Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

A troublesome thing, calmed down by Mo Shangyun a few words.

Let Zhong Tianhao tell Tu Sheng that in the afternoon, he will find an opportunity to discuss it, and Mo Shangjun will watch the two leave in Yan Tianxing's office-she can't leave because Yan Tianxing said she has something to talk about.

However, in the end, there was nothing to talk about. Mo Shangyun drank a cup of tea and satirized Yan Tianxing through two things: "Yan Tianxing's pan dumping" and "Fighting training deductions are too ruthless."

Yan Tianxing knew that he was justified in dumping the pot, so she had to be silently ridiculed by her.

Mo Shangyun scolded, and clapped his hands, ready to leave.

"What if the group B students are writing?"

Yan Tianxing lightly wrote a sentence to stop Mo Shangyun's movement to stop.

"Well," Mo Shangyun paused slightly, only putting his hand in his trouser pocket, and then lifted his chin slightly, his tone almost determined, "impossible."

This self-confidence comes from the judgment of many aspects.

1. Last night they were tossed and half alive, and even she fell asleep, let alone those people. It is very unlikely that some of them have the energy and leisure to write this report letter and then put it on Zhong Tianhao's side.

Second, this time period, the stream has no motivation.

3. Even if a student from Group B wants to report, it will also report her.

4. This kind of soldier... she can't bring it out.

"What if?" Yan Tianxing hooked his lips.

The ink squinted, and the voice whispered coolly: "Then it's useless."

Train them with all their heart and mind, just talk about it, and just do such a shady thing, there is no such thing as a soldier. Such people can get back to their original troops earlier, and she can't stay here.

Yan Tian Xing frowned slightly, "You don't need to go to training in the afternoon, grab people early."

"……Ok."

She really didn't plan to go.

At the current stage of female soldier training, Ji Ruonan and Zhong Tianhao are fighting each other, and they are basically not in her eyes. Going to the training scene to Zhong Tianhao's iron-green face is definitely not her wish. Naturally, she can't go without it.

Wait for them to compare with each other.

*

In the afternoon, Mo Shangyun put on a raincoat and wandered down the dormitory.

After a full two hours, I returned to the office.

While she was recording the information, someone knocked on the door.

knock. knock. knock.

Accompanied by knocking on the door was Tu Sheng's yin-yang sound, "Mo Instructor."

The door was open, and Mo Shangyun didn't even lift the eyelids, lowered his head and continued to scratch on the notebook, and said two words in his mouth, "Come in."

"Instructor Mo, did you investigate anything?"

Tu Sheng strode in, his goal was Mo Shangyun's desk.

"No."

Mo Shangyun still didn't give him a look.

Tu Sheng approached, looked at his desk with ink on his eyes, and looked straight at the notebook on ink on Yun...

However, Mo Shangyun stopped the pen first and closed the notebook.

She picked up a pen and fell backwards, naturally lifting Erlang's legs, and then looked up at Tu Sheng who was standing opposite.

"Instructor Tu, I haven't seen it in a day..." Mo Shangyun slightly tilted his head, seeming to take a serious look at Tu Shenghui before saying, "Strong."

Tu Sheng: "..."

Grandma is a bear, and it's terrible to see the damage when you meet.

His height is not high. Although he is one meter seven and up, he is still a little short standing in the soldiers, and his face is round. At first glance, it is not lethal.

Mo Shangyun's "strong" sound shows how ironic.

Tu Shengxin thought about not knowing her generally, but when he came to his mouth, he still couldn't help but go back, "Which is like you, hardworking."

"Should be." Mo Shangyun looked humble.

Tu Sheng was in a good shape, watching Mo Shangyun sitting idly opposite, biting his teeth and resisting the urge to act violently.

Not to know her generally; not to know her generally...

Granny, he can't beat her!

Think about it.

"Say something." Tu Sheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then asked, "I heard that you and Yangui are the best friends?"

Even though he usually smiles with others at this moment, Tu Sheng can't help but make a face.

Mo Shangyun thought about it pretendingly, and then nodded, "There is such a thing."

Yeah, think about it, ‘There’s such a thing’...

Tu Sheng swallowed a bite of blood, then said: "That's easy to handle."

"How to say?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"I heard that he is a good person and very popular, so I can get any information," Tu Shengdao said. "If he uses some connections, he may be able to find out who entered our office at noon."

Mo Shangyun nodded and agreed: "Well."

Then, there was silence.

Tu Sheng only stopped when she agreed, and wanted to hear her take the initiative to find Yangui, but after a pause, she gradually realized that something was wrong.

Mo Shangyun was playing with the sign pen in his hand, and looked at him slowly, as if waiting for his speech.

The thought came again, and the expression at the moment of a big victory every time came again... Tu Sheng sipped blood into the throat, and then he forced it down again.

Tu blunt is uninteresting, straightforward: "Or, after the training in the afternoon, you ask him to talk about it?"

"This..." Mo Shangyun's embarrassed expression, "Not good?"

Looking at Mo Shangyun's pretense appearance, Tu Sheng was completely served.

"Instructor Mo," Tu Sheng pushed his hands to the desk, and Tu Sheng immediately changed his face, exaggerating his expression, "Let's open the skylight to speak brightly, this time I lose, you go to Yangui, ask him to inquire Okay?"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Follow the fine outline, one by one, writing is not very good.

Talk about the plot you want to see [Male 2 does not come out; Feng Fan does not come out; the emotional line does not develop], Lao Qun wants to roll up his sleeves and change the outline.

┑(￣Д￣)┍Well, if you don’t say that I will change it. capricious.

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Guess there are three changes in wood?