Fang Pingying heard his tone suggesting that he would stay with her these days, which would definitely interfere with his work. So, she hurried him, "Don't, go back this afternoon. Hong Lan brings me food every day, I can manage on my own. You can't leave for several days, especially with the year-end approaching and your military duties piling up."
"I can arrange that." The year-end did indeed bring more responsibilities in the military. Luo Zhiyong thought for a moment, "These days, I'll go back in the mornings and come here in the afternoons to stay with you at night."
"Zhiyong, I'm not at the stage where I need constant care, I can take care of myself." Knowing that wouldn't set his mind at ease, Fang Pingying suggested, "If you're really worried, just come over every other day to check on me, and pick me up when I'm discharged."
