Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

In the evening, there was another meeting to be held. Yan Gui left after being hurt by Mo Shangyun.

The women's second team's free throw also came to an end.

Mo Shangyun blew his whistle to announce the meeting, and then led them to the cafeteria.

Long after dinner time, Ding Jing and others thought they could eat some leftovers, but when they arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, they smelled the rich flavor of the meals.

Fragrant enough to let them surrender without force on the spot.

The canteen is not a buffet. The table is filled with fried side dishes, tableware, and rice in wooden barrels.

Not much, just two tables, calculated by the head of the second team.

The cooks are busy with tableware.

The faceless leader Zhang put a plate of cut roast duck on the table and looked towards the door when he heard the movement.

The women's second team members who had been trained by him to have a psychological shadow suddenly felt cold, feeling the cold wind and their scalp tingling.

Squad leader Zhang fixed his sight on Mo Shangjun and said, "Come."

"coming."

Mo Shangyun smiled and nodded.

Squad leader Zhang turned back to the operation room.

Turning around, Mo Shangjun looked at the stunned team member at the door, "What are you stunned to do, don't you go to dinner?"

After her reminder, everyone immediately reacted.

"Unexpectedly, if you hit a sap, you can still get a jujube."

"Rare, rare."

"Mo Shangyun, do you think we can buy us up?"

"Don't eat if you can..."

"I'll settle accounts with you when I'm full!"

...

Everyone said what I said, but they did not prevent them from pouring into the cafeteria and actively occupying the positions they valued.

Mo Shangyun sat down with them in the coquettish sound.

When letting them run around the circle, Mo Shangyun took the time to visit the cafeteria, and told squad leader Zhang in advance that they would add meals at night and eat separately from the first team.

For the amount of ten people, squad leader Zhang can get it done in half an hour, and the time to run the lap is completely within reach.

The previous 20 laps were punishment.

Now this dinner is a reward.

The rewards and penalties are clear.

The punishment is because they are not big or small.

The reward is because they are really hard.

Since Yan Tianxing lost the news, no one's life is easy, plus the psychological shadow left over by the earthquake relief period, it is estimated that he did not have much rest after returning.

They really deserve a treat.

On the dining table, there are meat and vegetables, fish and meat, and soup, and the dishes are very rich.

The crowd picked up the tableware and gorged on it, hungry like a glutton.

However, without eating a few bites, they gradually stopped and their attention was attracted by the two cooks who came.

"Wow, what is this."

"True fragrance."

"It must be fried!"

"fried chicken?"

"Yeah, just the weekend!"

...

The two cooks walked over with large soup bowls, each towards a dining table, and then shyly placed the bowl in their hands in the middle with quite a lot of gaze.

Ding Jing was originally burying his head to eat, but when picking up a chopsticks and picking cabbage into the bowl, the afterglow of the eyes glanced at the food in the bowl. The movement of the cabbage suddenly froze. She almost subconsciously looked at the ink sitting beside him. Yun, the stunned expression was so unclear.

Inside the bowl is a homemade "family bucket".

"Try the skill of squad leader Zhang."

Mo Shangjun grabbed the chicken wings in many robbing moves and placed them in Ding Jing's bowl.

Looking up, Ding Jing saw that the rest of the table was eating happily, and she suddenly remembered that-when she came back last time, she heard the players say this.

Add meals on weekends.

And it is the "junk food" that squad leader Zhang despise.

It was Mo Shangjun's welfare for the women's team when he came back last time.

At that time, because of Yan Tianxing's affairs, Ding Jing didn't care about it. It could even be said that he had been left behind for a long time, and it was really incredible to see the fried chicken in the army right now.

And, think of the meal with Mo Shangyun in Tuo Lin Town.

"What a god?" Mo Shangyun saw that she hadn't moved. A chopstick opened Liang Zhiqiong's chopsticks that were about to secretly come over and clamp chicken wings. Tong Dingjing reminded, "Hurry and eat. Be careful that the bowl is gone."

"whispering sound."

Liang Zhiqiong secretly withdrew the chopsticks.

Ding Jing then recovered, she raised an eyebrow at Liang Zhiqiong, picked up her chicken wings and said in a loud manner: "Come and grab it."

"……"show off!

Liang Zhiqiong rolled his eyes unhappyly at the ink, "You only give Ding mirror clips, don't you clip me?"

"You have no hands?" Mo Shangyun gave her a slanted look.

"She has no hands?" Liang Zhiqiong glared at her.

Come on!

Get used to these guys!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a chicken leg was picked up on the ink and placed in Liang Zhiqiong's bowl.

Liang Zhiqiong immediately dissipated all his dissatisfaction, and began to eat with a smile.

"Brother, is there Coke?" Qi Qi suddenly asked one of the cooks.

"Orange juice will do!"

"Sprite is all done!"

"Come and drink, anything."

...

Qi Qiyi spoke, and other people spoke out.

They all have a good foundation, and they smiled brightly with the cooks and asked for a little bit of coquettishness, which caused the two cooks to be ashamed for a while.

Without holding on for a few seconds, Mali nodded and said to go back and ask Mr. Zhang.

Soon, they took out the filled plum soup, a large barrel, they casually drink, and gave away a bunch of freshly formed ice cubes.

Cold sour plum soup, drink cool.

The meal was really unhappy.

The grievances accumulated for the previous 20 laps, at this moment, disappeared completely, leaving only easy and cheerful.

It's like Mo Shangyun's mood when sitting alone eating an ice lolly an hour ago.

"Lying trough, here again." After eating a chicken wing in northern Jiangsu, he suddenly thought of something, and spit out the words in You Nianyu. It's just how abominable she was before. Just remember her well."

You Nianyu: "..."

Reminded by Northern Jiangsu, You Nianyu suddenly realized this fact.

Next to Yu Yitong and Sheng Zi: "..."

It seems that this is the case.

Everyone looked at each other.

*

Not long afterwards, all the food on the table was swept away, and the players stayed upright.

Mo Shangyun sat on the stool and announced the dissolution, saying that they would do whatever they love, and don't obscure her.

The team members missed a few good words from her, and immediately angered them when they heard the sound, and walked away.

"Mo Shangyun, won't you go?"

Liang Zhiqiong stretched his lazy waist and looked strangely at the ink when he was about to leave the room.

Mo Shangyun stood up and said, "Something happened."

Confused, Liang Zhiqiong asked: "What's the matter?"

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"No..." Liang Zhiqiong replied with an open mouth, but when his eyes rolled, he suddenly realized what he was, and he came forward and asked in surprise, "Are you going?"

"Ok."

"Bring me one?"

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded, then looked down at the messy table, and said, "Stop it."

"Row!"

Liang Zhiqiong nodded without complaint, so he just patted his chest and ink on Jun to ensure.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng have already transferred to the nearby military area hospital. Although they are close, she has a rare opportunity to visit the hospital. In these days, she went to see Peng Yuqiu twice, and she really missed her heart. She had a chance to be in front of her, and she would not miss it.

Mo Shangyun asked her to do whatever she wanted.

As for Mo Shangyun, on the condition of "helping to clean up and wash the tableware", squad leader Zhang has obtained the right to use the kitchen.

Now handing over the chores to Liang Zhiqiong, Mo Shangyun went straight to the kitchen.

When Liang Zhiqiong carried the tableware into the kitchen, he saw Mo Shangyun standing in front of the chopping board and chopping vegetables. He was very busy.

Moving the tableware into the sink, Liang Zhiqiong asked in surprise: "Are you making dinner for Lord Yan?"

"Ok."

Looking at the silhouette of Mo Shangyun for a moment, Liang Zhiqiong was suspicious. "Reconciled?"

"Roughly the same."

Mo Shangjun responded casually.

Blinking, Liang Zhiqiong looked at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, and then said, "I can..."

Mo Shangyun gave her a slanted look, "Malier will do your job well."

"Hole."

Liang Zhiqiong quickly opened the faucet to wash the dishes.

Liang Zhiqiong, who usually does nothing at home, does not do any housework before entering the army. But in the past two years, Liang Zhiqiong's daily skills are even terrifying for her. At present, she has already felt that it is a trivial task to do the dishes.

I don’t know what the father at home knows when she was washing dishes in the army... Liang Zhiqiong guessed silently in his heart.

There are a lot of tableware. Liang Zhiqiong was particularly erratic because she was looking forward to seeing Peng Yuqiu. The tableware was washed very seriously. She washed the tableware for ten people for half an hour.

"Mo Shangyun, I'll wash it!"

Looking at the shining clean dishes and rice bowls, Liang Zhiqiong happily invited the ink to the ink.

"...Good." Mo Shangyun praised perfunctoryly.

Excluding efficiency, the final success can still be praised.

"What did you do?" Liang Zhiqiong approached curiously.

The rice has been cooked.

Mo Shangjun is cooking vegetables, tomatoes and eggs.

There are two dishes next to it that have been fried, one fried with chili, and the other with fresh.

The fragrant vegetables flew over, and Liang Zhiqiong couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and took two bites.

"Your cooking skills are so good?" Liang Zhiqiong tasted the two dishes with incredible emotion.

"What made you misunderstand my cooking?"

The words fell, Mo Shangyun turned off the fire, and scrambled eggs with fried tomatoes were put out of the pan.

Shengcai's technique is simple and straightforward, and his movements are smooth and familiar, not like a novice.

"You look good," Liang Zhiqiong said, "and it's the kind of good-looking kind that doesn't cook at a glance."

"..."

Mo Shangyun handed her a look of neuropathy.

What logic?

However, she really rarely cooks.

It’s not that you don’t do it, but you don’t have a chance to cook.

Su Heng was a child when he was a child, and later he had ink and frost at home. When he went out, there were some masters such as Chen Lu. I eat in the cafeteria during school, but I don’t have the chance to be alone. There is a cooking class after I leave the company...

The chances of her cooking are indeed pitiful.

However, she can cook homemade dishes.

"Right," Liang Zhiqiong suddenly thought of something after tasting scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and said in surprise, "Now they should have eaten in the hospital at this time!"

Lifting his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun said: "... Peng Yuqiu didn't know that Yan Tianxing hadn't eaten yet."

"why?"

"..."

Because her cooking was requested by Yan Tianxing.

This shameless face owed her a full meal, but when she learned that she was going to be hospitalized and recuperating, she betrayed Mei Se and said she wanted to eat the food she made.

——As soon as her heart softened, she responded.

After all, she planned to visit him tonight, and also thought about the hospital dinner that was not as delicious as she made.

"Go get the lunch box."

Mo Shangjun pointed to the lunch box stacked next to it.

The lunch box is for two people.

Liang Zhiqiong walked over to get it. When he came back, he looked worried. "What should I do if Peng Yuqiu eats it?"

"To Mucheng."

"Mu Cheng also ate it?"

"..." Mo Shangyun sighed and said, "You sent it specially, he will not give Mu Cheng a bite."

Liang Zhiqiong's eyes lit up, "Yes, even if he is full, he has to stuff the food I brought back."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

This is what I said, but Liang Zhiqiong paid special attention to the portion. Most of it was Yan Tianxing, and Peng Yuqiu was the portion that "can still be eaten after dinner".

When making the last soup, Mo Shangyun took a look at it and smiled unconsciously.

This little sloppy is rare and careful in the matter of Yu Yuqiu.

"Oh, do you know that Mucheng's wife is pregnant?"

Packing each meal carefully, Liang Zhiqiong also wiped the soup out of the lunch box.

"expensive?"

Mo Shangyun looked back in surprise.

"Isn't the wedding not up to date, she simply cancelled it. The people in her family objected very much, feeling that her husband was not at home all the year round, and she couldn't help her no matter how good she was. The wedding was temporarily canceled because the man could not be there. The family was furious and forced them to break up."

Liang Zhiqiong said here, the original low tone turned suddenly, and became happy, "But do you know that this girl is determined to be with Mu Cheng, and she has also disclosed the news that she is pregnant? Whether she is a widow or not, she has recognized it. Anyway, she does not marry Cheng. Anyway, she wants to have something unexpected, she can raise the baby herself."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was stunned.

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun asked: "Does Mucheng know about the pregnancy?"

"He didn’t know, because of his big mouth and knowing that he had a baby, he had spread it all over the base. Heard that the child was only a month old, the girl was planning to wait for him to marry him this time. surprise."

"You didn't go to blackmail?"

"Fuck! This stupid brother, Cheng Tian couldn't keep his mouth closed. Everyone who wants to say it should say it, and everybody should blame him."

Mo Shangyun smiled lightly, "He is really blessed."

"It really is."

Liang Zhiqiong nodded in agreement.

I heard that the girl had a high income and good looks. Someone used to line up in the past. She couldn't bear Mu Cheng's good vision, and she got her hand while in school. After so many years in the army, the girl was also stubborn to him.

Up to now, the wedding is still standing on the side of Mu Cheng.

Hearing such good news, Mo Shangyun spent more than ten minutes, temporarily added a roasted eggplant, and then prepared an extra set of lunch boxes to smooth out some meals.

It can be considered as a way of bringing Mucheng a copy.

...

After tidying up, Mo Shangjun and Liang Zhiqiong took three lunch boxes and set off.

Mo Shangyun got a car, which was assigned to Jiang Qiong. She borrowed it and Jiang Qiong readily gave it to her.

The hospital is close, it doesn't take much time, ten minutes drive is enough.

Been to it several times, Mo Shangyun is familiar with the road.

At about eight o'clock, Mo Shangjun drove off-road vehicles and successfully arrived at the door of the hospital.

After finding a parking space, Mo Shangjun got off with Liang Zhiqiong.

As soon as she entered, she asked the front desk where Yan Tianxing was located.

"Oh, it must have been intentional," Liang Zhiqiong frowned, "their rooms are all next to each other!"

"Is it?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Such a coincidence should really be arranged on purpose.

"Go, third floor."

Carrying the lunch box, Liang Zhiqiong waved his hand toward the ink.

However, she had just walked forward two steps, and stopped.

Mo Shangyun walked over, "How?"

Raising his hand to correct his hat, Liang Zhiqiong touched his face again, looking at Mo Shangyun with a nervous expression, "Do you think I am so embarrassed now?"

"Isn't that always the case?" Mo Shangyun asked strangely.

"You don't know, there are many doctors and nurses in the hospital, and there are so many beautiful women--" Liang Zhiqiong quickly sorted his collar and patted the dust on his training uniform. "He is accustomed to the beautiful women in the hospital, and then look at my disgraced appearance. If you don’t keep it right, you will feel that the fox spirits outside are more seductive."

Mo Shangyun's eyes smirked with joy, her elbows on Liang Zhiqiong's shoulders, her fingers tickled at her chin, and ridiculed: "Don't you think you look the most like coquette?"

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong looked at her suspiciously, with light brown eyes uncomfortable, but with a little hesitation.

Slowly, she showed a sudden expression, and could not help but scolded, "Fuck, you mentioned this, I seem to have been said so!"

"Hey!"

"But that happened many years ago--"

When thinking of her scenery, some people lined up to confess to themselves.

It's a pity that at that time, she was all focused on Yu Yuqiu, and no one else took a glance.

However, after arriving at the army, I did not know the reason, and the number of suitors dropped sharply.

Liang Zhiqiong's mind also shifted to training, and his attention to his appearance was obviously not as high as before.

I don't understand the new clothes styles, don't pay attention to skin care products, cosmetics, usually even basic maintenance is taken time to do. Thanks to her good foundation, she has not evolved into a female man in the past two years.

"Relax, you like this, kill them in seconds." Mo Shangyun placated.

This is true.

Liang Zhiqiong is the kind of beauty that can withstand the wind and rain.

That exotic style is extremely rare.

"Really?"

"Ok."

Hearing Mo Shangjun's affirmation, Liang Zhiqiong felt relieved.

Mo Shangyun said so...what else is she afraid of?

but……

Liang Zhiqiong secretly glanced at Yun Yun's dress.

Full of complaints, dare not say anything.

From the moment I saw Mo Shangyun today, she really wanted to say-what is this dress? !

There are holes in her clothes, and the rags hanging on her have to work in a suit for half a year in the field.

She was free to watch them run away, and did not go to the dormitory to pick herself up.

Even if she put on a uniform training uniform, it is better than what she is now.

——It was previously supported by her beauty and temperament.

However, Mo Shangyun apparently didn't care about these people. Liang Zhiqiong estimated that no matter how sloppy the image of Mo Shangyun was, Yan Tianxing didn't dare to abandon her, so he refrained from complaining.

After being comforted, Liang Zhiqiong was quite confident, carrying a hot day's dress, carrying a hot dinner, and bringing Mo Shangjun to the ward on the third floor.

"Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng are here, 312 is next door, next to it." Liang Zhiqiong stopped at the door of the ward, and then helped Mo Shangjun to point to the ward next door.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

However, it was already at the door. Mo Shangyun didn't rush to see Yan Tianxing, but wanted to say hello to Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng first.

She knocked on the door with her hand and pushed the door open.

The door of the ward was unlocked and opened as soon as it was pushed.

At one glance, Mo Shangyun saw Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng who were ill and lying on the bed.

But, also piggybacked, a glimpse of another figure.

Beautiful woman in a white coat.

The gray-brown long hair is made into a natural curl, and it is scattered behind him. It is very beautiful, the classic beauty, with a comfortable light makeup and a mature and elegant temperament. The white coat was open, with sweaters and trousers in it, and her beautiful body was revealed. The white coat outside gave her a gentle and dignified charm.

It is a beauty with outstanding temperament.

Talking and laughing.

She is laughing, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu are chatting with her, the atmosphere is happy and harmonious.

Ink on the eye narrowed his eyes, and felt that this beauty... was a bit familiar.

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