Soldier?

I don't know why Song Weiqing had an ominous premonition.

She used makeup remover to remove her eyebrows. She dared not delay her time and went downstairs immediately.

Downstairs in the living room stood several soldiers dressed in military uniforms, standing like loose, iron-clad bones, like a dazzling landscape.

headed by about forty years old, the stars on his shoulders represent his identity and status.

"Miss Song."

The man bowed to Song Weiqing and saw clearly what the visitors looked like. Song Weiqing's heart relaxed slightly.

After all, this is her person.

Song Weiqing nodded, not noticing the change in her address.

In the past, all the shouts were...