Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun gave Xiang Yongming a glance...

Facing her line of sight, shivering at Yongming, she realized very quickly that what she had provoked was not a good one.

However, Mo Shangyun did not deal with him for the first time, but slowly raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch.

"One minute, ten seconds."

On the silent staircase, Mo Shangyun spoke out, clear and cold.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone on the scene realized what was happening, the cold spread in my heart, exchanged glances, and after a pause of three seconds, he consciously ran away.

They have reason to believe that Mo Shangyun absolutely does not talk nonsense. Once they do not return to the dormitory within a minute, they estimate that it is not as simple as not being able to train.

Xiang Yongming was in the crowd and was planning to slip away.

However, as soon as he turned around, his shoulders were grasped by a strong force.

"Don't worry, let's have a good chat." Mo Shangyun's eerie voice fell quietly into his ears.

Xiang Yongming: "..."

At the same time, the soldiers standing near Xiang Yongming are subconsciously accelerating their speed, and they may wish to stay a little farther away from Xiang Yongming so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

In a blink of an eye, all the soldiers were gone, including Lin Qi.

In the stairwell, only Mo Shangyun and Xiang Yongming were left.

Xiang Yongming has a feeling of beeping the dog.

The comrades who helped each other and encouraged each other at this time, but at this moment, they left him so disregarding the sentiment, and did not even tell him a pleading word...

This heart!

"Hey..." Xiang Yongming turned around with a stiff smile on his face, admitting his mistake very deeply and consciously, "Mo Fulian, I was wrong!"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently, then retracted his hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile.

"Report!" The nerves all over Xiang Yongming's body were tense, and his sonorous force, "You are the greatest, I should not question you!"

"Oh?"

Mo Shangjun slowly approached one step, and his finger joints clicked.

……by!

Somehow, Xiang Yongming felt a threat called death.

Immediately following

"what--"

The whole building can be heard clearly, which belongs to Xiang Yongming's pig-like howling.

At that moment, I don't know how many people shrunk in the bed, trembling, feeling like they had escaped.

*

Half past five.

As soon as the wake-up whistle, the two soldiers could not wait to get up, not rushing to the playground to gather, but wanted to see their comrade-in-law Xiang Yongming's life and death for the first time.

It's a pity that they searched for a circle and found no one like Xiang Yongming, saying that neither Xiang Yongming nor Mo Shangyun had returned.

I do not know who yelled, "Xiang Yongming and Mo Fulian were in the training ground." Everyone shuddered and immediately ran downstairs to the training ground.

As soon as I arrived at the training ground, I was sitting on the grass, holding a thermos in my hand, Mo Shangyun drinking hot water, and squatting on the track, gritting his teeth and embarrassingly leapfrogging. Xiang Yongming.

Fortunately.

People are still alive.

The Erlian soldiers put the dangling heart back.

However, it is still unstoppable.

Good guy, Mo Shangyun came out like this, and no one would dare to offend her again.

"What are you doing here?"

The lid of the thermos cup was covered, and Mo Shanjun lifted his eyelids, sweeping towards the second company of soldiers.

"Mo Fulian, haven't you been asleep, are you tired?"

"Mo Fulian, the girl has to sleep well, even in our military camp, you can't live too rough!"

"That's right, look at you. It looks so watery, can't it be a mess, let's make it clear that we still have to marry someone!"

...

A group of dumbfounded sons, who couldn't speak, hurriedly stepped forward and said, pointing at Mo Shangjun and boasting from head to toe, but clearly speaking good words that they could say from their mouths, they completely changed their taste.

Both Lin Qi and Li Liang are smart people. Seeing this scene, they all consciously avoided it, only thinking that they would both die miserably.

"I think……"

Halfway through, Lin Qi hesitated to speak.

"What?" Li Liang glanced at her.

"Let Xiang Yongming start a class in the future."

"what?"

Lin Qi said solemnly: "Specially praise people."

"..."

Li Liang was silent, but it was clearly such a non-key proposal, but he felt weird that... there could be.

"Beep--"

In the deep night, Mo Shangyun, with a whistle and a sound, made the world quiet.

She threw the mug to someone nearby, and then stood up from the grass.

"Now that you are so enthusiastic," Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, sweeping them around in a gentle manner, and at the end, a little scary smile appeared, "Come, practice with you today."

Everyone: "..."

For a time, Wan Lai was quiet, and everything was silent.

No...no, they are so sincere and enthusiastic, shouldn't she have accepted the feeling and went back to the dormitory to sleep, how could she stay?

Could it be that they were too sincere and embarrassed her? !

Li Liang and Lin Qi glanced at each other, their expressions were tangled.

Really a bunch of dumbfounders!

...

I haven't accompanied Erlian for a while.

Mo Shangyun is a rare visit, and naturally he is in love.

Erlian's spiritual outlook has been completely changed. Quanlian carried out the spirit of "not afraid of suffering or tiredness". She should not be afraid of her means, but they underestimated Mo Shangyun's ability and poisonous tongue.

After a morning exercise, they were exhausted physically and mentally. Under the crushing of Mo Shangyun's strength and the destruction of their poisonous tongue, they even had a little doubt about life.

When they were led by the platoon leader to the cafeteria for breakfast, they were alive and kicked on the day.

"I finally saw the strength of the queen again..."

"How did a female doll practice herself as a superman?"

"I haven't eased up yet. Did we really see her in the morning, how do I feel like I'm dreaming?"

"Wake up, who is Mo Fulian, we don't even have such a person at all! We are all dreaming!" Xiang Yongming, who was battered, murmured in the crowd, "We are definitely being drugged by the collective. A common illusion! Think about it, can such a person... be a human being?! Can it still be a human being?!"

"..."

Collective silence.

Yes, who is Mo Shangyun? They don't know at all!

Among the crowd, several were conscious, audible, and silent, unwilling to disillusion their imagination.

Just let them deceive themselves...

*

After finishing the morning exercise with Erlian, Mo Shangyun, who had just finished warming up, went through her own morning exercise plan.

The distance from Erlian is a bit far.

So, she didn't know how Erlian defined her as an illusory existence.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangyun's morning exercises ended.

When she returned to Erlian, she first supervised the training of the gang of cubs, and after confirming with the three platoon leaders that they hadn't practiced before, she left with confidence.

After going to the cafeteria, as usual, after the two buns came, I went back to the office.

however--

As soon as she reached the door of the office, she glanced inside, and she couldn't help her pace.

The door was open, and there was someone in the office, but not Lang Yan.

Yes, Yan Tianxing.

The sky was gloomy, the light was dim, the lights were on in the room, and the light was dazzling.

He was sitting on her office chair, wearing an army training uniform, leaning Erlang's legs leisurely, slightly lowering his head, holding a familiar clip in his left hand, a sharp knuckle in his right hand, a piece of paper lifted by his index finger, and waiting for his sight to sweep After the last line, it was opened without any hassle.

From the angle of ink on Yun, only his side face can be seen, the outline is deep and clear, from the eyebrow to the bridge of the nose, thin lips, chin, and then to the throat, the lines on the side are smooth and tough, giving the vision an extremely obvious lethality.

Oh shit.

Mo Shangyun scolded in his heart.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Every time this man appears, he can show another height.

Halfway, Yan Tianxing raised his head, unbiased, looking towards the doorway.

The eyebrows moved slightly, the eyes that captured the soul, and there was a faint smile, the voice was still low and sexy, but a little ridicule, "Why, don't you know?"

Mo Shangyun laughed at the bottom of his eyes, leaned against the door, and clasped his arms with his arms. He laughed and said, "Look at Shutan, look at it for a while."

How can you say something beautiful?

This man looks just to interpret the word.

Anyway, she is not hungry now.

With a chuckle, Yan Tianxing swept his eyes and fell on the bun carrying her hand, raising an eyebrow, "Did you not eat breakfast?"

"Ready to eat."

Shaking the buns in his hand, Mo Shangyun strode in with a large stride.

Yan Tianxing stared at her for a while.

When she saw her opposite, she pulled the chair out, and sat down casually, leaning back on the chair, the plastic bag with buns in her hand had been torn apart.

Probably after training, the training hat is upright, but the hair that is exposed from under the brim is stained with yellow weeds, the sleeves and trousers are wet, and there is some dirt on the body. The traces are not obvious. But faintly recognizable.

Yan Tianxing couldn't stand it anymore. "You girl, must you live so rough?"

Bite the bun, and the face on the ink is inexplicable, "Where is it rough?"

Get.

Living so rough is not the most troubling, but it is the most headache.

Seeing her calmly nibbling at the buns coldly, Yan Tianxing wrinkled her brows and gave her a stomachache.

If you don’t know her family background, I’m afraid even he feels that this girl was miserable as a child...

"Where did you go in the morning?" Yan Tian Xing Shensheng asked.

"Morning practice."

Mo Shangyun lost a "nonsense" look at him.

Reluctant to talk to him about this matter, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked directly, "Why are you here?"

"Look for your battalion commander, and look at you by the way." Yan Tianxing put the clip on the table, but his eyes fell on her bun involuntarily.

"Thanks." Mo Shangyun responded without mercy, but after a pause, he rolled his eyes and asked, "Is there anything to say?"

"No."

Yan Tianxing couldn't help but stood up.

Bypassing the desk, he came straight to Mo Shangyun.

"Get up." Yan Tianxing tightened his eyebrows tightly.

"What?" Mo Shangyun looked up at him.

While she was not prepared, Yan Tianxing raised her hand and swept away the buns in her hand, "Take you to eat delicious food."

"I am busy."

After sweeping him a cold eye, Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand and snatched the buns snatched by him.

Eat a bun, is he such a **** reaction? !

Who's the company commander is not the one who eats buns?

Avoiding her movements, Yan Tianxing accidentally touched the two buns, cold and hard, frozen like a popsicle.

At the moment, she was almost smirked and raised her hand against the ink on the head. "You don't pick at all."

This man, look for smoking? !

Mo Shangyun is not good-tempered. To see his good-looking appearance, he has already endured tolerantly. At this moment, he has reached the limit. When the palm of his hand is turned, his hand knife is directly hacked towards his wrist.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and released his hand.

At this time, Mo Shangyun's other hand had reached into the bun in his hand, moving very fast and neatly. Yan Tianxing smiled, and once had a trick with her. Even when he was fighting, he couldn't relax and raised his elbow. , Dangerously block her this move.

Missing two consecutive moves, Mo Shangyun frowned lightly, a little bit of real meaning.

Ran--

"cough."

The instructor's cough came from the door, which successfully stopped Mo Shangjun's next attack.

When he closed his hand, Mo Shangyun lost Yan Tianxing's cold-eyed knife, and then sat down on the chair, not even looking at him.

Yan Tianxing laughed dumbly.

Look up and look towards the door.

Lang Yan and the instructor stood at the door, but Lang Yan smiled as if he didn't see anything, but the instructor showed embarrassment. The counter-attack just painted on by Jun Yun and Yan Tianxing fell into his eyes and became like * *.

"Something's coming to mind, I'm going."

The instructor made an excuse and didn't know who he was talking to, so he turned around and left.

A little bit of escape.

The military rank of Yan Tianxing is too high, this is a question of style... He couldn't help but want to say a few words, but without that identity, it is better to throw the mess to Lang Yan.

Lang Yan was left alone, stared at Yan Tianxing's implicit murderous eyes, and felt a little hairy in his heart.

"Cough." Lang Yan coughed lightly. "Then, I seem to have a meeting. It's too late. Let's go..."

After all, the smile on Lang Yan's face was closed, and he turned and slipped away.

Well, I can’t afford to offend anyway, just don’t see it.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Bottle: My Yan... You are dead again.

Yan Ye: Am I not good for her yet?

Mo Mo: ...Damn, who is rough now? !

Bottle: Yes, yes, I just don’t like specialization! Grounding gas!

Momo: Yes! let's go!

Yan Ye: ...