes.    

    

Xiyan Cheng quickly helped him button up another button. He gently patted Beiming Yumo's shoulder, which was still intact, and leaned over to his ear. "But even if I practice for another five years, I still can't catch up to me."    

    

Beiming Yumo almost immediately stood up. Something in his blood was ignited. His sharp eyes locked onto Xiyan Cheng's eyes. "Until the end, who knows who the winner is?"    

    

It was a double story.    

    

However, Xiyan Cheng only raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Is that so? I'll wait and see."    

    

He suddenly liked this type of challenge.