Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Look at me again, believe it or not, dig out your eyes?"

Ding Jing was not afraid of her at all, and asked calmly: "Don't you just talk about me?"

Mo Shangyun: "..." Fuck!

At this time, Tang Shi and Qin Xue on the opposite bed were both alarmed by the two of them. They sat up directly from the bed and stared at them blankly and one by one.

After a few seconds, Mo Shangyun released Ding Jing and said silently: "If you can't sleep, count the dumplings!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun grabbed his pillow, put it back to its previous position, and retracted it back into the quilt.

Ding Jing finally didn't stare at her anymore, but placed his pillow and lay down next to Mo Shangyun.

The Tang poetry and Qin Xue opposite met, it was not easy to say anything else, so they all shrank back and continued to sleep on their own.

Next, Ding Jing didn't become a demon again, but she waited until Tang Shi and Qin Xue fell asleep before she fell asleep unconsciously.

*

late at night.

The earth fell into tranquility, the shallow moonlight fell on the balcony, the light was bright but not dazzling, and there was a different kind of tranquility in the dormitory.

However, Mo Shangyun, who had been sleeping soundly, opened her eyes.

At the next moment, Ding Jing struggled for a while in his sleep, and then sat up sharply from the bed.

The large drops of sweat rolled down, and Ding Jing opened his eyes coldly, allowing himself to recover from the excessive emotion as soon as possible.

Mo Shangyun heard her somewhat disturbed breathing, and slightly raised her eyebrows. After hesitating for a few seconds, she sat up again, and looked at Ding Jing, who was sitting up, with some doubt.

However, because the two of them slept head to head, she could only see the back of Ding Jing.

She saw a T-shirt on Ding Jing's body, which was soaked in sweat, and her short hair near the back of the neck was also wetted by sweat, and there was a posture of dripping water.

The whole person was taken out of the water.

Seeming to calm down slowly, Ding Jing felt the movements on Mo Shangyun's side and turned to look at Mo Shangyun.

Moonlight entered the room, brightening the field of vision, and Mo Shangyun saw Ding Jing's pale face. Although she had tried to keep her calm, she was in sharp contrast to the usual posture of Dang Erlang—it seemed like a huge contrast.

Raised his hand and wiped his face, Ding Jing made himself awake, and then asked aloud, "Sleep so shallow?"

Her hoarse voice is different from the past, but it makes people angry.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded casually, then asked, "Nightmare?"

"Ok."

Ding Jing responded perfunctoryly, then fell down and covered his head with a quilt.

After a while, her voice came out from the quilt, "Go to bed early, Motou."

Mo Shangyun only felt inexplicable and lay back again.

But, a few minutes later, just as Mo Shangyun was a little drowsy, she heard something moving next to her--

Ding Jing lay directly on the bed, elbows propped on the pillow, and gently shouted Mo Shangjun's name.

"Mo Shangyun."

"..."

Mo Shangyun did not respond to her.

Ding Jing did not give up, and shouted again: "Sister Mo?"

"You are my sister!"

Opening her eyes sharply, Mo Shangjun gritted her teeth back to her.

"Sister," Ding Jing shouted in a good manner, and then said, "Can you squeeze it?"

"No."

Mo Shangyun refused her without thinking.

This is not over.

Ding Jing continued to shout: "Sister."

Brows twitched in anger, Mo Shangyun turned sideways, elbows propped on the bed, the other pointed at Ding Jing, and gritted his teeth: "Wait for me, I will kill you tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow's things will be said tomorrow morning, and sleep together tonight." Ding Jing played the spirit of dead skin and face, "It's for the sake of pouring foot wash for you."

"..."

Ding Jing thought about it and asked, "I will bathe you tomorrow?"

"roll!"

Mo Shangyun scolded a word angrily.

But when she was going to lie down, she moved her pillow out, and when she lay down sideways, she also rolled the quilt over, undoubtedly leaving Ding Jing half empty.

Upon seeing this, Ding Jing Ma'er put the pillow over, and then quietly came to Mo Shangjun's bed with the quilt, rolled down the quilt and lay down beside Mo Shangjun.

Thanks to the spacious bed in the "Red Room", and the fact that the two of them are still in line with the standards, they can lie down side by side.

When Ding Jing lay down, Mo Shangyun asked: "Are there any rules for sleeping?"

"Sure rules." Ding Jing assured.

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun inadvertently told: "Don't touch me."

"rest assured."

Ding Jing definitely said.

After all, I have never seen Ding Jing’s sleeping posture, and Mo Shangyun wanted to see her for the sake of her nightmare, so let her go back.

So, letting her lie down to sleep, she closed her eyes.

She has to get up early for training.

However...when Mo Shangyun made the decision to let Ding Jing sleep together, it was destined to be a sleepless night for Mo Shangjun.

What's special, Ding Jing's big, fart, eye, son!

Because someone was sleeping next to him, Mo Shangyun didn't dare to sleep too well, fearing that he would accidentally "beat" the other party. In fact, if Ding Jing slept properly, Mo Shangyun might be able to sleep peacefully for a while. After Ding Jing fell asleep, she would be as active as she usually is, and she would lift the quilt directly and let the quilt spread out on the bed, so Mo Shangyun found himself covering a half and a half of the quilt.

After that, Ding Jing also stretched his fists and feet very willingly, either putting his hands on Mo Shangjun’s shoulders, or putting his feet on Mo Shangjun’s legs, or putting his hands and feet together, and Mo Shangjun pushed her a few times to wake her up. With a grunt, "Sorry", she retracted, but soon she fell asleep again, regardless of whether to repeat it again.

Just toss for two hours.

Just when Mo Shangyun couldn't bear to want to throw her back, she turned out to be—An, Jing, now!

Mo Shangyun: "..." Did this person really torture her intentionally?

However, at this time, Mo Shangyun was too lazy to throw her away, and while she was quiet, she finally fell asleep dizzy.

Mo Shangjun had a light sleep, but it was too sleepy around three o'clock, and he felt his body was entangled with octopus again.

Gradually, Mo Shangyun felt a loose body, and then a strong wind hit him.

The sense of crisis accumulated over the years has caused Mo Shangjun to subconsciously grab a corner of the quilt to stop it when he was not awake, but he was still hit by the quilt across his shoulder. Mo Shangjun passed the two tricks so sparsely, then Realizing that it was the people around them who were "greeting" themselves, they immediately woke up completely.

The two, together with the two quilts, were so inexplicably entangled together.

She peeled off the quilt, intending to see if Ding Jing was in sleepwalking or deliberately, but in this moment, the other party fell over with another punch, both hands were twisted in the quilt and could not move, Mo Shangyun subconsciously went back Going, the back of the head directly hit the iron railing on the edge of the bed. Just when she was so painful that her teeth were grinning, her fist, which slowed her strength due to the longer distance, hit her temple and wiped the corner of her eye.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Ding Jing, you are dead!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Bottle No. 1: It’s a waste, it’s so painful, you need a kiss from Mu Mengai to cheer up

Bottle No. 2: Give up, don't cheer up.

Bottle No. 3: Yes, I'm going to watch "Shahai", you are free.