Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

There was a shower in the bathroom.

Pattered.

Under such movements, even if Mo Shangjun was keen in hearing, he could not hear the movement of the bedroom slightly opening the door.

There is light and shadow floating on the glass door, and it is not clear. The shadow of the shadow is enough. The sound of the water in the shower seems to be rhythmic, and the sound is pounding in my heart.

The throat knot rolls up and down twice.

The eyes darkened gradually.

Tong Mo Shangyun said that this time he went out to "recruit", and by the way "dating", he actually fell out.

The drunkard does not mean wine.

During the National Day, I was not busy for the past few days, and everything was in the back. During these two trips, he was on leave with the brigade.

Not traveling, but asking for leave.

Mo Shangyun also incidentally informed the brigade.

However, he has been to gS9 for many years, and I don't know how many vacations he has saved. Only when he often went to Ancheng to find Mo Shangyun last year, he used the vacations of that year. But the accumulated holidays are enough to spend a few honeymoons.

This time, "cheating" Mo Shangyun, one is due to habit, want to see a good seedling, ask Lu Chengshu the meaning. The second is to fear that Mo Shangyun's workaholic shouldn't be tossing some moths and can only press her with "work".

I never thought that Mo Shangyun was "tortured" by work for a long time and became a habit...

When thinking of the picture of her reflection on her head, Yan Tianxing felt angry and suffocated like blocking cotton balls.

Things must be reversed.

After standing for a while, Yan Tianxing opened the wardrobe, took his own robe and walked out of the bedroom.

This suite is not large, with three bedrooms and two halls. There are two bathrooms, one is attached to the master bedroom and the other is public.

He was panicked, but didn't want to delay time.

*

In the bathroom.

The water spray sprayed from above wets the whole body.

The water fell down along the top of the head, the hair was wet, and it fell down softly, and Mo Shangyun closed his eyes, and a stream of water slipped from the eyelid.

Old things come out, even when they are calm when speaking, and the emotions are not intense, but when I calm down and think about it, all the impressive pictures are rapidly alternating, passing through one scene after another, without rules and order, they are just not affected by Burst out in a controlled manner.

This memory, compared with the present tranquility, made her uneasy.

It's like stepping in the mud, not knowing the depth, the moment of disappointment.

Only when she devoted herself to work did she feel no sorry for them.

So calm down after playing, there is always an indescribable sense of guilty surge.

A choking sensation.

Pressure everywhere...

The denseness made her bore.

Breathing lightly, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes, water droplets splashed in his eyes, and a layer of moist light was plated on his eyes, bright and shiny.

Reaching to turn off the shower, Mo Shangjun reached out to press the shampoo, but at the moment when the sound of the water disappeared, I heard the sound of the bedroom door being closed.

Click.

Very light.

Instantly, extremely quiet.

Mo Shangyun paused, thinking of Yan Tianxing's picture when he was close at hand, those flamboyant scenes, scene after scene, quickly replacing the previously uncontrolled ones, and his face became slightly wrong.

Fuck.

Full of warmth**.

How did you get this kind of depravity? !

Wow, sorrowful, ink sorrow grief.

*

I don't know how complicated the mind is, Mo Shangyun deliberately rubbed it for a while after taking a shower.

For example, she was so rare that she thought of blowing her hair.

It's a pity that her hair is too short, plus the dry air this season, the hair dryer blows her hair fresh and natural and loose within two minutes.

There was still water mist on the glass in the bathroom, and the figure in the mirror was fuzzy. Ink was collected and glanced confidently after the hair dryer was collected. I felt that the hair blown out in the blurry picture was first-class. Craftsmanship, teacher Tony of the senior barber shop is no exception.

In fact, this hair, not to mention using a comb, didn't even grab a hand.

So Mo Shangyun came out of the bathroom confidently and confidently with a mess of blown hair.

There was no one in the bedroom. After Mo Shanjun glanced around, he suddenly felt a little sleepy and yawned to open the bedroom door.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he just met Yan Tianxing who came out after bathing.

Yan Tianxing did not put on his dressing gown, but only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, covering the cover, revealing his figure.

Healthy skin tone, the water droplets on the skin are not wiped, and the water droplets drip down the hair tips.

Sliding down the cheek to the lower jaw, gliding over the protruding throat knot and collarbone, mixed with a mysterious magic spewed out a series of winding arcs, disappeared after leaving a short trace of his strong and powerful body.

The eyes are slightly wet, the pupils are bright, dark like an abyss, but they are extremely attractive.

Evil charm, evil spirits.

A picture of a fragrant and attractive beauty bathing out.

It wasn’t the first time I saw Yan Tianxing’s figure, but every time I saw it, I was surprised.

Perfect figure, no trace of fat, all muscles are appropriate, every inch of skin shows his male charm.

The "honor" on the body is increasing everywhere, the most distinctive is the marks of the two stitches left last time. However, there is no trace of ugliness in his texture that is full of strength at first glance, but it looks like a unique charm.

Wild, wild, hard.

Every scar is fascinating, and his mark is his glory.

Mo Shangyun flew a whistle and surveyed his figure generously.

"Sexy!"

Very straightforward!

"rogue."

After thinking for a long time, Yan Tianxing could only think of these two words.

Mo Shangyun shrugged his shoulders, climbed up the pole, and said arrogantly: "I'm not a rogue on the first day, did you know?"

"If you have a thief's heart and no guts, you can talk about it."

With a glance at the empty shelf of ink on Jun, Yan Tianxing strode toward Mo Shangjun on a sandals.

At a certain distance, his mouth was slippery, but his eyes were getting closer and closer, and Mo Shangyun was a bit empty.

No, she has been ill recently... In Yan Tianxing, it is always easy to control.

All of the best is fed to the dog in the gentle trap that he has done.

She is now susceptible to thieves.

But she doesn't really want to be disadvantaged by "addiction to beauty"...

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to speak.

Thinking so, Yan Tianxing has already stood close to him.

Yan Tianxing laughed arrogantly, and the slow and wide smile easily disturbed the clear water.

"Look, it's empty!"

Yan Tianxing hooked the corners of his lips, reached out and touched on the cheeks of Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun stepped back half a step and waved his hand out, "Don't ask for trouble!"

When the words fell, Yan Tianxing leaned forward, grabbed her waist with one hand, and forcibly pulled people forward.

In terms of strength confrontation, Mo Shangyun is not as good as Yan Tianxing, a man with strong body, perennial training and half a head taller than himself. He was forcibly drawn into the arms by him when he didn't come and resisted.

The autumn gowns are very thin. Although they are pure cotton, they have no thickness. And it can't cover the whole body, the 3/4 sleeves, the hem but the knee, the upper body is loose and loose, although the block can be blocked, it can't bear the devastation.

After a little tugging, he slid half of his shoulders, his fair skin pricked Yan Tianxing's eyes, and when his fingers flicked, he felt the tender and smooth touch, the wild uncontrolled outbreak that had been suppressed for a long time.

I wanted to tease her first, but I couldn't control the ink on the wall uncontrollably.

Kissing her lips with her head bowed down, she was mixed with tenderness in a rough way, or chewed, sucked, or rubbed, teased when touched, and vented when exerted, but either heavy or light can be confusing .

The kiss fell like rain, and it fell down like a storm. His hands were not idle, and the flames could be lifted through the cloth, but he still had to pull apart and touch...

His knee rested between her legs, pushing her against the wall and encircling her arms, but she was made completely at a disadvantage, swearing in her heart but involuntarily catering.

The body is soft and muddy.

Just after the soft touch, without the posture of life and death, it has a wonderful chemical reaction.

Where is this coming from?

living room!

The coolness brought by the flaking of the clothes surprised Mo Shangyun. The unconscious Mo Shangyun, who was tortured by this provocative method, quickly recovered a trace of Qingming.

Buzz...

Buzz...

Buzz...

The silent phone on the table is constantly shaking.

The two moved stiffly and their eyes widened.

After a moment of stunnedness, Mo Shangyun gathered his nightgown up to cover the part where the spring appeared.

The finger hooked her jaw. Yan Tianxing did not intend to stop, but kissed twice, but the annoying voice never stopped.

Buzz...

Buzz...

Buzz...

"I'll answer the phone."

Mo Shangyun's voice was hoarse, and his throat was a little dry, and all the words he spoke were steaming.

Yan Tianxing hugged her with a fate, and after a few seconds of delay, the voice was low and irritated, "Isn't it your dad again?"

"..."

When thinking of Mocang's very timely phone call, Mo Shangyun's eyebrows collapsed and he felt helpless for a while.

If it is true, then Mo Cang must be Yan Tianxing's nemesis...

"Don't cry or cry, I will come back immediately."

Fingers scratched Yan Tianxing's prickly hair, and Mo Shangyun placated with a childish tone.

"Mo Shangyun, you will die if you don't pick things up?" Yan Tianxing was already irritated. After being so touched and coaxed by her, she almost broke into pieces on the spot, and he resisted threatening softly in her ear, " Believe it or not, I can do it for you on the phone?"

"..."

For a man with evil fire, she still don’t want to mess with it.

Mo Shangyun was more disciplined, patting him on the shoulder and beckoning him to let himself go.

Yan Tianxing wasn't wearing clothes, her upper body was naked. Her soft, warm claws could beat Yan Tianxing like a horse.

The phone was called once, and just two seconds later, the second call came back.

Yan Tian Xing was helpless and could only bite the earlobe on the ink bite revengely.

The eardrops that were red and glamorous were sucked by him like this, Mo Shangyun felt that the whole person was floating, and the feeling of crispness was all over the body, and the eyes were red and moist, wet, and they were sharp. It was all itching, and even glared at Yan Tianxing with a little bit of anger.

Pampering...

Yan Tianxing pulled back and finally released her reluctantly.

Mo Shangjun settled his mind, and after a while, he walked to the table to answer the phone.

At first glance, it really came from Mo Cang.

At a glance at the remarks, she glanced at Yan Tianxing, and Yan Tianxing immediately realized that her entire face was as dark as charcoal, and her aura was low.

"dad."

Mo Shangjun answered the phone.

"What are you doing, so long before answering the phone?" Mo Cang opened his mouth and asked in a deep voice.

Turning his back, Mo Shangyun raised his **** and pinched his eyebrows to calm himself down and replied: "I didn't see it."

"You will not be with Yan Tianxing again?" Mo Cang was quite suspicious.

"...Is there anything?" Mo Shangyun changed the subject.

"The two of you are together again?"

The accuracy of the sixth sense makes Mo Cang extremely hot.

Someone in the family group sent a message, Mo Cang glanced at it, but when he saw Mo Shangyun sent a circle of friends, he clicked in and looked at it.

I didn't think, besides Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing's...

It looks like the connection between buying food together and going back to cooking!

Mo Cang's alarm bell is a masterpiece, quickly called to verify.

did not expect……

"Correct."

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun decided not to hide.

"When is this time?" Mo Cang almost growled.

There was no sound in the living room, even the TV sound was turned off, and Mo Cang's voice came very clearly.

Even Yan Tianxing heard it clearly.

"I don't know, it depends..." Mo Shangyun absently perfunctory.

As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Shangyun felt cold.

Two fierce and dangerous eyes came straight from the rear, forcing Tian Ling to tremble.

Mo Shangyun felt like he was being sniped.

In one second, I died back and forth many times.

However, Mo Cang was also very dissatisfied with her answer, "Depending on the situation?! What do you look like when you are divided and combined?!

"Brother Cang, cut an apple."

Along with the sound of the door opening and closing, Cen's voice floated gently.

Mo Cang's training words stopped in time.

After a few seconds' pause, Mo Cang finally chose his daughter-in-law, throwing a sentence "I'll find you again someday!" to Mo Shangyun, and then hung up very happily.

Dad, we'll chatter again...

Mo Shangyun held the posture of holding the phone, dumbfounded.

The crisis behind him was getting closer and closer, and she could even feel the heat coming behind her.

His breath was woven into an airtight web, coming from all directions, entwining her with no room to break free.

Not good.

Not good...

In front is the dining table, on the right is the dining chair, on the left...

Mo Shangyun glanced at the sight, looking for a lifeline, but just moved a little carefully, the phone on the ear side was taken away, and the strong right arm wrapped around her waist from the back side.

The person behind leaned over and pressed her tightly, close to her ear, and her low voice was filled with anger, "Mo Shangyun, do you still want to play with me?"

"No……"

As soon as Mo Shangjun's voice was spoken, the voice of explanation floated.

The belt around his waist was pulled apart, his hand was blamed on his waist, and there was a tendency to go down. The thin lips lingered on the side of the neck. The fire that had just calmed was lifted at the shortest and fastest speed. In the past, it became more simple, simple, and direct, but the flame also burned most vigorously.

All his movements were angered, and the aggravated force was no longer the gentleness before, but it felt even worse. Set aside everything, go straight to the center, and concentrate your soul.

Was turned back, Mo Shangyun gasped for him gently.

Even Hun'er was rubbed freely by him. According to his mood, it was strangely shaped, and she was burned so that she couldn't find the side of Hun'er.

"I really don't."

His arm was hooked to his neck, and Mo Shangjun gritted his teeth to say the whole sentence.

Yan Tianxing did not speak, only responsible for ignition.

Thin sweat beads ooze out of the skin, and the eyes are cold, and the clinging skin makes them mixed together, and it is not clear who is who.

The auntie who bought the nightgown was really bells and whistles, and now the nightdress became a decoration...

Mo Shangyun took the time to complain in his heart, and then exerted a little effort, clenching his teeth to warn Yan Tianxing to go to the bedroom.

At the next moment, she was hugged directly by her waist, arms around her with strong arms, and led her into the bedroom.

...

Disarm and surrender.

Mo Shangyun made the decision very simply.

The bedding is brand new, because of the cleansing fragrance with softener, the smell of him wrapped into the nose.

The night is quiet and peaceful, and Ding Dian's voice is amplified in his ear, which is very clear and clear.

Even the senses are enlarged countless times.

Ups and downs.

Sometimes it is like a fish in a dry river. It is difficult to breathe. It is exposed to the sun and let anyone slaughter. It is desperate to save life by the cool spring water.

Sometimes it looks like an eagle with folded wings, squally wind and rain, sky lightning and thunder, looking up at the sky, desperately waiting for the sun to clear the clouds.

Simply giving up resistance, a little loss of reason, a little sinking of senses.

More exhausting than fighting a battle.

...

At dawn, the night is quiet and the sky is ink.

The curtains were drawn, no light penetrated, and the room was dark.

The punctual circadian body clock, after a night of utter chaos and indulgence, was not mistaken.

Mo Shangyun woke up in a sweet and steady sleep on time.

Embracing her arms allowed her to quickly regain consciousness, but in the process of her body function slowly recovering, she remembered who was lying beside...

The fierce and fragrant scenes of last night twirled in my mind, playing back and forth like a slide show, and Mo Shangyun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

All the bones were crushed and reorganized, and each bone felt strange and uncontrolled.

He was curled up in his arms, his head pressed against his chest, so reliant and put down the alert posture, which made Mo Shangyun panic and difficult to adapt.

She planned to take advantage of Yan Tianxing to fall asleep and break away from his arms. She didn't think that his strength was very strong. She was hard to shake with a little force, and the movement was a little bigger, so it is inevitable that there will be bumps.

"Still touch?"

Suddenly, she tightened her arms and pressed a voice over her head.

Hoarse, low, a little sleepy, but caught fire.

Another kind of evil fire is burning vigorously.

Mo Shangyun refused to show his weakness, and found a complaint, "Why didn't you wear a coat?"

Damn, he wore a pair of pants after the shower!

The upper body is undressed and unobstructed. The two are so close together that there is almost no distance. Can they be "touched" without a slight movement?

His body looks stylish and feels great to the touch. It seems that every time he touches, he can feel the power hidden under the texture lines.

Safe and reliable.

This is not the same as the feeling of security you give yourself.

But, fatally.

"For your welfare," Yan Tianxing asked in a hoarse voice, close to her ear, "Don't you like it?"

"..."

Because it is true, Mo Shangyun did not refute.

However, someone who had just woke up, refused to rest, pressed her to start chaos again, and spared no effort to start ignition again.

He pushed him with his palm, but it was covered with his hot chest, and his teeth were clenched with ink, "Are you a beast?"

"Hmm." Yan Tianxing clung to her with her earlobe, saying one by one, "It's not like you, just say no, counsel."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was speechless.

In the beautiful morning, it was supposed to be a fresh moment to breathe fresh air and sweat on the training ground, but now...

Fallen!

Beauty is confusing, it's terrible.

...

Mo Shangyun fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sky was completely bright.

Even though the curtains are tight, you can still see the edges of the rays of light.

The environment of the community is good, there are birds crying, and no bird can be heard, but it sounds soft and clear, and it sounds good.

Occasionally, Mo Shangyun can hear the noise of the community, most of them are adults with children, cheering and jumping, the children's clear voice is particularly loud.

Mo Shangjun lay on the soft and warm blanket, opened his eyes and listened to the sound, but did not want to move at all.

Countless times with emotion "decay", making Mo Shangyun grieved and angry.

Yan Tianxing seemed to wake up in her half-dream and half-wake, her hand protruding from the bed to the other side, and still feel the residual temperature left by him.

No, she should think about something serious.

Somehow, Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something—

The next moment, she turned and sat up.

At the same time, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Yan Tianxing, who was well-dressed, appeared at the door.

As soon as Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, he met Yan Tianxing's eyes.

An indescribable resentment suddenly came to my mind, but when the eyebrows overflowed from the corners of the eyes, it turned into another style.

"Are you going to Senior Xu this morning?" Mo Shangyun, who was not aware of it, raised his hand and grabbed his hair, then asked Yan Tianxing hoarsely.

"...Don't look at me like this, get dressed."