Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Mo Shangyun, you are my glory."

Word by word, firm tone and full of strength.

The ink is slightly stiff.

The moment when the sound fell to the bottom of the ear, like the palpitations of the blooming flower blooming, it was full and soft, and there was a warm current that overflowed uncontrollably and was difficult to control.

you are my belief.

I am your glory.

Mo Shangjun's mood is as soft as a cloud of sugar, soft and soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Puff-puff, the sound of the heartbeat is actually more intense than when aiming and shooting, in the rain of bullets.

Even Mo Shangyun was stupefied that he would have such a response because of a word.

His chest is very hard, but his arms are warm, like the iron man's tender interpretation.

"Did I make you proud?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Well," the tip of her nose rubbed against her neck, and Yan Tianxing's voice was mellow and deep. "My little pride, no one can match you."

Yan Tianxing is undoubtedly delighted by Mo Shangjun's little emotions he cares about.

However, she was never the same as others.

No matter how magnificent dresses, beautiful skins, and delicate appearances, they can't withstand her tenacity, pride, and fearlessness, but her sincerity, responsibility, tolerance for others, pity, reflection, effort for reality, and self-esteem. Supreme pursuit.

She, they, they are destined to be different from others.

In this unique crowd, Mo Shangyun is the most outstanding leader.

She was enough to stand at the top, whizzing.

He does not want his pride, his heroes, and his warriors to return after a stormy battle, not to face honor and appreciation, but to face the sense of distance and strangeness in ordinary people's lives.

He knew she would not bow her head.

However, he didn't even want her to bow her head.

"I think so."

Mo Shangyun said this, smiling softly, full of her confidence and pride as always.

Yan Tianxing buried in her neck fom and chuckled.

"How?" Mo Shangyun's eyebrows twisted, a little uncomfortable.

"Thinking of you two years ago."

"Ok?"

"I was still in love with your pride," Yan Tianxing said, "young, with the words "Laozi World First" written on his face."

"...I'm so simple, I only look at your face."

"shallow."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Isn't it just "seeing the sight"?

There is nothing embarrassing.

However, after Yan Tianxing said so, Mo Shangyun had no psychological obstacles and lay down on the next bed.

She thinks that in places where quality and civilization are important, as a soldier, you should pay more attention to it.

She didn't want to be thought of as "military sloppy".

But Yan Tianxing meant that she was doing things for this country, with her heart and effort, she should not be bound by such small things, she can not care about these.

If it's not too sleepy, Mo Shangyun insisted that he would not choose to sleep.

But now...

Let Yan Tianxing handle the matter.

Her boyfriend made her sleep, and she didn't care about anything else.

Before closing his eyes, Mo Shangyun thought of something, and asked Yan Tianxing: "Your attending doctor is male or female?"

"Men." Yan Tianxing answered.

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun rested and closed his eyes.

As a result, Yan Tianxing glanced at her and added: "Uncle in his fifties."

Mo Shangyun: "..." What kind of energy is added, she is not afraid of small fresh meat!

*

This sleep, sleepy and sleepy, opened his eyes for an hour.

"Aren't you talking about half an hour?"

Mo Shangyun sat up sleepily, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, and asked lamentably to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing was sitting on a chair and reading the newspaper. He heard Mo Shangyun's movement and looked up. He said, "Liang Zhiqiong didn't come to you."

"..." Mo Shangyun was awake for a while, and she gave Yan Tianxing a funny look. "Yan Ye, you ask yourself, just next door, who dares to come to you?"

"That's their business." Yan Tian Xing Yun said lightly.

He won't eat them again.

If you don't have the guts, just wait for it.

"I'm going back first, and I'll come to see you again tomorrow..." Mo Shangjun went to get the lunch box after getting out of bed, but found that several of the lunch boxes were very light. She opened one easily and saw that the inside was empty and cleaned. Asked in surprise, "Have you finished?"

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing slowly folded the newspaper.

Oh, Mo Shangyun asked, "Are you full, I will bring you a little more tomorrow."

"……No need to."

He has nothing to do with washing the lunch box and sitting here to read the newspaper, there is a reason.

——Support.

However, Mo Shangjun's craftsmanship is rare, and it is easy to cook for him once, and the food is very delicious. He can't waste it anyway.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun's brain was a little faint, and nodded at random without much thought.

After not taking a good rest for a long time, suddenly lying on a comfortable bed... I really don't want to get up.

If it were not for years of self-control, she would have to stay here tonight.

Putting the newspaper aside, Yan Tianxing asked: "What time will it come tomorrow?"

"Jiang Jiang explained that there will be a meeting. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. I'm thinking about buying mooncakes or cooking classes. I will still -" Just halfway through, Mo Shangjun was stared at Yan Tianxing's eyes with scalp numbness, she sighed With a sigh of relief, "Come at noon. Is there any fruit you want to eat? By the way, bring you a little."

"Mo Xiaoyun, you are more and more intimate." Yan Tianxing hooked his lips, but he was a little bit emotional.

"..."

Mo Shangyun couldn't help but throw his eyes at him.

——Don't suggest it first.

She didn't think so much, but she was not a fool. As soon as he was dissatisfied with his words, his eyes were strange. Who could ignore it?

However, what Mo Shangyun did not expect was that Yan Tianxing was not referring to her "observing words and observing things", but that she could even think of "ask his opinion before buying fruit."

After all, Mo Shangyun has always been an "informal" person.

Etiquette is just a form.

Yan Tianxing did not perfunctory ink, accurately explain which kinds of fruits she was asked to buy.

But after he finished, he added, "I like mooncakes filled with bean paste."

"?"

Put the lunch boxes back into the ink in the bag one by one, and gave him a suspicious look.

"Tell you." Yan Tianxing said.

"...Oh." Mo Shangjun nodded and then asked, "How are you going to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Lodge in the woods, enjoy the moon with barbecue."

"Moon appreciation?" Mo Shangyun's eyebrows moved slightly, intentionally, "What if it rains?"

"Then enjoy the rain."

Yan Tianxing answered indifferently.

His eyes rolled slightly, and Mo Shangyun carried the bag with the lunch box, and walked to Yan Tianxing, with a negotiated tone: "Can you..."

Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile, "Look at your performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun leaned over and printed a kiss on his cheek.

After being actively kissed by her for a second, Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly. "So so?"

"Short sentence, shouldn't it?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow, a little bit lame.

But in Yan Tianxing's eyes, it was pure coquettish.

Can it not?

"should."

"Hey!" Mo Shangyun nodded with a smile, finger stroking his jaw, and said with a smile, "To come to see you tomorrow, pay attention to keep a distance from the nurse.

"it is good."

The smile is spoiling and charming.

For a moment, Mo Shangyun didn't want to leave.

This hook is evil.

*

After a long drag, Mo Shangyun finally carried the lunch box and left Yan Tianxing's ward.

She went to the next room and knocked on the door.

The door still didn't close. She knocked it twice and the door was pushed open by her.

Hearing the movement, Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng lying on the bed looked towards this side for the first time, their eyes full of hope.

That eager look gave Mo Shangyun the illusion of becoming a savior.

"Mo Mo, you are finally here!" Mu Cheng said with tears in her eyes, almost tears of excitement.

Mo Shangyun swept his gaze and fell to a chair, lying on Liang Zhiqiong who was sleeping on Peng Yuqiu's bed.

"Asleep?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Mo Mo, you can go back and talk to Yan Ergui. You must never be confused with Sister Xiaoliang. Look, what did we bring our innocent and lovely Sister Xiaoliang..." Mu Cheng stroked his chest. , Said sadly, "An hour! An entire hour! I was trained by her to suspect life! She said that she was tired and fell asleep, I am still in the ultimate guilt and never recovered! If you never come again, I Follow Yu Qiu to commit suicide."

"...Don't pull me on, I'm not as vulnerable as you." Peng Yuqiu couldn't help rolling his eyes at Mucheng.

Dramatic.

Leong Zhiqiong said like a tuberculosis.

——Although, Liang Zhiqiong is indeed true and trained them for an hour.

"What did you two do?"

Leaning on the door, Mo Shangyun put his hand into his pocket and asked with some amusement.

"Heaven and earth can learn, what can we do to her?" Mu Cheng immediately stated his position, "Sister Xiaoliang so cute, too late, right?"

Peng Yuqiu glanced at him, "Does it matter to you?"

Mucheng patted the bed excitedly, "My sister, why can't I spoil?"

Peng Yuqiu just wanted to say something to him, but Liang Zhiqiong, who was asleep on the hospital bed, suddenly moved.

"Zhi Qiong?"

Peng Yuqiu's attention quickly shifted to Liang Zhiqiong.

"I seem to hear Mo Shangjun's voice," Liang Zhiqiong raised his head in glares, with obvious sleep marks remaining on his face, and watery eyes staring at Peng Yuqiu confusedly, she asked curiously, "She came Yet?"

With her confused look, she saw Peng Yuqiu's heart bewildered, and he nodded subconsciously: "Come."

Beside, Mucheng quickly took out his mobile phone, opened the camera function of the mobile phone, and was ready to take pictures of Liang Zhiqiong.

Peng Yuqiu stared at Mucheng warningly, "Would you like to shoot again?"

"Sister Xiaoliang!"

Mu Cheng ignored him and shouted at Liang Zhiqiong.

Liang Zhiqiong turned his head conditionedly.

Mu Cheng suddenly snapped her two photos.

"Friends and wives, don't bully." Mo Shangyun looked at this scene with surprise, and then glanced at the next wall, saying, "Your captain is next door."

"How could I fight Sister Xiaoliang's idea?" Mu Cheng defended in panic.

"You dream of having a daughter like her all day long, is this not an idea to beat her?" Peng Yuqiu dismissed the stage with a cold face.

"...That my daughter-in-law fancy!" Mu Cheng said very wronged.

Failure to marry smoothly is something that Mucheng has always felt guilty about.

However, on the wedding day, the members of the men's first team and the women's second team actually recorded a blessing video for him and sent it to his wife.

He was so moved on the spot.

At that time, no matter what they asked, he didn't say anything, and they all answered.

Then the next day, his daughter-in-law asked him if he could get some pictures of Liang Zhiqiong. She wanted to stare at it every day. The reason was: Liang Zhiqiong in the video was cute and beautiful. She wanted to have a baby. A daughter like Liang Zhiqiong.

At that time, Mu Cheng was just blindly following the instructions of his wife, trying to get Liang Zhiqiong's photos everywhere, but in the end, his mentality was assimilated by his wife.

Later, when he saw Liang Zhiqiong, he showed his fatherly love.

It's not good to make Peng Yuqiu sick.

——His woman, the sister-in-law of Mucheng, what does that weird loving eyes mean? ! Isn't this finding fault? !

So Peng Yuqiu, the largest source of photos, did not bring a single photo to Mu Cheng.

Mucheng had no choice but to rely on himself after seeing Liang Zhiqiong... taking pictures of himself.

"Dog legs."

Peng Yuqiu did not have a good airway.

Mu Cheng hummed indifferently, who is not the same as a dog?

Seeing the two of them amused, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be happy.

There are so many dramas in the house, I really deserve to be a member of the men's team.

"Mo Shangyun, you are finally here. I have something to tell you—"

Regardless of Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu's mouth, Liang Zhiqiong put his heart on other things.

"Zhi Qiong."

Peng Yuqiu grabbed her wrist.

"I will forgive you this time. Next time, let me see you talking and laughing with her. You--" Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, "Wait for me!"

"This kind of thing will never happen again," Peng Yuqiu promised very sincerely.

Liang Zhiqiong hummed.

Mu Cheng also hummed.

Strength interprets the image of "dog legs".

"Then you..." Liang Zhiqiong's anger did not rise, his heart softened at once, "rest well."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road." Peng Yuqiu explained.

"Ok."

Liang Zhiqiong nodded.

She picked up the lunch box on the table and took two steps. Then she glanced back at Yuqiu, "I will come to see you next time."

Mu Cheng laughed aside, "Don't watch it! He will be discharged soon!"

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong stomped his feet and glared at Mu Cheng.

Mucheng quickly corrected his attitude, "We will look forward to your next arrival...including the food you bring."

Speaking of which, Mu Cheng lowered his head toward Chef Mo, and embraced his thighs extremely sincerely, "Hey! Not that I said, Mo Mo, your craft is really good! Can you, have a chance--"

"Mo Shangyun, let's go."

When Liang Zhiqiong interrupted Mu Cheng, he went straight to the door and pulled Mo Shangyun away.

Good guy, go fast.

Mu Cheng sighed with regret.

He only heard Liang Zhiqiong saying that this meal was made by Mo Shangyun...

If he knew it, he would taste it carefully.

The next meal, maybe when.

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