Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"How was the discussion?"

Yan Tianxing asked word by word.

In the moment when he raised his eyes, Mo Shangjun still had chopsticks in his hand and sandwiched white rice. The next moment, his eyes reflected in Yan Tianxing's wicked and handsome face. The face was as sharp as a knife, with edges and corners, especially Those eye-catching eyes, as deep as a cold lake, looked into it at a glance, which made people palpitate.

In his ears, he seemed to respond.

My instructor.

The voice is deep and sexy, and the words are touching the heartstrings.

Mo Shangyun felt a moment of tinnitus.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing and seemed to think for a while before saying: "I'm not sure what you mean. Is it to answer "not good", or will he lose him by the way?"

Yan Tianxing was choked by her.

Mo Shangyun has always been very eloquent-she always knows what the other party wants to hear.

However, under normal circumstances, she will never obey the wishes of others.

Rather than seeing the expressions of satisfaction and happiness of others, she prefers to see the appearance of others' impatience.

Just like she is now, knowing what answer you want, but pretending not to understand, you have to say a few words of obedientness to you.

Yan Tianxing resisted the urge to beat her, raised his hand, and patted her head very'pityfully', and finally said with a very positive tone: "Come, damage it."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was almost not laughed at by his shameless spirit, and even Yan Tianxing ignored her threat and touched her head.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun sent the white rice to his mouth, carefully pondering for a moment in his heart, and then slowly responded to Yan Tianxing who had been staring at her.

"It's grumpy, it's impersonal to do things, it's not flattering." Mo Shangjun summarized.

Yan Tianxing was satisfied and narrowed his eyes, "Are you eating sugar?"

Mo Shangyun thought about it, and when the finger was lifted, the chopsticks pointed to the direction of the water dispenser. She said, "Pour a glass of water."

"Wait."

Yan Tianxing patted her head and then took her hand back.

The moment he got up, Mo Shangyun shook his cold eyes.

Get used to him!

He can play such a boring drama.

naive.

In my heart, I vomited for a while, and Mo Shangjun slowly withdrew the chopsticks, and continued to chop the white rice.

Without eating two bites, Yan Tianxing walked back with a glass of water.

He put the water glass on the left hand of Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangjun, who bowed his head to eat, swept his eyes. The transparent glass was reflected by his eyes. The light was refracted. Yan Tianxing released his fingers and retracted it, but across the glass of water, Mo Shangjun still saw the scar on his palm.

Flashed by.

"Instructor Yan."

Mo Shangyun raised his head, but yelled at him in a low voice.

"Ok?"

Raising his hand and carrying a chair, he dragged it directly to the opposite side, and Yan Tianxing sat down.

Sitting idle, legs overlapped, with one hand on the side of the chair.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids and looked at Yan Tianxing sitting opposite, his voice suddenly lowered. "Someone asked me last night, in this form of flood relief, is it meaningful?"

"How did you answer?" Yan Tianxing picked up the previous notebook and asked casually.

"Not bad." Mo Shangyun said.

Yan Tianxing looked at her, "Then?"

"Instructor Yan," Mo Shangyun tilted his head downward, his expression faintly, as if he simply asked, "Do you think it's meaningful to give a career behind your back?"

Yan Tianxing looked at her.

She lifted her head slightly, the incandescent light came down from above, covering her face with a layer of light, and the light refracted under her eyes, inexplicably making people feel a little serious.

His eyes moved from the eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, lips, chin, and finally to the neck. When he went down, he brought his eyes back in time.

Finally, he said: "You have the answer yourself."

Yun's eyes narrowed, his expression changed slightly.

Yes, the special training was proposed by her, and she has the answer herself.

But, for a moment, she was also suspicious.

Does it make sense?

In her opinion, it makes sense.

But for a large number of people, this kind of thing is just a waste of time and has no meaning.

That new special force is a brand new and arduous road. Some people choose it for certain imaginary beliefs and longings; some step on it for a clear goal; others just step on it unintentionally ...

Well.

Will they regret it in the future?

Will she be resented one day in the future by taking them on this path?

She likes people who think and think, such as Li Liang, Lin Qi, Tang Shi... even Liang Zhiqiong. These people will know what they want and move towards a certain goal.

However, it is undeniable that there are very few people like them.

Those who lived in vain, or who insisted on being full of blood and blood, did not know exactly what they wanted to live and did not know what kind of lifestyle was best for them, so they went wrong step by step.

She chooses a suitable training method, so that the students can see more of themselves, work hard for themselves, and live a little more clearly...

However, she can only wake up some people.

She was unable to take care of everyone.

She can't understand who they are, what they are like, what kind of confusion and bitterness they have, how they think about one thing, and naturally they can't help them, let alone point out a way for them.

After all, she couldn't even see what she wanted.

Mo Shangjun thought, she took a chopstick string beans, chewed slowly, and swallowed.

Later, she extended her left hand, picked up the glass on one side, and sipped it out.

The cup was randomly thrown on the table by her, then she raised her eyes and looked directly at Yan Tianxing's eyes.

"Yan Tianxing, I need your answer." Mo Shangyun said definitely.

Yan Tianxing lowered his legs and placed his elbows on the table. He leaned forward slightly. His dark eyes were magical, attracting Mo Shangjun's attention.

"My instructor, you are not as strong as you think," Yan Tianxing whispered, all the arrogance and alienation between the expressions were all dispersed, only the gentle warmth that can make people drown, the soft words are mixed with comfort and Helpless, "On your shoulders, you can only support your future."

"I didn't..." Mo Shangyun subconsciously wanted to deny it.

"you have."

Yan Tianxing interrupted her and cut the nail.

It was an irrefutable affirmation, just as Mo Shangyun once dominated the trainees.

Mo Shangyun was silent.

She still wanted to deny Yan Tianxing's judgment, but she suddenly discovered that she had no confidence to refute.

Father, like son.

Yan Tianxing is in the position of chief instructor and is in charge of all instructors. It is impossible for him to have no understanding of his instructors.

It is hard to deny that she did worry about the future of those people. In many cases, it is more stressful to understand more...

Not everyone has her capital, owns her choices, and the things that those people dream of, she can even get at her fingertips.

she knows. She has known since she entered the reconnaissance camp.

She has not led many soldiers. The brief military training instructors of the university may not mention it. The first time she led the army was in the reconnaissance battalion.

Those silly kids don't need much pressure from her, because they don't have so many rare options, she can arrange them one by one.

But here, those students... are different.

She is not a special force, but she knows better than many people-

Special forces are more than glory.

Yan Tianxing looked at the silent Mo Shangyun.

In the impression, too often, Mo Shangyun is clever.

She always has a lot of ideas, and on the most common thing, she can have multiple perspectives. Most of the time, she always sees through.

Now she still sees it clearly. In other words, it is because she sees too thoroughly that she will bring pressure that is hard to understand by people such as Yuqiu Qiu and Mu Cheng.

She felt unfair subconsciously.

Before actually leading the soldiers, she was unscrupulous and had countless choices before her. She has the ability, background, and connections, so she stands taller than most people. After leading the soldiers, she will find that many people do not have so many options for her, only a narrow road, those people can only choose to move forward or backward.

Later, she may find that those people are not only the road of the military, but even life has only two options: forward or backward.

Some people are pushed away, aimlessly, at ease with the encounter.

This is unimaginable by Mo Shangyun with countless resources.

So she began to think about what she could do, and then subconsciously took on something, unconsciously pressing countless mountains on her shoulders, and she had never noticed it herself.

Now, she gradually realized, so she was looking for a solution. There is no solution to this problem, so she chose second and listened to his answer.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

In this chapter, [Bottle-style nonsense discussion] appeared again-pointed out the problem and did not discuss a result. (The reason why the bottle composition has never been able to get a high score is estimated to be here.)

The question of Mo Mo's distress is that the bottle wants to give you such a long sentence.

[I hope you can clearly define your goals, understand what you want, have the ability to live the life you want, and have the capital to make better choices, rather than being forced to go by life. 】

muah.