Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

That night, Mo Shangjun and Chen Lu drank until midnight. ``''

Barbecue restaurant people, I don’t know when, but gradually, there are only two or three people sitting at the table.

Mo Shangyun helped Chen Lu leave.

Looking at the one that can drink the most, it was the first to fall.

Helping Chen Lu all the way to the door of his noodle shop, just opened the door, I heard the phone ringing.

Letting the mobile phone ring, Mo Shangjun helped Chen Lu enter the door, casually found a chair, let Chen Lu sit down, and then took the phone out.

The call came from Mo Shangshuang.

Mo Shangyun called back.

"brother."

The phone was handed to the ear, and Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket, his voice was impregnated with the evening wind, adding a cool meaning.

"when are we leaving?"

Over the phone, Mo Shangshuang asked directly.

Squinting slightly, Mo Shangyun leaned down, facing the evening breeze, saying, "Tomorrow."

"I'll send you." Mo Shangshuang said.

Mo Shangyun smiled, "No."

"I have prepared a birthday gift for you," Speaking of this, Mo Shangshuang's voice paused, and then said, "And my parents' share."

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun slightly frowned.

She is approaching her birthday.

"Yes," Mo Shangyun responded in one breath. "At two o'clock in the afternoon, the airport."

Mo Shangshuang didn't respond immediately, and after a short pause, he suddenly asked, "Where is Uncle Chen?"

"Ok."

"Where do you sleep tonight?"

Mo Shangyun hesitated and said, "Hotel."

"Give me the address," Mo Shangshuang said decisively, "I'll pick you up at the hotel tomorrow."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun followed the memory and told him the name of the hotel.

She hadn't booked a hotel yet. Fortunately, when she came on the road, she paid attention to the surrounding buildings and didn't expose the cream on the ink.

"Go to rest early." Mo Shangshuang confessed.

"know."

Mo Shangyun persevered and hung up the phone.

Receiving the phone, Mo Shangyun glanced at the long street, then highlighted his tone and turned back to Chen Ji Noodle House.

Chen Lu sat for a while, sober, sitting on a chair, lowering his head, raising his hand to press his eyebrows, two thick eyebrows frowned tightly.

"Girl."

Hearing Mo Shangjun's voice coming in, Chen Lu suddenly raised her voice and called her.

"how?"

"The previous one, who always accompanied your crazy boy, where did he go?" Chen Lu raised his head and looked at Mo Shangyun with some doubt.

The ink on the ink was slightly cool, and asked quietly, "Which one?"

"It's the one who often comes to you and runs around with you, what's the name..." Chen Lu frowned more tightly.

You shouldn’t drink so much before you know it.

The brain is confused.

"I guess it's dead."

Mo Shangyun's voice is faint, without any emotion.

"You girl..." Chen Lu glanced at her and then asked, "Why, have you quarreled with him?"

"No."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

Chen Lu looked at her carefully, and didn't see anything strange. After a pause, he said: "Speaking of it, in a few days, it will be 22, shall we find an object?"

Mo Shangyun looked at him speechlessly.

"Go to the back room," pointed to a door toward the back room, and Chen Lu waved his hand. "The second drawer in the cabinet, took a box."

Mo Shangyun thought about it, entered the house, and took out the box as Chen Lu said.

The wooden box, but the slap is big, I don't know what to hold

Approaching Chen Lu, Mo Shangjun just wanted to hand him the wooden box and heard his voice: "Give you a birthday gift."

The corner of the mouth was drawn on the ink.

What happened this year, everyone is thinking about her birthday.

Open the wooden box.

At the top, there is a piece of paper with five characters written on it—[Girl's Dowry].

Down, pressing a jade bracelet.

"It was originally a dowry prepared for you, but I guess it is difficult for you to marry out. Simply you are going to have a birthday, just give it to you as a birthday gift." Chen Lu said here, shaking his head, it seemed right The sudden decision is also very helpless.

"..."

Mo Shangyun was speechless for a while.

"Right, your mother came here yesterday." Chen Lu said again.

"Oh?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

"I came here to find you, but when you were not there, I ate the bowl of noodles and left." Chen Ludao.

"..."

The corner of the mouth was drawn on the ink.

She has a mobile phone and her whereabouts are not hidden. If you want to find her, don't say to call her, just ask Mo Cang and Mo Shangshuang.

Good guy, run straight here, pure luck?

"Okay, just cheated your brother. Hurry to the hotel and have a good rest." Chen Lu waved his hand toward Mo Shangyun. "You don't need to come tomorrow, let's go."

Mo Shangyun hesitated a little and said, "You take a break early."

"know."

Chen Lu continued to wave his hand, wishing that she would leave earlier.

Mo Shangjun glanced at him, picked up his backpack and put it on his left shoulder. When he left, he glanced back at this side before going out.

When she walked out of the door two steps, Chen Lu raised her head and looked out of the door.

Staring at Mo Shangjun's back, he waited until Mo Shangyun walked away, his figure disappeared, and his eyes slowly returned.

Halfway through, he whispered a few words: This girl.

*

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Mo Shangyun, who got up early, ate a breakfast at the hotel, packed his things, and waited until Mo Shangshuang's phone before leaving the room and waiting for him at the door of the hotel.

Mo Shangshuang picked her up in a jeep.

The car stopped at the feet without even the door coming out. Mo Shangyun only saw a silhouette of the figure through the open car window, and then heard the sound of ink on frost—

"Come up."

Mo Shangyun opened the co-pilot's door openly and sat down.

After wearing the seat belt, Mo Shangyun turned his head down and looked at Moshuang Frost.

Mo Shangshuang, wearing a camouflage training uniform, did not wear a collar and armbands, put his hands on the steering wheel, and started to start the car.

A training cap was on his head, and half of his face was exposed under the brim. When the car turned, there was a lot of sunlight coming in from the window and slantingly sloping on his body. The side face where he saw suddenly darkened a little. The outline is dyed with dazzling light edges, and the facial lines are mature and tough.

Mo Shangshuang inherited the good genes of Mo Ma, thick eyebrows, Dan Feng eyes, and the facial features are very beautiful, but also inherited the style of Mo Cang, but it will not be misunderstood about gender.

After Mo Shangjun got in the car, Mo Shangshuang drove the car all the time. He didn't tell Mo Shangyun in half a sentence.

"brother."

Bored idle, Mo Shangyun called him.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun took off the peaked cap and put his arms around him, looking straight ahead, "Mom went to Chen Ji Noodle House the day before yesterday and said he was looking for me."

"know."

"What do you want me to do?" Mo Shangyun asked.

Mo Shangshuang turned her head and glanced at her, shattering her weak mother-daughter relationship with her mouth, "She is going to see Uncle Chen, it is an excuse to find you."

"..."

Mo Shangyun supports the amount.

If so...

"Recently she's hooked on calligraphy." Mo Shangshuang said suddenly.

"Then?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

"The birthday gift I prepared for you is a calligraphy and painting." Then, Mo Shangshuang looked at the red light in front of his eyes, stopped the car, and then raised his finger to his back. "It's all behind."

Mo Shangyun paused, and finally got up and stretched out his arms to get the bags behind him.

The largest bag contains a calligraphy and painting.

It's fatal, it's also framed.

Mo Shangjun held the calligraphy and painting, paused for two seconds, and opened the calligraphy and painting after being mentally prepared.

In the eyes, there are four big characters with dragons and phoenixes and no sense of beauty.

loyalty.

No payment.

"..."

His eyes swept the words several times, his face blackened with black ink, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

I really want to teach this amazing woman what real calligraphy is.

"Does she know what these words mean?" Mo Shangyun's voice was eerie.

Mo Shangshuang looked at her with some sympathy in her expression.

I didn't have the heart to tell her that these words were still written by my mother. I should have read the biography of Yue Fei in Song History before writing.

Rolling up the calligraphy and painting, Mo Shangyun threw it back, and frosted toward the ink: "Send you."

Mo Shangshuang continued to drive, and said seriously: "Can't stand it."

"..."

Ink on Jun Yun's face was black, and he didn't even think about the two remaining gifts, and threw them back.

Mo Shangshuang gave her a glance.

At home, the mother's status as the first adult has never been passively shaken.

Mo Shangyun is still tender.

Nowhere along the way.

Mo Shangshuang took Mo Shangyun to lunch, and then sent him to the airport.

When Mo Shangjun got off the bus, Mo Shangshuang handed the birthday gift to Mo Shangjun's hand—especially the bag with calligraphy and painting, which was steadily handed to Mo Shangjun.

If it is possible, Mo Shangshuang will probably smear Mo Shangyun's fingers one by one and hold the bag tightly to avoid any accidents along the way.

With those few bags, Mo Shangyun walked without any regrets, and was even a little lucky.

After a few more days, there might be more than calligraphy and painting.

Mo Shangshuang didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood on the spot, watching Mo Shangyun enter the airport, and then slowly retracted his sight.

Little girl, no matter what, all the way.

This way, well.

This life, too.