"Zhao Dong! Are you a dead man or something? Walking around without making a sound!" Qin Jian growled.
"I did make noise! It's the commander who's too focused, okay?" Zhao Dong gave Qin Jian a glance, covered his mouth, and pretended to talk on the phone, imitating Qin Jian, "Honey, I'll miss you!"
"Zhao Dong! Are you seeking death!" Qin Jian raised his leg and kicked towards Zhao Dong, "I think you're just full and bored!"
Zhao Dong swiftly dodged Qin Jian's attack and immediately struck a sultry pose: "Husband, I'll miss you too!"
Qin Jian was both annoyed and amused by Zhao Dong: "You've been watching too many Hong Kong movies, huh? Do that impression again, and I'll throw you out tomorrow to shout it out in front of all the officers and soldiers!"
"I'll shout it out! Who's afraid? It's your face that's on the line, not mine! Let all the officers and soldiers see just how cheesy the commander and his wife can be..." Zhao Dong chuckled mischievously.
