I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Hearing the door open, An Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumped into her chair, and gasped for breath.

Then, as if remembering something, she suddenly came to her senses, quickly rushed to her backpack, and unzipped it.

She quickly stuffed her change of underwear into the bottom of her bag, then added two coats before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Having just finished all that, Anran froze again.

The bathroom door opened.

Chen Zheng came out drying his hair, his clothes still damp.

An Ran sprang up immediately, turned around abruptly with her back to him, and pretended to look out the window.

Chen Zheng stopped behind her.

"You've been busy all day, go take a shower, I'll look at some documents for a bit."

An Ran said "Oh," grabbed her toiletries bag, and rushed into the bathroom.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

She leaned against the door, her heart still pounding.

Anran looked up at herself in the mirror, her face quite red.

She turned on the tap and splashed cold water on her face repeatedly, trying to cool it down.

The more I patted her, the hotter her face seemed to get.

My mind is a mess.

He doesn't seem... that angry?

He actually let me share a room with him...

He also said he was going to sleep on the floor...

Anran became increasingly confused and eventually buried her face in the towel.

After washing up, the two lay down.

One on the bed, the other on the floor.

The main lights in the room were off, leaving only a dim bedside lamp on.

An Ran turned sideways, facing the wall, with her back to the floor mat.

Hearing the steady breathing behind her made her toss and turn even more, unable to fall asleep.

Under the blanket, her toes were clenched tightly.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but just when she was about to suffocate, Chen Zheng's voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"safely."

An Ran's body suddenly stiffened.

"...Hmm?" She tried her best to make her voice sound normal.

"I'm going to the research institute tomorrow. You can come with me if you want, or not if you don't. Just don't wander off."

An Ran was stunned.

A sudden warmth welled up inside me.

Does this mean he...he agrees to let me stay?

"...I understand." Her voice carried a hint of information she herself hadn't noticed.

The room fell silent again.

An Ran mustered her courage and asked in a low voice.

"Aren't you... angry?"

Chen Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Does getting angry help?"

"...I'm sorry," An Ran said softly.

"No need to apologize," Chen Zheng simply shook his head. "Actually, I'm not really angry. Before I came, the brigade commander made a phone call and mentioned you in his conversation."

"Although the specifics weren't mentioned, I guessed it was probably like this."

"Since you're already here, let's give you a break as a reward for your hard work at Mulan while I was away from the camp."

"Go to sleep."

Upon hearing this, An Ran's eyes dimmed once again.

Sure enough, no matter what, Mulan was always the priority.

The only reason he allowed her to come along on her own was because he had been taking care of Mulan in place of Chen Zheng all this time...

Thinking this, An Ran couldn't help but ask, "If I hadn't taken over leading Mulan's team for you during this time, and now I've come along on my own, would you be angry?"

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.

What kind of question is this?

Chen Zheng was clearly taken aback by the question.

But a few seconds later, his voice came again.

"You're an idiot."

An Ran: "Swearing????"

Chen Zheng couldn't help but scoff: "No matter what, you are still Mulan's captain, the only one under my command who can manage Mulan."

"Even if you didn't lead the team for me, what can I do besides say a few words to you?"

"Alright, time for bed!"

The conversation was abruptly ended.

An Ran hummed in agreement, burying her head further under the covers, but couldn't help but smile.

Then, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to find a comfortable position no matter how he lay down.

What did he mean by those words?

Am I one of his men?

Am I his person?

Finally, after tossing and turning for a full hour...

She secretly and cautiously propped herself up, peering towards the makeshift bed on the floor.

The lights were dim. Chen Zheng was lying on his side, probably asleep, his breathing steady and long.

An Ran lay there by the bed, staring at his profile without moving.

His facial features were clearly defined under the light; he had a high nose bridge and thin lips.

He seems... genuinely not angry?

Is he actually not bothered by me following him?

An Ran's mind started to wander.

He asked me to share a room with him. Is he worried about me being alone outside?

Yes, that must be it!

An Ran thought about it more and more and felt that this was the case, and her face began to burn uncontrollably again.

She covered her face, suddenly fell back onto the bed, wrapped herself up in the blanket from head to toe, rolled around on the bed, and her heart began to pound wildly.

Meanwhile, in the neighboring room 312, a lively gossip session was underway.

Li Yue and the keyboard were huddled together, their faces bearing the same lewd smiles.

"Tell me, tell me what they're doing now?" Li Yue asked in a low voice, rubbing her hands excitedly.

The keyboard rolled its eyes, giving a disdainful look.

"What can you do? Sleep, of course."

"Just...just sleeping?" Li Yue shook her head in disbelief.

She tapped her keyboard directly on the keyboard: "Otherwise what? Do you think the instructor is that kind of person? He's arrogant."

"That's true..." Li Yue nodded, but then added, "But I always feel that An Ran's coming here this time is a good opportunity!"

"What opportunity?"

"This is our chance to break the ice!" Li Yue slapped her thigh. "Think about it, a man and a woman alone in a room, like dry tinder and raging fire... even if the instructor is a blockhead, he'd catch fire by now!"

The keyboard's eyes lit up too; the two exchanged a glance and instantly understood.

"I understand," Keyboard pushed up his glasses, revealing a knowing smile. "Our mission is to prevent the instructors from having the opportunity to change rooms! We must create a private room for them!"

"That's right! For the captain's happiness, we'll go all out!"

"That's right! Maybe we can bring everyone good news when we return to camp!"

The two gave each other a high five in perfect unison.

Plans are in place!

The night was deep.

In room 314, An Ran finally exhausted herself from her wild thoughts and drifted off to sleep.

Even when she tried to sleep, she couldn't sleep soundly; her brows were slightly furrowed, and she had kicked off most of the blanket.

On the floor, Chen Zheng, who had been fast asleep, slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the figure curled up in a small ball on the bed, silently observing for a long time.

Finally, Chen Zhengcai sighed softly, stood up gently, and walked to the bedside.

He bent down, picked up the blanket that An Ran had kicked to the ground, carefully covered her up, and tucked the corners of the blanket in.

After finishing all that, he didn't leave immediately. He stood by the bed for a while, looking at her sleeping face.

In the end, he shook his head, turned around, went back to his makeshift bed, lay down again, and closed his eyes.