Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Yo, long time no see."

The tone that was raised gently, the lazy voice, was a little familiar for a moment, but Ruan Yan did not find the corresponding identity in his mind.

He gave a slight pause, then turned back quietly.

A familiar figure came into view.

The rain began to clear, the haze on the horizon spread out, a smoky yellow cloud, with a ray of sunlight slanting down, just fell on the figure, tall and slim figure, camouflage combat uniform is very handsome and soft to wear on the body The warm sun shed on the small and delicate face, even though it was painted with camouflage, it was difficult to cover up the good-looking, the outline of the eyebrows was blurred with light, the expression was open, the brows were smiling, with a ridiculous gesture.

This man, I don't know when to appear one meter behind him.

She put her hand in her trouser pocket, her eyelids drooped slightly, and looked at herself with a smile.

"you are?"

Ruan Yan raised his eyes, his voice was cool, and his tone was mixed with doubts.

Mo Shangyun looked at the young man in combat uniform, who was as good as he remembered, and was suddenly happy.

His eyes are as picturesque as his handsome, cool and alienated temperament, his hands and feet are graceful and quiet, and taking off his military uniform must be like a noble boy.

I saw him sitting on the ground, with a paper map on the ground in front of him, made multiple ambush marks with a red pen, a gPS device on hand, and a notebook.

Mo Shangyun took a step forward without any hassle and touched his shoulder with his left hand. Ruan Yan realized that something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

The finger moved slightly, and a sheathed saber suddenly fell into the hand. The faint sunlight hit the chrome-plated saber, but it did not refract the light, but it was chilling.

Holding the knife handle in the backhand, Mo Shangjun fell two centimeters in front of Ruan Yan's shoulder, close to his chin, and the blade was close to Ruan Yan's neck. The cold saber spread the coldness, making it clear to people. To its existence.

Ruan Yan paused and then made the wisest choice-to give up resistance.

"I remember you." Ruan Yan looked calm, staring straight at the ray of sunlight in front of him, saying, "Feng Fan's blind date."

Feng Fan's blind date?

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

The performance of her as a special instructor is not as impressive as that of Feng Fan's blind date?

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun's tone rose, seemingly playful.

Ruan Yan flashed his eyes.

He remembered.

Half a year ago, the special instructor of the X special team, this female officer with a knife in hand, was one of them.

Codename: Queen.

It is said that Ye Qianxiao often contacted her later.

It is said that she became a blind date for Feng Fan.

It is said that Feng Fan’s father was very satisfied with her and spread it widely...

After that mission, when going back to Ye Qianxiao, he heard Ye Qianxiao mentioned her and gave him advice-

"If you come across something hard in the future, admit defeat as soon as possible, so you don’t look bad with a wound. 』

Ruan Yan would have made the right choice when he had to fight for life and death.

"Queen?" Ruan Yan said.

"Mo Shangyun."

Shrugging, Mo Shangjun simply introduced himself, and he didn't care about the fact that he was thinking of himself slowly.

"Ruan Yan."

Ink on Yun's lips, "Their leader?"

The old **** Ruan Yan is here, "Almost."

"How to say?"

Raising her eyelids, Ruan Yan glanced at her lightly and said truthfully: "I am responsible for making an attack plan."

Now all the plans are arranged and communicated in place, and even without him, the people he brings only need to follow the plan, and then use their brains when they encounter an accident, there will be basically no problem.

As for him--

Just wanted to find a reason to quit.

Mo Shangjun lowered his eyes and glanced at his notebook, map and gPS, and probably guessed what.

"For now, even if I catch you, nothing has changed about the situation?" Mo Shangjun asked with a lip, and took the dagger back.

After squinting his indifferent ink on Yun, Yan Yan lowered his eyebrows with a bit of doubt, and responded faintly, "Well."

"Then what do you want to do next?" Mo Shangjun asked.

"Avoid."

Ruan Yan answered calmly and naturally.

"How bad is this?"

"Go back for tea."

Ruan Yan raised his hand and took the headset off.

"..."

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.

Seeing what he meant, I really planned to abstain from it.

The heart is really big.

Put the saber, Mo Shangjun put his hand on his shoulder, thought for a few seconds thoughtfully, and then asked, "Or, cooperate?"

"Cooperation is fine, but—" Ruan Yan turned his head slightly and glanced at the long, beautiful hand with the finger on her shoulder, spit out a word, "Hand."

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun glanced casually, seemingly incomprehensible, "Is it not good-looking, or is it not clean?"

Ruan Yan: "..."

It is beautiful and clean.

However, he doesn't like being touched.

It's just that one looked up and saw Mo Shangjun's smirking eyes, and the expression of "the old masters are still stingy Bara, just to greet you," Ruan Yan simply didn't bother to follow She said more.