Warmth.

Yang Dao was walking on the sidewalk wearing his uniform. A lot of aunties who passed by could not help but look at him with a bright smile. Where do you see such a young soldier that too with the handsome face? A traffic police cop even thought that he may be an actor and advised him to not go out with the prop on. Yang Dao gave him a confused glance and took out his Identity card.

The officer was shocked, he checked the card. Afterward, he stood in his place like a statue as Yang Dao walked away. He did not expect the boy to be an army man. He only came to his senses when he was called out by an uncle for directions. Yang Dao meanwhile, walked his way home silently. The guards were surprised to see him a bit, the fair complexion was slightly tanned, the whole body was as if a piece of hot iron, exuding aura.