Jiang Yan had already guessed that Mo Shiyao would ask such a question and couldn't help but smile, "Of course."
Using Mo Jingsheng as a shield was not a bad thing.
Even if she had to confirm it with him after returning to the base, she was not afraid.
Mo Jingsheng was a smart man and would probably help her keep up the pretense.
And if he didn't, it was no big deal.
"Oh." A hint of disappointment flashed in Mo Shiyao's eyes, "Did he give it to you at the base?"
"Yes." Jiang Yan nodded, her reflex was to reach out and touch her nose.
Halfway through, she realized that this was a small gesture she made when lying, and hastily feigned a stroke of her hair to the side.
To Mo Shiyao, that gesture seemed full of allure.
Her gaze faltered slightly, and she pursed her lips tightly, falling silent.
Just now, the gesture and expression of Jiang Yan were so mysteriously attractive, even as a woman, let alone her brother who had been single for many years.
