On the Same Bed

Hearing Duan Yanhao's words, Bai Yaoyao continued to smile lightly, but a hint of sadness appeared in her gaze. She shifted her body so that she was lying on her side, with her back facing Duan Yanhao.

Duan Yanhao thought that that statement placed her in a tight spot, so he sighed before preparing to move to the sofa to sleep.

But when he rose to leave, Bai Yaoyao spoke up. "Don't worry. I'm no longer a virgin."

Bai Yaoyao's voice was calm, but it was not difficult to tell the pain and emptiness in her voice.

Duan Yanhao's hand clenched tightly. He turned to sit at the bedside before he turned Bai Yaoyao's body over to face him.

Just as he was about to speak up, he saw the tears trailing down on her face. He paused momentarily before saying, "You're still a crybaby. How can you become a soldier like this?"

Bai Yaoyao chewed on her lip. Her face paled as she averted her eyes, not daring to look at him. "Will you—"