Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"I have been with him."

When Ji Ruonan said this sentence, he didn't even know what his mentality was.

She wanted to tell Mo Shangyun about this.

As for the reason, it may be complicated, and even she could not find an accurate explanation.

Xu is for temptation, Xu is trying to see her reaction, Xu is out of euphoria...

It was only after finishing the speech that Ji Ruonan was a little annoyed by his impulsive questioning.

"Ok, I know."

Mo Shangjun nodded calmly, not even the slightest difference in response.

Earlier I heard Lin Qi said, and already accepted the matter, otherwise it would not be really unresponsive.

Mo Shangyun, who had been trapped for a long time, stepped on his slippers and walked to his bed. After losing his pillow, he lay down on the bed and the quilt was lifted, and he fell asleep.

Ji Ruonan watched her move in one go.

For a while, I was a bit overwhelmed.

she knows?

Yan Tianxing should not mention this matter to others.

And Mo Shangyun...was it learned from Yan Tianxing, or from others?

At that moment, Ji Ruonan just wanted to wake up Mo Shangyun and asked her to ask clearly.

Only reason squeezed some impulse, Ji Ruonan finally restrained himself.

However, he did not lie down.

After lying down, Mo Shangjun always felt that two eyes had fallen on his body. After a full two minutes, he didn't hear any movement next door. Mo Shangjun sat up from the bed.

Just right, face to face with Ji Ruonan.

"Do you sleep?"

Anxiously pushing the broken bangs upward, Mo Shangjun's elbows were propped on his knees, and he asked Ji Ruonan impatiently.

Leng Buding saw Mo Shangyun getting up, and Ji Ruonan was also surprised, and then asked bluntly: "How do you know?"

"I heard." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"Oh."

Ji Ruonan responded.

After that, he no longer kept his posture as a statue, and lay back, turning over at the same time.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

rub.

baffling.

Frowning, Mo Shangyun returned to the bed and slept in a safe environment where no one was staring.

*

In the morning, half past six.

No need to supervise the morning exercise, but also gave up his own morning exercise, Mo Shangyun, and slept for four hours before getting up.

Because the circadian clock is very punctual, Mo Shangjun is awake on time, and it is difficult to fall asleep when he continues to sleep, so after simply tidying up, tidying up the bed and his belongings, he presses the training cap against the messy short hair and wanders out. Closed the door.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Mo Shangyun saw the figure coming out of the corner.

Noting that the man was different, Mo Shangyun stopped in time and looked at the man with almost surprise.

Duan Zimu.

The training cap, training uniform, and black military boots have no change from the previous dress. The only difference in dress is that they carry a sniper rifle on their shoulders.

The brim, collar, sleeves, and trousers are covered with weeds, and the body is covered with mud, which is called embarrassment.

A good-looking face, at the moment, was a sleepless sleepless night, several scars were scratched on the face, and there was a little dust, and the beauty of the face was ruined.

Knowing that Mo Shangjun was looking at himself, Duan Zimu still walked up step by step until it was still two steps away from Mo Shangjun. Duan Zimu stopped.

Simply raise your head and let Mo Shangjun see clearly.

The moment the eyes were lifted, the peach blossom eyes gently lifted the corners of their eyes, and there seemed to be a whimper of smiles.

"Damn?" Duan Zimu took the lead and ridiculed.

Mo Shangyun's face was slightly black, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you go?"

If you remember correctly, Duan Zimu has not been seen since yesterday morning.

It's just that Duanzi Musu has little trouble, and stays in the shooting range most of the time. He is usually in a haunt. If he doesn't think about it, he really hasn't noticed when he disappeared.

It can be said that he belongs to a sniper with a low sense of presence, and he played it to the fullest.

"Training." Duan Zimu replied.

"Oh." Nodded slightly, Mo Shanjun looked at his dust and grass scraps, and asked again, "How long?"

Duan Zimu said: "One day and one night."

Oh……

Normal normal training is impossible to insist on day and night, but if it is a sniper, there are many projects.

Exercise is endurance.

"It's hard work."

Mo Shangyun said lazily, took a step directly to the left, and went downstairs.

The whole body was dirty. Duan Zimu didn't want to chat with her for a long time. After Mo Shangyun walked downstairs, Duan Zimu walked up two steps and returned to the dormitory.

*

Five minutes earlier, Mo Shangyun came to the cafeteria.

It is rare to see Mo Shangyun at this point. When the cook was excited, there were two more steamed buns and an egg.

"Instructor Mo, eat more, eat more."

The cook said very enthusiastically.

I looked down at the two buns, two buns, two eggs, a bowl of soup powder, and two fritters on the plate. The color on the ink was slightly sinking, showing that the cook was so enthusiastic that he didn’t really put the buns and eggs. Put it back, but found a place to sit with an excessive amount of breakfast.

As a result, the trainees who came in for breakfast inadvertently swept to the breakfast in the ink plate of Mo Shangyun, and almost did not stare out their eyes.

Inevitably, the reason why the instructor Mo rarely ate breakfast with them is to conceal the attributes of being a big stomach king in the morning?

For the surrounding sight, Mo Shangyun consciously chose to ignore it.

Half eaten.

Yan Tianxing carried his own breakfast and sat down opposite her.

Looking away from Yan Tianxing's breakfast, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes to Yan Tianxing and asked, "Eat so little?"