Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"you--"

Liang Zhiqiong was already in flames, so excited by her, she was furious,

The footsteps stabilized, the other hand was raised sharply, and Liang Zhiqiong struck the other shoulder of Mo Shangjun directly. Just love the Internet...

This time it was not a simple pat, but a very obvious purpose.

The speed is also much faster.

Mo Shangjun frowned lightly.

However, I felt two strong winds blowing from behind, with an impact on each other, Mo Shangyun's eyebrows stretched slightly, not dodge.

Liang Zhiqiong's hand stopped a foot near Mo Shangjun's shoulder.

Leng Buding's outstretched hand firmly grasped her wrist.

The force is great, and she is completely wrapped around her wrist, and the forward force is restrained, even if it is not received.

"you again?"

Liang Zhiqiong lowered his eyebrows and swept towards him, his eyes angry and fierce.

On one side, Ji Ruonan stood.

Ji Ruonan's expression was grim, his eyes cold, and he clutched Liang Zhiqiong's wrist tightly, staring at her with threat and warning.

Liang Zhiqiong's momentum was unabated, and he greeted him extremely provocatively.

At the same time, Mo Shangyun turned around and looked at them coldly.

"Private fights are not allowed in private, no one tells you?" Ji Ruonan said a word, coldly.

"Which eye do you think I am going to hit her?" Ping Bai was wronged for no reason, and Liang Zhiqiong was even more angry.

The wrist was hard, but he didn't break free.

"I saw both eyes."

Saying that, Ji Ruonan's fingers were pressed hard again, and the strength increased sharply, and Liang Zhiqiong frowned in pain.

"Oh!" Liang Zhiqiong sneered, his face paled slightly, but he didn't lose at all, facing the sharp sight of last season's Ruonan, and said, "Instructor Ji, noon is what you are looking for at Peng Yuqiu, you Don’t you think it’s too small?”

Ji Ruonan smiled, "You are doing something wrong, find someone who can cure you, cure you, what's wrong?"

"Oh shit!"

Liang Zhiqiong scolded and pulled back with his wrists. Ji Ruonan released her homeopathically. Suddenly, Liang Zhiqiong, who was too hard, paid attention and fell back two steps.

If it weren't for too fast a reaction, it might be a solid fall.

Liang Zhiqiong stabilized, grasping the left wrist with his right hand, and a little movement, so that her teeth hurt and grin.

"Instructor Ji, this time and twice, do I have the right to doubt you and help Mo Jun to be biased?" Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, his eyes full of murderousness.

Withdrawing his hand, Ji Ruonan said lightly: "Who makes sense, who I help."

Seeing this, Mo Shangjun shrugged and turned again to walk into the tent.

but--

"Mo Shangyun!" Liang Zhiqiong shouted her suddenly, with a heavy tone, but not to the point of tearing his heart.

Also maintain a certain sense.

"Say."

Mo Shangyun raised her eyelid and squinted at her.

When he released his left wrist, Liang Zhiqiong straightened up, looked at her coldly, and asked, "Is that the house rules that you are doing?"

Mo Shangyun gave a slight meal.

Ji Ruonan twisted his eyebrows, his mind turned around.

She just went to the female soldier's tent to issue the printed house rules. Basically, every time she walked, she could hear various complaints, and even someone physically attacked the people who made the house rules.

In the final analysis, she endorsed Mo Shangjun's internal regulations, but she did not want Mo Shangjun to admit it, otherwise it would attract some inexplicable resentment and attacks.

Opening her mouth, she wanted to help Mo Shangjun speak, but before she spoke, she heard Mo Shangyun's bland voice--

"Yes."

Simply a word.

It should be.

"Aiming at me?" Liang Zhiqiong asked calmly and calmly.

Mo Shangyun slightly raised his lips and said slowly, "You think too much, you are not good enough."

After that, he took the toiletries and entered the door.

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong stared at Mo Shangjun's back with bitterness, and gritted his teeth fiercely, almost not bleeding from the corners of his lips.

Ji Ruonan glanced at her and followed the door.

Inside the tent.

As soon as Mo Shangyun entered the door, he saw several ghosts retreating.

It was the three Ni Nis who separated from the place near the door and walked purposelessly, somewhat embarrassed.

Looking at Lin Qi and Yu Yitong, they stared at her silently, and Lin Qi was clearly suggesting that these three people had been eavesdropping in the door.

Mo Shangyun felt it didn't matter.

No matter what they say, it's okay to spread the news and make some unnecessary conjectures. Tomorrow's housework should be harsh.

She never said that she would not retaliate against them.

Within reasonable means, she never minded making people obsessed.

Occasionally finding faults is also a great fun in this boring life.

Putting the toiletries back in place, Mo Shangjun simply sorted it out, and Ji Ruonan also took the toiletries to wash.

At this time, Liang Zhiqiong, who had blown enough cold wind outside, also came in with resentment, and glared at the ink as soon as he entered the door, and then—

After a while, they quarreled with Ni Jie.

The reason was that Ni Jie was sitting on Du Juan's bed to soak his feet. Liang Zhiqiong accidentally touched it when passing by, and the water in the basin splashed out, wetting Ni Jie's military boots.

Liang Zhiqiong didn't say apology, nor did he mean to pay the courtesy.

As a result, Liang Zhiqiong, who was just in a manic state, was irritated. The foot kicked deliberately, and the pot of water was completely turned over, and nearly half of it poured on Ni Jie's pants.

"what are you doing?!"

Ni Jie almost burst into tears and stood up barefoot, blaming Liang Zhiqiong with red eyes.

Liang Zhiqiong smiled coldly, stepped forward, stepped directly on Ni Jie's feet, raised his hand, and grabbed Ni Jie's collar.

"Why, have an opinion?"

Liang Zhiqiong stared at her eyes, raised the collar, and forcibly lifted Ni Jie.

Such an overbearing and overbearing action made Ni's stunned for a while, and full of grievances and anger condensed, but it was difficult to vent for a while.

She was sure that people like Lin Qi would not dare to do it easily, but Liang Zhiqiong was different.

From the time when he first met, Liang Zhiqiong gave the impression of "non-compliance", acting arbitrarily, doing whatever he wanted, and being brave enough to do whatever he wanted.

Liang Zhiqiong is too fierce and unreasonable.

Picked up by her so rudely, Ni Jie immediately froze, her mind blank.

"Liang Zhiqiong, you let go of her!"

Seeing this, Du Juan walked past with some precaution, staring at Liang Zhiqiong with vigilance, but dared not rush forward.

Immediately afterwards, Ran Feifei also got closer, standing as close to Du Juan as possible, and reminded Liang Zhiqiong with words: "It is forbidden to fight or fight."

After talking, Ran Feifei looked down at the tent subconsciously, looking for a few people who could help.

Ji Ruonan was away and went to wash.

Lin Qi and Yu Yitong pretended to be deaf and blind, as if they didn't hear or see anything, and they got together and started to communicate.

Mo Shangjun just packed up his belongings, but apparently didn't care about what happened here. Just happened to find a coin from her pocket. Her fingers flexibly twiddled the coin, and then slowly moved towards this side. Coming.

However, her goal is to make her own bed. For Ni Jie's situation, she doesn't squint and doesn't even give a curious look.

She simply passed by.

However, the aisle was too narrow, with four people standing in the middle, completely blocking her way.

Mo Shangyun stopped.

She raised her eyes and swept to Liang Zhiqiong and Ni Jie, frowning impatiently, "Let."

"Want to help?"

Liang Zhiqiong turned around and threw her a cold-eyed knife.

Mo Shangyun played with a coin, and the coin stopped between her index finger and her thumb.

"Don't help," Mo Shangjun said slowly and slowly, his thumb bent slightly, the coin was pushed upwards, and immediately flew upwards. As he ascended and fallen, Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and swept to Liang Zhiqiong, "Reminder In one word, Instructor Ji will come back immediately. If you want to get angry, choose a good time."

The words fell, the coins dropped, she opened her hand one by one, and the coins fell into the palm of her hand steadily.

Liang Zhiqiong hesitated for a moment, and seemed to have figured it out, releasing Ni Jie directly.

However, Ni Jie did not let go easily.

Her hand was pressed on Ni Ai's shoulder, staring at Ni Ai's sullen eyes, and said: "I accidentally kicked it, and it splashed on people and beds. Did you hear?"

Ni Jie suffocated.

However, he did not have the courage to meet Liang Zhiqiong head-on, and his heart was so tense that it hurt.

She didn't object or speak, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she was terrified.

Liang Zhiqiong snorted coldly, put his hands back, and then gave Mo Shangyun a glance before clapping his hands and walking towards her bed.

Mo Shangyun didn't see half of it, and returned to his bed leisurely.

Not long after, Ji Ruonan returned.

At a glance, I noticed the spattered pot of water and the embarrassed Ni Jie.

At the same time, I also noticed that Lin Qi, Yu Yitong, and Mo Shangyun, who seemed to know nothing, and Liang Zhiqiong, who seemed to be indifferent to Ni Jie, had warned to threaten their sight.

I knew something in my heart.

"Du Juan, I blame me for being bad. I'm so embarrassed. Wet your bed."

Under the needle-like gaze, Ni Jie apologized nervously to Du Juan, speaking softly, her lips trembling all the time.

"No, it's fine." Du Juan said busy.

Ran Feifei stood aside, did not speak, looked at the others in the tent, only to feel that all of them, either had nothing to do with themselves, or bullied others, it was too abominable.

But in the absence of ability and courage, she couldn't say anything, and she could only watch Du Juan and Ni Jie's "acting" full of suffocation.

Ni Jie repeatedly apologized to Du Juan, and then, accompanied by Du Juan, returned to her bed.

Ji Ruonan looked aside and said nothing, only reminding them to go to bed earlier.

At ten, turn off the lights.

Today there are many trivial things. Although the amount of exercise is not enough, Mo Shangyun still fell asleep quickly.

It's just that, except for her, everyone in the tent 7 was lying on the bed, turning over and over, with different thoughts and difficulty sleeping.

*

The next day.

In the early morning, at half past four.

Mo Shangjun's circadian clock was very punctual, and she opened her eyes smoothly, regained consciousness within half a minute, and got up from the bed directly.

She began to dress, wear shoes, and quilt.

The movement was very light, but in this silent night, it was only a little bit loud.

Ran--

"Fuck," a slightly shocked voice came from the next bed. "Are you awake, or do you get up at night?"

It was Liang Zhiqiong who had not slept all night.

Mo Shangyun is unheard of, and the movements are not paused. Fold the bedding directly in the dark.

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and Liang Zhiqiong didn't have a good air: "I ask you!"

"..."

Mo Shangyun still ignored her.

Liang Zhiqiong didn't go viral.

Halfway through again, Mo Shangyun suddenly heard Liang Zhiqiong's hesitant and alert questioning, "Aren't you... a ghost?"

The dark black tent can only see the faint outline, and nothing else.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun stood up and glanced at the next bed, spit out the words, "No."

"Oh."

Liang Zhiqiong was relieved.

When I thought I was a little counseling and a little unhappy, I turned over and pretended to be talking in a dream. I put the quilt over my head and closed my eyes to sleep.

Mo Shangyun remembered the placement of all his belongings in the tent, and other people's belongings also remembered a certain position, and there was no hindrance in moving in the dark.

As she raised her hand, she successfully found the training cap hanging by the bed, put it on the top of her head, and put it on.

Turn around and walk directly outside the door.

Without walking a few steps, faintly, I heard Lin Qi and Ji Ruonan's bed, sending out a rustling dressing movement.

It seems that everything is up.

The brow moved, and she ignored it, went to the door in the dark, raised her hand to open the curtain, and went out alone.

After two minutes.

Ji Ruonan and Lin Qi appeared together outside the tent.

"Where is she going?" Ji Ruonan asked.

"Morning practice." Lin Qi looked forward and answered.

Suddenly, Ji Ruonan looked at her suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

"Morning practice." Lin Qi said.

Ji Ruonan: "..."