The several sacks they brought with them were all for Mr. Mo, while Mo Junhua only had his military backpack, and Lan Tian just had her small bag—really, there wasn't much to pack up.
Mo Junhua headed to the balcony, brought in their clothes, stuffed his uniform into the military backpack, and casually took out a few sets of Lan Tian's clothes.
Lan Tian glanced at her clothes on the bed and looked at Mo Junhua, "What does this mean?"
After tidying up the military backpack, Mo Junhua pulled Lan Tian to sit down, and raised his hand to tidy the strands of hair by her temples.
"Before, it was just me, so it didn't matter how I lived. To make training easier, I often stayed with the other soldiers in the barracks. You didn't have a place to stay."
"You didn't have your own room?" Lan Tian raised her brow at him.
