Zuo Jia's face was pale. She reached out to pull Fu rongting's arm, but Fu rongting took a step back and didn't let her touch it.
"It's not like that, Rong ting. I just ... Just thought that you would look good in that. I didn't mean it!"
"I know you didn't do it on purpose. You just subconsciously chose the same clothes for me as he did. Did he like to wear shirts? I don't like it, so don't get it wrong in the future. "
Fu rongting's voice was not loud, nor was it harsh, but Zuo Jia felt scared.
She was afraid that she would ruin a good marriage!
"Rong ting, don't be angry. I didn't miss him this time, really!"
Zuo Jia felt that her words were a little pale and weak. She wanted to explain a little more, but Fu rongting's phone suddenly rang. He picked up the call. It was from the Army, and they had a new mission.