Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Liang Zhiqiong, who had wanted to leave after he had dealt with it, heard an unhurried "I refuse", and his anger suddenly burst out. ｀｀｀｀

As soon as he turned around, his fierce and fierce gaze swept to Mo Shangyun.

This look was stunned.

Mo Shangjun stood in the sun, with the wind blowing, and the broken hair pressed under the brim gently flicked. The shadows of the brim covered her eyebrows, and the eyebrows were raised slightly. Out of hostility, annoyance and resistance, only one group is calm and calm.

It felt like she didn't put her in the eye at all.

Realizing this, Liang Zhiqiong's chest was even more angry.

The fist was clenched tightly, and the green muscles on the back of the hand were exposed.

"Liang Zhiqiong!"

A stern shout strangled Liang Zhiqiong's violent means in the cradle.

Lin Qi frowned slightly, a little disappointed.

Hearing the familiar voice, although Liang Zhiqiong was not reconciled, he still shouted reluctantly, "Here!"

Peng Yuqiu approached slowly, looked around the people standing outside, and then fixed his sight on Liang Zhiqiong.

"Come and punish the station." Peng Yuqiu ordered.

"Why?" Liang Zhiqiong frowned tightly and couldn't understand.

"Housework is not enough." Peng Yuqiu gave a solemn explanation.

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong wanted to scold, but when he saw Peng Yuqiu's gloomy face, he bit his lip and pressed down his anger.

If you punish a station, you will be punished. What a big deal!

With a glance at Mo Shangyun, Liang Zhiqiong bypassed Mo Shangyun and walked to Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu ignored her emotions, glanced at the watch, and then pointed at Liang Zhiqiong's feet.

He said: "Now at 12:30, standing for an hour in the military posture, the military posture is not good and then fined."

"Yes!"

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

The staring eyes looked like him, like a little leopard with a hairy hair.

At this time, Mo Shangyun, who was about to enter the tent, accidentally glanced at her, and then threw the lunch box towards Lin Qi, motioned for her to help take it, and then clapped her hands, pacing slowly to Liang Zhiqiong. .

Peng Yuqiu, who wanted to go, noticed Mo Shangyun who came, thought about it, and stopped to see what she was going to do.

Lin Qi also stood on the spot, watching Mo Shangyun's next action with great interest.

Mo Shangyun was like a walk, turning around Liang Zhiqiong twice.

"What do you see?!"

Liang Zhiqiong couldn't bear it, and questioned Mo Jun angrily.

Mo Shangyun paused, looked up and smiled at her.

In an instant, Liang Zhiqiong had an ominous hunch.

Ignoring Liang Zhiqiong, Mo Shangyun turned his head and said to Peng Yuqiu: "She's not standard."

Peng Yuqiu suddenly realized.

He stepped back and stared at Liang Zhiqiong and looked at him twice.

Indeed...not quite standard.

However, as long as Liang Zhiqiong can cope with the basic movements, he can achieve this level, and he can make up.

However, since it was Mo Shangyun who said that Liang Zhiqiong's actions were not standard, Peng Yuqiu decided to give her this difficult task.

"You come."

Peng Yuqiu did a "please" to clean up.

Liang Zhiqiong bulged his cheeks vigorously, staring at Peng Yuqiu with wide eyes.

Peng Yuqiu didn't see it.

It's time for a lesson.

"Okay."

Responding happily, Mo Shangyun's eyes spread with a smile, and glanced at Liang Zhiqiong.

The ominous feeling in Liang Zhiqiong's heart was even worse.

Without finding the difference for the first time, Mo Shangyun turned and left, wandered around, folded a section of willow branch, and walked back again.

"What does she want to do?"

Yu Yitong couldn't figure out Mo Shangyun's intention.

"Teach people to stand in a military position." Lin Qi told the truth.

Yu Yitong: "..." She saw it.

"She has obsessive-compulsive disorder, housework, military posture, and technical actions are the most standard in the company," Lin Qi said slowly. "Once, we were punished by her for standing, and there were a large number of people who did not meet her appetite. She It took an afternoon to correct the military posture of all the companies. Since then, none has been non-standard."

"..."

Yu Yitong suddenly understood something.

the other side.

Seeing Mo Shangyun approaching, Liang Zhiqiong was full of vigilance, "What are you doing?"

"Teach you to stand in a military position."

Mo Shangjun grabbed the willow branches with both hands and folded the willow leaves one by one.

"I will, you don't need to teach!" Liang Zhiqiong didn't breathe.

Speaking, stand up straight and try to make yourself as standard as possible.

Mo Shangyun sneered.

Then, walked to Liang Zhiqiong.

Mentioned Liang Liangqiong's military boots, Mo Shangyun's words were simple and clear, "Sixty degrees."

Both feet were forcibly kicked to "sixty degrees", Liang Zhiqiong was angry and opened his mouth, "You..."

Before she finished, Mozhiyun's willow twitched on her leg. "Two legs are straight."

"I wipe!"

Liang Zhiqiong finished scolding, and before waiting for her to react, Mo Shangjun grabbed her right hand wrist and released it with a little effort.

Soon, the willow branch of Mo Shangjun hit the back of her hand. "The hand and the thumb stick to the second joint of the index finger."

Liang Zhiqiong was very anxious.

However, it is not over yet.

"Breast chest." The chest was patted.

"Abdomen." The abdomen was beaten with willow branches.

"Look up." The chin was forcibly pushed up by the finger.

"Look straight ahead, shoulders back."

Loosen her chin, and Mo willow the willow branch in her hand, hitting her on the shoulder.

Finally, when Mo Shangjun closed his hand, Liang Zhiqiong had pain all over him.

Peng Yuqiu watched this scene quietly.

Suddenly, I can understand why Mucheng recommended Mo Shangyun so much as an instructor.

"by--"

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and raised his hand to close his fist, trying to make a fight with Mo Shangjun.

However, as soon as the hand was raised, the wicker hit her back.

Just after the leg stepped forward, there was a pain in the thigh and was forced back.

Liang Zhiqiong was not reconciled and tried several times.

However, time and time again, he was attacked by the wicker of Mo Shangyun,

In the end, Liang Zhiqiong's pain was gone, and he couldn't stand crying, standing upright and straight, staring at Mo Shangyun with stubborn eyes, stubborn but not convinced to lose.

Mo Shangyun didn't care about her eyes, only noticed—

Military posture, standing pretty well.

As soon as the hand was lifted, the willow branch was thrown out in the direction of Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu reached out and grabbed.

Liang Zhiqiong thought that Peng Yuqiu had been standing by and watching her, watching her so much beaten. She felt aggrieved, and she didn't want to look at Peng Yuqiu again.

Peng Yuqiu touched his nose, intending to pretend not to see it.

"Peng Instructor."

Clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun cried out loudly.

With a cough, Peng Yuqiu asked, "What is it?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him coolly, "No need to thank you."

"...Thank you." Peng Yuqiu took the initiative.

Mo Shangyun shrugged and walked towards the tent.

Peng Yuqiu glanced at her back, only to feel sour.

If Mo Shangyun wanted to ask for "thank you", he could not believe it.

The words hidden deep, reminded him not to let Liang Zhiqiong water, what is what should be. As an instructor, letting others do this kind of thing is somewhat disappointing.

Peng Yuqiu took this lesson.

Regaining his senses and feeling two angry eyes, Peng Yuqiu withdrew his eyes and noticed Liang Zhiqiong with tears in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, his expression eased a bit, and walked towards Liang Zhiqiong.

"According to her standards, stand well." Peng Yuqiu explained.

"Did you take a fancy to her?" Liang Zhiqiong bit his lip and asked with resentment.

Peng Yuqiu turned black, "What is in your head?"

"Then you always stare at her!" Liang Zhiqiong couldn't be more angry, "Also let her hit me."

Just now, the eyes seemed to stick to the woman. The woman had beaten her so many times before, and Peng Yuqiu hadn't even heard it.

"She is teaching you to stand in a military position."

"But she hit me!" Liang Zhiqiong crosswise.

"It's time to fight," Peng Yuqiu played with the willow branch in his hand, and said slowly, "Stand up and check at any time."

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

*

Mo Shangyun returned to the tent and took a nap for half an hour.

She was awakened.

Ran Feifei and Du Juan returned to the tent, whispering gossip, and later Ni Ai also joined their chat, so the conversation became even hotter.

The sound is getting louder.

Mo Shangyun was intolerable and turned to sit up.

Get dressed and get out of bed, Mo Shangyun is ready to clean up the bed.

"Still stacked?"

Lin Qi, who was also awake, turned her head to look at her, in line with her eyes watching neurosis.

There is no need to check in the afternoon and evening. She is folded and she will encounter "revenge" from Liang Zhiqiong at any time. Isn't this a waste of time?

"You don't stack?" Mo Shangyun glanced at her.

Lin Qi: "..."

She didn't want to stack it, but after Mo Shangyun so naturally asked her, she really couldn't stack it.

Lin Qi couldn't sleep, rolled over and got up from the bed, raised her hand and grabbed her hair.

But, did not rush out of bed.

Seeing that both of them were awake, the three said louder.

He turned his head and looked towards Yu Yitong, who was also on the lunch break. Yu Yitong also opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"I said, you can't be quieter?"

Lin Qi raised her eyebrows and asked the three people who were sitting on the bed talking happily.

She picked up a shoe with her foot, lifted her leg, and began to wear it.

When she said this, the topics of Ni Jie, Du Juan and Ran Feifei came to an abrupt end, but the previous cheerful emotions obviously disappeared and replaced by a touch of discomfort.

"All awake, and no one is allowed to speak yet?"

Du Juan murmured unhappily, but did not dare to speak loudly.

Ni Ao glanced at the other three.

One by one, she looked upset.

So standing up, Ni Jie stared at Lin Qi, straightening up and saying: "There is no rule that you must sleep during the lunch break, you sleep, we talk, no conflict."

"No conflict, but no quality."

Lin Qi put on one shoe and hooked up the other.

Continue to wear.

"You have no quality!" Ni Jie immediately replied angrily.

"Yes," Du Juan also stood up, came to Ni Jie, looked at the ink on the stack of quilts contemptuously, and then looked at Lin Qi, "What deputy company commander, also asked the male soldier to help stack the quilts, long Isn’t it great to look at? This kind of indecent means is also used in the army, is it worth the military uniform? Where can the quality of the soldiers brought out by this kind of person go?!"

She accused indignantly.

Ran Feifei hurried behind her, grabbed her wrist, and whispered to persuade her, "Stop talking."

Du Juan felt a sense of justice at the moment, "They can do it, can't we say it yet?"

They and Ni Jie met in the cafeteria and ate together. Ni Jie told them that Mo Shangjun asked a male soldier to help stack the quilts. At that time, the two of them did not believe it. As a result, Ni Jie pointed at Mo Shangjun and The male soldier happened to see that the male soldier was diligently putting Mo Jun on the vegetables, and Mo Shangyun ate it.

At that time, they all believed.

Mo Shangyun looks good. In such a place where men are everywhere, with the face, what can't get cheap?

When they came back later, it was also their gossip and ink painting.

Ni Jie also said that Mo Shangyun seduce the man she likes. The man was wholeheartedly good at Mo Jun, but Mo Shangjun hooked people and patted the **** and walked away.

simply--

shameless!

They didn't uncover the matter of Mo Shangyun in person, so they gave their face very well.

Inking on the quilt, Mo heard that something was pulling on himself for no reason, his movements paused, and he stood upright.

At this time, Yu Yitong sat up from the bed, and Lin Qi also put on his shoes and walked off the bed.

She walked slowly to the end of the bed, stopped, straightened her sleeves, and then whispered, "Mo Fulian, is it reasonable or hands-on?"

Seeing her posture, the three of them felt a little bit dazed.

Although I haven't seen the real strength of Lin Qi and Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi ranked first in this morning's assessment and is certainly not too weak.

And Ni Jie, who had witnessed Mo Shangjun's ability with her own eyes, she can even clearly recall the quick speed of Mo Shangyun's hands with her.

At that time, she didn't even make a move, and she became the ghost of Mo Shangyun's death.

"Don't mess up, fights are forbidden!"

Ni Jie kept as calm as possible and moved out the rules that Peng Yuqiu said.

She was full of confidence, but she sweated in the palm of her hand.

Mo Shangyun was the one who had evaluated them. Who can guarantee that Mo Shangyun and the instructor are not together?