She probably just gave it up to herself.

"Ahem, so our lovely Ain is a little jealous?" Mo Sen winked at Ain, and then said: "Don't worry, those are all rouge fans, how can they match the natural beauty of our lovely adjutant?"

No, I don't like these women."

Mawson's peripheral vision turned away from the pair of E's, and he secretly reminded himself: It's just a pair of E's, it's nothing, Hancock also has a team of G's.

Then his eyes swept over the young adjutant.

He sighed secretly.

If there is no c yet, the world is indeed a bit unfriendly to Ain in this regard.

"Sir, if you say that again, I will...I won't help you with your work." Ain's face turned red after being teased by Mosen, and he was still a little embarrassed.

Although the officer is right, don't say it so embarrassingly in public!

Mo Sen quickly apologized. There were no other threats. He couldn’t do anything but work. He finally had a good-looking and capable adjutant, so how could he run away?!

Everyone in Mo Sen's group was chatting and laughing as they walked toward the city along the bluestone road at their feet. Although they all looked at him with red eyes on the road, when he approached, they still involuntarily gave way to a way out.

Mawson also nodded to the people on both sides to express his gratitude.

In this aspect, he has no sense of being a big shot in the navy. Like old man Garp, he never takes these things to heart.

Not walking far, Mawson suddenly stopped, looked away from Ain, and looked ahead.

On the road directly ahead, a road that separates people is spreading towards here, and with it comes a moderate amount of noise.

In the line of sight, a guy with short yellow hair, wearing a pink feather coat and bow-legged legs that had no friends, appeared in the line of sight.

The corners of Mo Sen's mouth turned up, and a smile began to spread from the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!