After Xia Yang had his fill of milk, Xia Zhe held Qiao Mei's hand and led her back to the bedroom. She had been really tired out during this period of time and needed a good rest.
Qiao Mei sat in front of the dressing table and combed her hair. All of a sudden, she thought of something and raised her head to look at Xia Zhe, asking, "Are your higher-ups still assigning you new missions? How long will you be able to stay at home?"
Xia Zhe had already been back for a few months. By right, a young cadre like him should not be so free and there should be many secret missions that he needed to take part in. She did not know what reason he had given the military to take such a long break this time round.
