C130 You Have Only One Identity That's a Soldier

Shen Pu kissed Pei Zi's cheek with the smell of alcohol. His tall figure covered Pei Zi in his arms like a small mountain.

"Uncle... I have to go back to the dormitory. Otherwise, everyone will think too much. Pei Zi pushed her strong chest with her small hands. She was a little flustered. Uncle did not want to go back to the dormitory by himself