As Ye Fei watched Wei Qing's enchanting figure walk away, he smiled quietly, refraining from chasing after her. Being seasoned in matters of the heart, he understood the adage "too much is as bad as too little." It was wiser to allow Wei Qing the space to navigate her feelings without the risk of scaring her off.
After seeing Wei Qing enter her dormitory, Ye Fei found himself at a loose end. He had just come from his aunt's place and felt the need to rest. Besides, those enjoying their lunch break would likely be getting up soon. Visiting her now seemed pointless.
With time on his hands, Ye Fei headed back to his assigned dormitory. It contained four beds, originally meant for eight occupants. The lower bunk was occupied by Li Yun, who had been injured because of Ye Fei.
Upon entering the dorm, he noted that Zhang Qiang and the others were still asleep from a night of heavy drinking. Looking at Li Yun's empty bed, a wave of sadness washed over him. Although he could help Li Yun recover quickly once he returned, it was inevitable that Li Yun would endure some pain during that time—all for Ye Fei's sake.
"Xiao Man, you're back?" Zhang Qiang, who had been sleeping next to Ye Fei, stirred and greeted him. Noticing Ye Fei's somber expression, he quickly deduced the cause and offered comfort. "Don't dwell on it too much. Once we deal with those bastards, I'm sure Old Li will be pleased too."
"Okay, I understand, Uncle Zhang." Ye Fei nodded, choosing not to explain further. Even if he tried to, Zhang Qiang might not believe him. It would be far better for Li Yun to recover on his own.
Their conversation roused the other dorm members. All of them belonged to the Wanghai Special Forces and were well-acquainted with Ye Fei. One of them quipped, "Xiao Man, when we came back to sleep, we saw that gorgeous sharpshooter from Beijing pulling you aside. Got any secrets to share?" He smirked.
Another chimed in, "That sounds promising! Xiao Man, do your best to bring her to our Wanghai!"
Ye Fei couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. It seemed Zhang Qiang had drunkenly spilled his thoughts to their comrades. If they knew that Wei Qing might be interested in him, they would surely tease her. Given her naivety, that could very well lead her to ignore him completely, and he couldn't let that happen. He replied with a grin, "You guys are overthinking it.
She just asked me to compete in shooting. It's your fault for always boasting about my marksmanship!"
Zhang Qiang, a steadfast admirer of Ye Fei's shooting skills, eagerly asked, "Who won?"
Ye Fei chuckled, "She was nearly as drunk as you guys, so I couldn't possibly beat her."
Zhang Qiang laughed. "I didn't realize our Xiao Man was such a charmer. Be sure to win her over; having two sharpshooters in our Wanghai Special Forces would be fantastic!"
Liu Junyi, knowing he wouldn't abandon her, felt a twinge of irritation when she saw him wanting to return to the dormitory earlier. "Then why were you heading back? Don't you want to keep me company?"
Ye Fei smiled and replied, "What? I wish I could hold you all the time, but since we're leaving tomorrow, I want you to get a good rest."
"Help your aunt improve her strength." Liu Junyi said as her small hand had already reached in from the edge of his underwear and directly grasped the big cock that was soft under his deliberate control and gently stroked it.
Ye Fei took a deep breath and suppressed his lust. No matter how hard his aunt stroked his cock, it just wouldn't get hard. He smiled and said, "Actually, I have another way to help you improve your skills. Why don't we use that?"
"No, I want this!" Liu Junyi said unwillingly.
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