Meng Yunhan wanted to pull her hand back, but Yun Hao held it tightly.
"Someone is looking," Meng Yunhan warned him if someone glanced in their direction.
Yun Hao continued to hold Meng Yunhan's small hand tightly. Despite the scorching heat making it uncomfortable even with the fan on, the two continued holding hands, their palms sweaty, without letting go.
"Good, I can introduce her to them, this is my wife." Yun Hao voiced this intentionally in a low tone.
As Yun Hao was a deputy commander, his quarters were individual.
Once at his dorm, Yun Hao went to fetch water for Meng Yunhan to cool off, especially after seeing the thin perspiration on her forehead and the slightly damp hair, his heart ached.
"Wife, come here, let me fan you." In Yun Hao's room, although there was no fan, there were some books. He picked up a random one and used it to fan Meng Yunhan.
"I'm not that hot." Perhaps because she often drank spring water, she didn't sweat easily.