We Will Not Part Until We Meet
Editor: Larbre Studio
"But Major General, my flowers…" The young soldier was worried.
"Could someone come over to steal them? I will help you take care of them!"
"Yes, Sir." The young soldier turned around and ran away hurriedly.
Actually, the young soldier felt suspicious. Since Major General had the time to help him to take care of his flowers, why did he not go over to the communications room to take the document?
The young soldier came back hurriedly. He handed the documents in his hands over to Zhou Yao and said, "Major General, this is for you."
"Okay." Zhou Yao nodded his head in satisfaction, then he walked away.
The young soldier sent Zhou Yao off with his gaze, and at this moment, he had a look at his roses. His expression changed. One, two, three…six, seven…
Why did he lose two roses? He originally had nine roses, but there were only seven left.