Meeting.
Still alive.
Doesn't that sound a bit contradictory?
Du Enqin didn't care; after speaking, she swayed her hips gracefully and walked towards the car.
Her subordinate respectfully opened the car door.
Without seeing the front, just looking at the back view, she is definitely a perfect ten.
Wei Yi stood in front of the military camp, watching the car turn and vanish in a cloud of dust.
"I think this Du Boss is pretty good; though she's not much to look at, she's got big hips, good for bearing children.
Batulu appeared out of nowhere, standing behind Wei Yi.
Seems like most people's aesthetics are consistent.
He looked in the direction Du Enqin left, fondling his full beard, and continued: "Besides, she could even compensate."
That should be his truest thought.
Look at her.
Risking danger coming to the front lines is one thing, but also sending tens of tons of food supplies, what more could you want?
Women.
No need to judge by looks.
