"And being with me, you have no regrets," Gao Jiaxing said.
Xia Xiao smiled, "Yes, you're good in every way, I like 'soldier brother' the most, really fond of the valiant and spirited temperament of soldiers. ..."
Though Gao Jiaxing knew Xia Xiao liked soldiers and enjoyed watching their military bearing, he hadn't expected that, after being a Military Wife for decades, when Xia Xiao talked about soldiers, she still had the dreamy look of a young girl on her face.
Unable to resist, Gao Jiaxing reached out and squeezed Xia Xiao's face, and with an "Ow!", her daydream was interrupted as she hastily said, "Don't rub my face, if you keep rubbing it, it'll get wrinkled, and then it won't look good."
Xia Xiao was very particular about her face; even if she got old, she wanted to be a beautiful old lady.
A muffled chuckle came from Gao Jiaxing's chest, "In a few years, you'll be a great-grandmother."
