Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After threatening them, Mo Shangyun swaggered away.

Yan Gui, Li Liang and others consciously followed behind her, and a huge group of people turned away in a blink of an eye.

Xin Shuang recovered, and found that Duan Zimu disappeared without knowing when.

I'm afraid it's long gone.

"Brother Xin," someone came up behind him and asked incredulously, "Is that female officer really better than Qin Xue?"

Xin Shuangyi raised his eyebrows and said broadly: "You have dealt with her, do you not know it yourself?"

The man was speechless for a while.

Although I have dealt with her, but...Isn't it using a mean method? Taking advantage of the short-term blindness of his eyes, he was killed by a second, and he was too late to resist.

How to say, he could not judge Mo Shangyun's true ability.

After a while, Xin Shuang said anxiously: "She is very powerful, don't provoke in the future."

If they used to think that Li Liang was a group of people who only defended Mo Shangjun because she was a woman, she could go through this matter... It is undeniable that Mo Shangyun had this ability.

Moreover, the ability is not so simple.

The assessment only started, the road behind is still very long, and the assessments of the second and third stages are not determined. They can no longer provoke this unfathomable person.

Otherwise, they can only suffer themselves.

*

Camp.

Upon returning, Mo Shangjun bid farewell to Li Liang and others. Yan Guiben wanted to go with her, but she was stopped by her eyes.

Had no choice but to walk back together with Li Liang and them.

Seeing them walk away, Mo Shangjun took a whistle from his pocket.

This is when she went to the meeting tent to ask for a pen. She saw it afterwards. It should be Yan Tianxing. It was easy to get it.

Now it's time to go back.

If you are lucky, you can do it without knowing it.

If you are unlucky...

You can confuse the past by just writing a reason.

Carrying his whistle, Mo Shangyun came all the way to the conference tent.

The drizzle is like a needle, and I don't know when it will float again, densely packed, the night breeze is cool, and the drizzle is blowing, bringing a chill.

It was past nine, and the meeting tent was still lit.

Without much thought, Mo Shangyun went straight over, but before he reached the door, he heard the sound inside.

The night was quiet, only the sound of wind and rain, the sound came from inside, very clear.

"Yan, this is the supper just made, eat it while it's hot."

It's Ji Ruonan's voice.

Compared with the usual decisive and simple voice, there is a little more gentleness in the voice against this night.

Mo Shangyun stood there, and did not move on.

There was no sound inside.

After a moment, Mo Shangyun turned around and hung the whistle on the branch next to it, letting it hang, and then left calmly.

...

Inside the conference tent, there was a warm light.

Yan Tianxing sat at the conference table and opened the summary made by Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng.

Ji Ruonan placed the lunch box with the supper on the table and stood beside him.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyes after sweeping Mo Shangyun's results, first glanced at the steamy supper, and then looked at Ji Ruonan on the side.

Frowning slightly, there was a little displeasure.

Ji Ruonan was also very interesting, and quickly explained: "Mu Cheng did it, and I wanted to add food when I was busy. I will drop by."

It is not the right way to say it.

I just made an excuse and wanted to check it out.

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing responded indifferently.

Thinking of Mo Shangyun, who didn't even eat breakfast on time, Yan Tian Xing's eyes sank, and an unexplained emotion flashed by.

I wonder if the girl is full.

Ji Ruonan did not disturb him, told him to eat while it was hot, and turned to go out.

As soon as the person left, the meeting tent was even more deserted.

Yan Tianxing turned a page of the summary of his achievements and swept the past with ten lines at a glance, but he was a little absent-minded.

As soon as the eyelids were lifted, the line of sight inadvertently swept across the table, paused, and stopped on a stack of folders.

There should have been a whistle.

No one will take it.

I heard that Mo Shangyun had been here.

*

The night grew darker.

Mo Shangyun walked around the camp, and when he was about to turn off the lights, he wanted to go to tent 7.

She paused, determined the location, distinguished directions, and found a nearest path.

however--

Before going too far, I heard a familiar voice ahead.

It seems that Liang Zhiqiong's.

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun took light steps and walked forward slowly.

The voice became clearer.

"Peng Yuqiu, am I just not good enough for you, just to have a love relationship with you, but not to let you marry me? What do you mean by this expression?" Liang Zhiqiong's voice was angry.

Mo Shangyun made a bend, standing under the tree, hiding in a dark place, then looked up and saw two figures.

It was Liang Zhiqiong and Peng Yuqiu.

The two stood face to face, keeping a distance of about half a meter. Liang Zhiqiong clenched his hands into fists, seeming to suppress his emotions.

"Are you planning to overlord the bow?" Peng Yuqiu's voice was low, suppressing helplessness.

"Damn, it's morning." Liang Zhiqiong didn't breathe.

Frowning slightly, Peng Yuqiu reminded, "The lights are going out, go back early."

"I don't want it!" Liang Zhiqiong crosswise, "If you don't agree, I won't leave!"

"Liang Zhiqiong, you are already an adult. Can you pay attention to your size?"

"Peng Yuqiu, are you particularly sick of your brain!" Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth fiercely, "I look good, I can be a soldier and make money, and my family background is good. Being with you will not increase it for you. Financial burden. Taking out a pretty girlfriend like me will only make your face shine. You said you, what are you dissatisfied with?!"

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Mo Shangyun leaned against the tree.

Hear a slight noise in his ear.

Looking down at the watch again, it was almost three minutes before turning off the lights.

Anxious to go back, no time to listen to the foot of the wall.

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun directly raised his hand, stretched out the tree, and then retracted, a snake was struggling in her hand.