He Zhilan washed her face and came over, puffing comfortably while looking at He Teng, "Bro, what's wrong? Why that look? Who called this afternoon?"
"The military," He Teng said without thinking, and then called out to He Zhilan's father, "Dad, Zhilan and I need to hurry back to the military base tomorrow. There's an urgent matter, and they need me to return."
Upon hearing this, He Zhilan burst out whining, "Ah! So soon? Why are they suddenly calling you back again? I haven't had enough fun at home yet! Bro, how about you go back first, and I stay home to play for a couple more days? After I've enjoyed myself enough, I'll return to the base."
"No way," He Teng said sternly, "You have to come back with me."
He Zhilan pouted and rolled her eyes at He Teng, obviously reluctant.
"Zhilan, be good," He Teng said somewhat helplessly.
