Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Mo Shangyun, you let me go."

Liang Zhiqiong did not yell at Mo Jun, but just pouted, and there was a little more choking in his words.

"follow me."

Noting that Liang Zhiqiong's mood was not right, the ink on his eyes slightly moved. After glancing at Peng Yuqiu, he pulled Liang Zhiqiong away.

Liang Zhiqiong gave a sigh and broke his wrist twice, but she didn't break free. She looked back at Peng Yuqiu, who was standing at the same place. She didn't even look at it.

Liang Zhiqiong was anxious and really followed Mo Shangyun honestly.

Pulling Liang Zhiqiong and walking for about three minutes, Mo Shangyun stopped in a remote place.

Loosing Liang Zhiqiong's wrist, Mo Shangyun turned around, facing Liang Zhiqiong directly.

Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head and held the wrist with one hand. The previous flame disappeared completely, replaced by the unsolicited loneliness.

Looking at her up and down, Mo Jun raised her eyebrows, "Do you know that you are wrong?"

Liang Zhiqiong hesitated and said nothing.

She couldn't control her temper.

It's not intentionally clamoring with Peng Yuqiu where people come and go...

"I blame him." Liang Zhiqiong pouted.

"The brain is mature," Mo Shangyun frowned. "As an instructor, he was screamed by you in the sky, and it was already upbringing to not do it with you."

Liang Zhiqiong stomped violently, "Who told him to call another woman?"

"One yard to one yard," Mo Shangyun stared at her, and said coldly, "Here is training, he is an instructor, and it is his freedom to call anyone."

Liang Zhiqiong bit his lip corner and was wronged.

After a brief pause, Mo Shangyun continued: "In other words, who are you? Are you sure of his relationship with him? Even his mother has no right to stop him from associating with him. What is your position?"

"You--" Liang Zhiqiong was angry, staring at her angrily, "You help him too!"

"Stand up."

The ink on the ink was cold, and the tone was a bit harsh.

Almost subconsciously, Liang Zhiqiong stood upright.

After the reflection came, Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Shangyun with resentment.

What is a nest of snakes and rats? !

Mo Shangyun and Peng Yuqiu are just that!

The two are definitely colluding!

"Again, do you know what's wrong?" Mo Shangjun stepped forward and asked Liang Zhiqiong word by word.

"I……"

Liang Zhiqiong opened his mouth and was out of anger, but Mo Shangjun's cold eyes fell on his body, bringing invisible pressure, forcing her to think rationally about the problems that Mo Shangjun said.

Yes, she did fire.

You should not lose your temper with Peng Yuqiu wherever people go; you should not pursue Peng Yuqiu just because Peng Yuqiu made a phone call;

In the camp, she was just a student, and Peng Yuqiu was an instructor.

The behavior she just did was that the trainees were rude to the instructors, and Peng Yuqiu could make her get out!

Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath and shouted four words reluctantly, "I know I'm wrong!"

"Where is wrong?" Mo Shangyun asked.

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, "lost his temper, not realizing his identity."

After a pause, Mo Shangyun said, "What else?"

Suddenly for a moment, Liang Zhiqiong did not respond for a moment, blinked, "What else?"

"stupid."

Mo Shangjun spit out a word coldly.

"I tell you, this is a personal attack!" Liang Zhiqiong was irritable.

She is stupid!

Damn, her family is stupid!

"I state the truth." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

"fart!"

Liang Zhiqiong was flushed with rage.

Mo Shangyun flashed, quickly evading her saliva attack.

Liang Zhiqiong stomped his feet and wished to fight with Mo Shangyun once, but he raised his fist and realized that he was only beaten, and he resisted.

Grandma has a bear, grandma and grandma are generous and don't care about her!

"Tell me what the situation is."

With his hands around his chest, Mo Shangyun walked over from the side and asked her slowly.

Glancing at her quickly, Liang Zhiqiong muttered in disgust: "Gossip."

The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that I could not hear the sound of the training ground, nor could I hear the sound of footsteps and speeches in the distance. So that Liang Zhiqiong's two words clearly fell into the ink on the ear.

"Don't say I'm gone."

Mo Shangjun finished shrugging his shoulders, turned around and left.

In a hurry, Liang Zhiqiong raised her arm and grabbed her arm, and hurriedly said, "Walk, I said I said."

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at her, "Hurry up."

...Fuck!

Make yourself begging her to listen!

Liang Zhiqiong was too depressed to grind his teeth.

but--

It’s really uncomfortable now, really uncomfortable. There are some words on the side of the ink. Although it’s uncomfortable, I don’t always think about it.

As a result, Liang Zhiqiong chose to "compromise for perfection".

"Since I went back to the exam, Peng Yuqiu didn’t take care of me. I came to the training camp for so long, and I didn’t see him take the initiative to come to me once. I didn’t see him in training at night. Looking for him, it turned out..." Speaking of which, Liang Zhiqiong bit his lip. "As a result, this **** is actually calling someone else, sneaky, my mother, I heard it together, it's still a woman. Very young. Kind! Absolutely not fucking!"

"Especially, do you know," Liang Zhiqiong said, and the anger burst out, "he was very gentle, when he called me, it was definitely not such a tone! That is-the last time when I baked sweet potatoes , Instructor Yan said the same to you!"

Liang Zhiqiong said more and more angry, and his face was flushed, so he could not wait to rush back to fight with Peng Yuqiu.

Leng Buding mentioned "Yuan Instructor", and Mo Shangyun froze for a moment before he thought of "when roasting sweet potatoes".

Probably, during the March assessment, Liang Zhiqiong refused to eat the whole snake feast. Run her to rub the sweet potato.

Mo Shangyun asked, "How long have you chased him?"

After thinking about it, Liang Zhiqiong calculated silently in his heart, and finally said: "The third year of high school begins to chase, five or six years."

Mo Shangyun was happy, "He hasn't agreed after chasing for so long, do you not give up yet?"

"This..." Liang Zhiqiong was choked, and his face was red, and he retorted, "What does this have to do with what I just said?"

"You have no right to stop him from associating with other people." Mo Shangyun said coolly.

Liang Zhiqiong frowned, and his temper tumbled up again. "Do you think he hooked up with another woman?"

"I didn't say that." Mo Shangyun shrugged.

Liang Zhiqiong said angrily: "You clearly mean that."

Mo Shangjun twitched her mouth, raised her hand and patted her training cap. The brim immediately fell down, covering most of Liang Zhiqiong's face.

"What are you doing."

Liang Zhiqiong pushed his hat at night and stared at Mo Shangyun irritably.

"Go wash your face."

Mo Shangjun raised his hand and pointed to the tap beside him.

"Why?" Liang Zhiqiong looked puzzled.

"Calm down." Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong's pestle stayed in place and did not move.

"This is an order." Mo Shangjun's voice sank, and his tone was full of threats.

"Fuck!"

Liang Zhiqiong scolded. Although he was irritated, he was still humiliated by the infamous power of Mo Shangyun. He honestly went to the faucet beside him, took off his hat and started to wash his face.

It was a row of faucets with a pool underneath for the soldiers to use.

Liang Zhiqiong's hat was placed on the other faucet at hand, and he took a handful of water and poured it on his face. After a few times, he directly extended his head under the faucet. The cool water column rushed over the head and poured a lot of dry hair. Wet.

Mo Shangjun stood aside and looked at him with a frown.

The water splashed all over, wet my hair, wet the placket, and the sleeves were wet by the water column.

For a while, Liang Zhiqiong, who was soaked for nearly half of his life, turned off the faucet, wiped his face at will, stood up, and turned to face Ink Jun.

The roadside lights were dim, and Liang Zhiqiong stood halfway in the shadow of the tree. His short hair was wet on his face and neck. Without rubbing, the water quickly fell along the hair onto the clothes. The delicate and beautiful face appeared in light and shadow. The whole person looked embarrassed at the moment.

After condensing all the publicity and pride, she stood by the faucet so quietly, her sense of existence returned to zero.

"All right."

Liang Zhiqiong said to the ink with a dumb voice.

The previously shining eyes also appeared a little dull at the moment.

Mo Shangyun walked past, but walked past her and came to the faucet, took off the hat hanging on it, and then turned to Liang Zhiqiong.

As soon as the hand was lifted, it was put on Liang Zhiqiong's watery hair.

Liang Zhiqiong turned his head slightly. At that moment, her eyes were sad and sad. She asked lowly, "Mo Shangyun, does he really have someone he likes?"