Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

When Mo Shangyun went back, he met Peng Yuqiu.

The two glanced at each other, and no one spoke, so they left consciously.

However, after walking a distance, Mo Shangyun glanced back and carefully looked at the position where Peng Yuqiu stood before—

Standing there, you can see the training ground.

Mo Shangyun turned around and went directly to the cafeteria.

...

In the evening training at night, Mo Shangjun focused on the situation of Xialiang Zhiqiong.

Compared with the afternoon, Liang Zhiqiong's condition at night has obviously improved. Although occasionally there will be some small mistakes, they have not reached the point of deducting points.

The further back, the more focused Liang Zhiqiong is, and the results remain very good.

However, whether Liang Zhiqiong has really adjusted himself, Mo Shangyun still dare not make a conclusion. After all, when you train at night, Peng Yuqiu trains over the male soldiers, and Liang Zhiqiong can't see it at all.

When the two teams collided several times, Liang Zhiqiong would also subconsciously watch Peng Yuqiu.

Although he restrained himself, any subtle eyes and movements were extremely obvious.

In terms of not affecting the scores, Mo Shangyun did not consider this little action with Liang Zhiqiong.

On the first night, Liang Zhiqiong passed through smoothly without any penalty.

After nine o'clock, Group B also detained two people. Mo Shangyun noticed that Yan Gui and Xiang Yongming, who were about to end their training, unkindly added ten more laps to both of them. Female students who are still working hard to complete the training.

Yan Guihe Xiang Yongming screamed mournfully and continued to run in the dark without tears.

"Instructor Mo."

Just as Mo Shangjun was bored, a soft shout came from behind.

I have already heard the moving ink on the back, and I glanced at the Tang poem that came forward quickly, without any accident.

"How?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

"That," Tang Shi paused, and then walked towards Mo Jun, "I want to tell you something about Liang Zhiqiong."

"Say."

"This afternoon, Liang Zhiqiong's situation is a bit wrong. At first, many students were unhappy, but now everyone forgive her. Although we don't know what happened to Liang Zhiqiong, we will try to restore Liang Zhiqiong to his previous state. So... …"

Speaking of which, Tang Shi stopped talking.

As the same dormitory, she really wanted to say good things to Liang Zhiqiong, but she didn’t know what punishment Mo Shangjun gave Liang Zhiqiong, so... so many words were said before, because they were worried about Liang Zhiqiong News.

"Relax, let her write only three thousand words for review." Mo Shangyun lifted her eyelids, seeming to inadvertently glance at the bushes behind Tang Shi, "Of course, if something happens, let her write a few thousand more. The review of the word is not impossible."

Tang Shi opened his eyes in amazement.

Although he didn’t see anything strange on Mo Shangjun’s face, he intuitively told her very accurately—

Mo Shangyun already knew that the rest of the group was eavesdropping.

Their plan is to fight with wheels, one after another, to plead with Mo Jun.

"Instructor Mo, there will be no accidents!"

The eyes of Tang Shi's eyes turned, and he assured him to Mo Shangyun.

At the same time, he stretched his hands backwards and gestured to the students who were hiding behind the bushes—hurry up and walk quickly.

The students realized that they clearly felt the air-conditioning on the side of Mo Shangyun, and stopped immediately, and ran in a hurry.

If it really helps, it is a sin.

"Is it."

Mo Shangjun lazily made a noise, and swept away the female students who had fled their eyes and fled away, and took their eyes back quickly.

Tang Shi thought she had the idea to change her mind and immediately cut the nail on the ground: "Yes!"

Mo Shangyun could not help hooking his lips.

Standing on the side, Tang Poetry clearly saw the smile rising on Mo Shangyun's lips, and felt that the crisis was over, and finally he let out a long sigh of relief.

but--

Can't help raising his eyelids, sneaking a glance at Mo Shangyun.

The usual ink painting is good. Whether it is serious, when it is published, or when it is sloppy, it has a different style.

However, the ink in front of him, there is no publicity, grief, sternness, smile on the lips, shallow smile on the eyes, quiet and peaceful, the exposed aura completely retracted, not only the breath is approachable, but the appearance is also amazing.

"Instructor Mo." Tang Shi couldn't help but called her again.

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head slightly.

Tang Shi blinked her eyes, and the starlight of her eyes flashed. She asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and smiled, then raised his hand and looked at the watch, and asked her with interest: "You said, is this an accident?"

"..." Tang Shi was suddenly choked, and after a while, he stiffly recovered, "Instructor Mo, you didn't ask me anything."

With that said, Tang Shi stepped back a few steps, raised his hand towards Mo Shangyun, and waved his voice sweetly, "I'm going first, you remember to go back to rest early, good night."

Gan Tang's silly and sweet Tang poems quickly evacuated as soon as they said goodbye to Mo Shangyun.

The back view of running hurriedly has the meaning of ‘running away.

Mo Shangyun shrugged helplessly.

Gee.

The students are too clever and not very fun.

It started to miss Erlian's gang of two fools.

Counting it, almost two months without training them.

After standing aside for a while, Mo Shangjun felt bored and motivated the four people who were still in the training ground with points. These people immediately supported the last breath and shortened the time behind. one third.

When their mission was over, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and walked away with a big swing.

Poor four people with overstretched strength, all collapsed to the ground, eyes staring at the direction that Mo Shangyun left, wishing to compare her with a middle finger.

However, the reality is that they have lost even the strength of the middle finger.

*

Suban building.

While Erlian hadn't turned off the light, Mo Shangyun went to the office to find a landline and specially called Lang Yan.

The office phone couldn't be reached, and as soon as I called my phone, I answered it immediately.

The corner of the mouth of the ink is drawn slightly.

It was Lang Yan, flattered.

"Mo Fulian, are you free today?" Lang Yan's voice was as crisp as ever.

Hearing a noisy voice over there, Mo Shangyun frowned gently, "Where is it?"

"We are camping outside and are grilling," Lang Yan explained quickly, and soon he heard him ask, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay."

Mo Shangjun's face was slightly gloomy.

Good guy, have a barbecue.

Life is really easy.

"Oh, miss them?" Lang Yan said with a grin, and then his voice went away, "Does anyone want to talk to Mo Fulian?"

"I!"

"I am me!"

"Mo Fulian even called?"

"Keep off, let me go first!"

...

Amidst a chaotic sound, Mo Shangjun heard Lang Yan's appeasement, "Don't grab, don't grab, we just open the sound."

There was a toss over there for a while.

Mo Shangyun didn't speak, and quietly listened to the people over there greeting her.

"Mo Fulian, how are you over there?"

"Mo Fulian, what's the point guard?"

"Mo Fulian, you are not kind, we are still worried about whether you can be a student, you jump directly to the instructor, dare you be more powerful?"

...

"How are you training recently?"

Hearing those babbles, Mo Shangyun said slowly.

In this way, the noisy movement over the phone became quiet in an instant.

Halfway through, I heard someone complaining sorrowfully, "Mo Fulian, let's not take such a disappointment."

"Cough," Lang Yan followed closely. "Everything is fine. You can rest assured that we will combine work and rest. The first assessment next month will definitely be ours!"

"Yes right! Absolutely ours!"

"Mo Fulian, you can rest assured that we will definitely continue to crush for a while."

"Recently we have grown up and will look at it when you don't believe you come back."

"Hush-if you say a word, you will die. Mo Fu even went to train the vanguard. What is the gap? What should I do if we return to raise our goal?"

...

The office was very quiet, and Mo Shangyun listened to the noise and noise from there, and could not help crying or laughing.

Finally, there was a sound over there-

"I wipe, the skewers are scorched! Quickly, come a few people, one hundred thousand in a hurry!"

Hearing this shouting, Mo Shangyun finally felt happy.

Mo Shangyun pinched the phone with satisfaction.

The phone hung up, Mo Shangyun didn't stay long, turned off the light, and walked out of the dormitory door.

After a moment.

Mo Shangyun, who was originally on the third floor, appeared on the first floor.

Go down the stairs, leave the office building, wear a slender figure in casual clothes, and walk away from the road.

The third floor.

Yan Tianxing, who happened to see this scene, his eyes sank slightly, and a faint helplessness appeared between his eyes.