Chapter 69: A Passionate Kiss

  When Tan Jieyan's hand fell on her face, Tong Jing felt a constant warmth on her face. Thanks to Bai Mu's habitual action of rubbing her head a few times, Tong Jing was immune to it, but the feeling of his hand falling on her head and falling on her face was absolutely worlds apart.

  "The Liu family's methods have never been very clean, and in the next few days, I'll arrange for someone to secretly protect you." Tan Jieyan reminded him again that he could completely take down the Liu family, but only if Tong Qiang was safe; otherwise, even if he took down the Liu family, it would be meaningless.

  She nodded vigorously, Tong Jing knew that Tan Jieyan was worried about her safety. For a very long time, even in the base, no one had ever worried about her safety. Even when she was sent to the base at the age of four, entering the base meant cutting ties with the past. You were not a child, not weak, not in need of care. You were just a sharp blade waiting to be trained, a weapon that needed to be honed and forged.

  Her eye sockets felt a little warm, being cared for by Tan Jieyan like this, Tong Qiang had an unreal feeling, but before Tong Qiang could react, in her line of sight, Tan Jieyan's stern face was getting closer and closer, that breath was clearly sprayed on her face, making Tong Qiang tense up instantly, a pair of eyes shaped like crescent moons stared wide.

  She is not an innocent child, and her world is not a blank sheet of paper. Tong Jiang knows what a kiss is, what desire is, and she has even taken three months of relevant courses so that in the future she can pretend to be any role, even if it's a high-class prostitute, she can play it perfectly without anyone noticing any flaws.

  And in the interrogation training of being captured, she was also injected with a strong dose of medicine. However, even if her body was tortured to the extreme, from spirit to flesh under the effect of the medicine, she still managed to pull through relying on her strong willpower. The base has thousands of people every year, but only eleven can obtain a codename, which is a symbol of ability.

  But as Tan Jieyan's face grew larger and larger in front of her, Tong Jing was completely stunned, all rationality flew out of her mind, her body stiffened like a wooden stake, and then her lips were kissed by another thin lip.

  It was just a fleeting kiss, but Tan Jieyan was also irresistibly attracted, his thin lips kissing Tong Qiang's soft lips, his heart racing, one hand instinctively slid down from Tong Qiang's back and wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her tense body into his own embrace.

  Tong Jiang was shocked, stunned by Tan Jieyan's sudden kiss. His lips only touched hers for a moment before pulling away, but Tan Jieyan still held Tong Jiang tightly in his arms, their bodies pressed closely together, too close, their breaths intertwining with each other. It was just a warm hug, but it made Tong Jiang feel a deep connection, as if their blood vessels were linked.

  She sniffled, and then tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably. Tong Ying didn't know what it meant to cry. From the time she was kidnapped in a mountain cave, when her dearest mother was killed and brutally dismembered, and four-year-old Tong Ying was left in the cave for three days and nights without any human contact until she was finally rescued, she had forgotten how to cry. When she arrived at the base, she shouted, made a fuss, and even shed tears, but that wasn't crying.

  But at this moment, Tong Jiang felt a sharp stinging sensation in her eyes, and tears rolled down uncontrollably. An inexplicable feeling filled her chest, and she didn't want to let herself become weak. Even though she had already shed her identity as Xiao Qi, she was still tough at heart. But at this moment, she suddenly burst into tears like a child.

  "I'm not..." Tong Jiang raised her head, her tearful eyes looking at Tan Jieyan. She wanted to explain that she wasn't crying because of his kiss just now, but because her emotions were out of control and she suddenly felt like crying. Tong Jiang didn't want Tan Jieyan to misunderstand, but with a choked voice, her words weren't clear, and the tears fell even harder.

  Tan Jieyan was also startled, he didn't think Tong Qiang would cry, only thinking that his kiss was too sudden and scared the child. She wasn't ready yet, but looking at Tong Qiang's tear-stained face wanting to explain something, she didn't know what to say either. Tan Jieyan seemed to understand something, his large hand fell on Tong Qiang's occipital bone, pressing her small tearful face onto his chest.

  "Go ahead and cry if you want to." Tan Jieyan's voice was very gentle, even with a pampering tone that he had never had before. He had been in the army since he was young, growing up under Old Master Tan's iron-like discipline. Tan Jieyan was an unfeeling person, a child who had never experienced parental love, and rarely knew how to cherish others.

  When he was very young, Tan JiaYan also had the idea of having a home like ordinary children of his age, with a gentle and kind mother, and a father who would occasionally scowl but put his son on his shoulders. However, that was only an occasional thought, and after flashing by, everything about Tan JiaYan continued to grow up in a foster care system.

  But at this moment, looking at Tong's tears, looking at her like a child with both hands holding her waist tightly, and from the initial choking to the current loud wailing, Tan Jieyan only felt that those tears were not absorbed by the sweater on his body, but dripped into his chest one drop at a time.

  (Second update)