Out of Wedlock

"You came here unexpectedly, as always," Li Xueyue finally said after their comfortable silence.

"I just wanted to see you." Yu Zhen hummed, nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck, his breath lightly fanning the exposed skin. She shuddered in response, her fingers reaching to clutch onto one of his arms.

"Don't you find it bizarre, Commander?"

"Hmm, what is?"

"That we barely know each other," Li Xueyue murmured. "I don't know anything about your background, and neither do you know mine."

"Well, is there something you'd like to know about me?"

Li Xueyue shifted in their position, twisting her head to get a better look at him. He had raised his head that their faces were just inches apart. Her eyes grew large at their proximity, but he didn't mind. What he did mind was the naïve look on her face. She had lowered her guard in front of him, again.