Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Looking at Liang Zhiqiong, who looked awkward, Mo Shangyun broke her hand helplessly, and then raised her hand to open the door of the ward.

In a flash, she went out.

Close the door smoothly.

"Eh, I will go with you."

Liang Zhiqiong finally recovered, taking advantage of the door before it was closed, pushed open, and quickly followed Mo Shangjun's footsteps.

"It's none of your business."

Walking all the way to the stairs, Mo Shangjun noticed Liang Zhiqiong, who was chasing after him, frowned.

"Mo Shangyun, you said, there is no way to do nothing for a life." Liang Zhiqiong's expression gradually became firmer, "I can't do it either."

Mo Shangjun stepped a little, then looked at her with a chuckle, "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid," Liang Zhiqiong nodded, but he quickly expressed a firm expression again, "But I think that no one will want to die, and you don't want it. The one named Lu Yang, certainly don't want to. Lu Yang is the people Isn't it our duty to protect the people?"

Speaking of which, Liang Zhiqiong glanced down at his clothing, and said with some unwilling lip, "Although I am not wearing military uniform, I am still a soldier."

Mo Shangyun froze for a moment.

She did not intend to bring Liang Zhiqiong at all, nor was she prepared to take on Liang Zhiqiong's life.

At such times, she always does not want to put too much pressure on herself.

can--

At this moment, when he saw Liang Zhiqiong's determined eyes, he could not refuse somehow.

"Keep up."

Mo Shangyun dropped two words.

Liang Zhiqiong felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief, then quickly kept up with the pace of Mo Shangjun.

During the time from going down the stairs to exiting the hospital gate, Mo Shangyun took the time to send Qian Xuan a message not to stare at the landing, but to continue to check the monitoring on the road where the person was riding.

Liang Zhiqiong handed the car key to Mo Shangyun before getting on the bus.

Although I haven't really seen Mo Shangjun's car skills, and it's unclear whether Mo Shangyun's car skills must surpass myself, but Liang Zhiqiong is now nervous and excited, and even she herself clearly felt that she was not suitable for driving.

Ink can only be given to the car key.

So, as soon as the two got on the bus, they returned to their original positions.

*

Two minutes later, Liang Zhiqiong deeply felt the superb skills of Mo Shangyun.

In the crowded traffic lane, Mo Shangyun easily overtakes, rushes forward all the way, and flexibly bypasses one car after another in compliance with traffic rules.

Liang Zhiqiong grabbed his seat belt and only felt thrilled throughout.

Mo Shangyun, who knew the road map of the city well, copied a near road. Fifteen minutes later, they arrived on a road away from the city.

The speed of the car has not decreased, but there are basically no cars on the road. Even if Mo Shangyun drives fast, there is no need to worry about the danger of the two cars colliding.

Liang Zhiqiong was finally relieved.

At this moment, Liang Zhiqiong's cell phone, which had not moved in the small bag, rang.

She exhaled deeply, and then went to get the small bag. When she took out her phone, she looked in front of it all the way, even without looking at the screen of the phone, and answered the phone straight away.

"Who?"

Liang Zhiqiong's voice grew louder.

Mo Shangyun took the time to glance at her, but quickly took back her eyes and continued to concentrate on drag racing.

"Liang Zhiqiong, where are you?"

In Liang Zhiqiong's mobile phone, Peng Yuqiu's voice came.

Liang Zhiqiong froze.

She moved her phone almost inconceivably, and the dark screen of the phone lighted up in an instant. [Peng Yuqiu] three words clearly came into view.

"Raise your head."

A lightly fluttering sentence fell from his left ear to his ear.

Liang Zhiqiong recovered from the stunnedness and panic. She quickly sat upright, her chin lifted slightly, and the phone was handed to her ear again. "What about driving with friends?"

"Bring you a ghost wind!" Peng Yuqiu said fiercely, "Are you still with Mo Shangyun?"

After a pause, Liang Zhiqiong thought calmly and realized that Peng Yuqiu should have received the news from Yan Tianxing-but what does she do now have a fart relationship with him? !

"Yes, what's wrong?" Liang Zhiqiong hummed back.

"The other party is too dangerous, not you two can deal with it!" Peng Yuqiu's tone aggravated.

It's like this again!

She seems to have to educate her anytime, anywhere!

Liang Zhiqiong exclaimed angrily: "Then do you mean to let me drop the ink?"

Peng Yuqiu choked, "I didn't say that."

"That's what you mean!"

"Is this the time?" Peng Yuqiu went crazy.

"So what do you want to say?"

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Ghost knows what to say!

She was about to die, and she couldn't leave Mo Shangyun, what else could he say? !

Taking a deep breath, Peng Yuqiu can only explain: "Pay attention to safety, and run if you can't fight."

"……Oh."

Listening to this useless confession, Liang Zhiqiong blinked and blinked, but he responded to his face very well.

"correct--"

Before Peng Yuqiu cut off the phone, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly shouted at him.

"What?" Peng Yuqiu asked.

"I went to see permission today." Liang Zhiqiong's voice was low, and after a while, it seemed to be determined, "I will not bless you."

Peng Yuqiu was silent for a while, and then said: "I see."

"Oh." Liang Zhiqiong pouted, "Then I hung up."

"Ok."

So, Liang Zhiqiong cut off the phone.

I don't know if it was an illusion, she felt Mo Shangyun glanced over here, as if she still had a glance of approval.

"How am I doing?"

Leaning on the phone tightly, Liang Zhiqiong asked the ink with hope.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

Whether she would not leave her behind, or confess to Peng Yuqiu that she had seen the permission and would not bless... Mo Shangyun was surprised by her.

Liang Zhiqiong, who met five months ago, is definitely not what he is today.

And her growth rate, people have to marvel.

Recognized by Mo Shangjun, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly smiled.

*

the other side.

A base, in the office of the captain of a squadron.

"Captain." After hanging up the phone with Liang Zhiqiong, Peng Yuqiu's brows were tight, and he looked like an old man. "What now?"

Yan Tianxing sat on the office chair and gave him a cool look.

The implication: who asked you to do it?

Changing his identity and position, he can easily coax Liang Zhiqiong back.

Obviously receiving Yan Tianxing's irony, Peng Yuqiu lowered his head silently, but soon, he raised his head again, "Captain, why didn't you persuade Mo Shangyun to come back?"

This time, Yan Tianxing's cold eyes immediately turned into cold-eyed knives and flew over to turn Peng Yuqiu into a horse's honeycomb.

"Tang is like a bull, do you persuade to try?" Yan Tianxing said agrily.

That posture, if the phone in his hand is still useful, he had to smash it to vent his anger.

Peng Yuqiu coughed lightly, "It's not good to describe it like this?"

What responded to him was another cold-eyed knife.

Fortunately, at this time, the phone on the desk rang, and Yan Tianxing withdrew his eyes and answered his phone with a calm face.

"Ok."

"Row."

After speaking two words, Yan Tianxing hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Peng Yuqiu asked nervously.

Yan Tianxing said: "Someone over there is in Ancheng and can support it spontaneously."

"How many people? Do you have weapons?" Peng Yuqiu asked immediately.

Yan Tian Xing frowned, "Two, play on vacation."

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

high!

What is the difference between Mo Shangjun and Liang Zhiqiong?

"Have they also dealt with "Shotgun"?" Peng Yuqiu frowned, ""Shotgun" has such a big hatred with Lu Yang, and it is impossible to send a little one over here... how dare they support it?"

"Ye Qianxiao and Helian Changfeng." Yan Tianxing said lightly.

"..."

Peng Yuqiu almost didn't choke himself.

The male team captain and the female team captain of Shajian? !

No wonder they agreed to be so refreshing!

Yan Tianxing took out his mobile phone and planned to send a text message notification to Mo Shangjun, but the screen lighted up as soon as the mobile phone was picked up.

Mo Shangyun passed it directly through WeChat.

"Mo Shangyun: [Picture]"

"Mo Shangyun: Almost there. 』

He clicked in and took a picture at a distance. In the distance was a picture of an abandoned factory. In the middle was a nearly deserted road. The surrounding weeds were overgrown.

The photo was obviously taken outside the car. Mo Shangjun and Liang Zhiqiong should have abandoned the car.

He opened the input box below and intended to reply.

can--

Another message jumped out.

"Mo Shangyun: Yan Tianxing, wait for me to come back and change me to chase you." 』