A tall woman, also in military uniform, caught up from behind. She made her way to Bo Siyan's front, stood firm, then reached out her hand and neatly arranged the collar of his uniform that was not properly turned down on one side.
Her movements were practiced and natural, as if... she did it often.
Despite it just being a simple act of fixing a collar, Bo Siyan had never allowed any other woman to come that close to him, nor would he ever let another woman touch him so freely.
No, no, no, she shouldn't jump to conclusions. Maybe it was just a friend helping out; she couldn't be jealous over something like this, it would be too undignified.
Ning Xia shook her head, quelling the jumbled thoughts, and then curled up the corners of her lips once more, but this time she didn't run towards him, instead walking over step by step.
The woman adjusted his collar and naturally moved to Bo Siyan's side to walk shoulder to shoulder with him.