Frightened

"Don't lower your head. Slowly stretch your hands and place them on the top of the truck. Breathe deeply and put your weight on your arms. Don't be afraid. The male soldiers will tighten the rope in front. They'll keep pulling you to the front of the truck." Ye Jian naturally noticed the fear in her eyes and knew why she was scared.

The searchlight shone with white light. Du Jiayi, who suddenly raised her head, could not help but close her eyes and look away.

Without a doubt, Du Jiayi was a very beautiful and elegant soldier. She had a beautiful oval face and delicate eyebrows. Although her eyes were closed, her eyeliner highlighted her bright and charming eyes.

At this moment, although her eyes were closed, the trace of arrogant confidence between her brows was still obvious. This was a female soldier who liked to make herself the center of everything. No wonder when they first met, she spoke as though she was giving out orders.