Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The person behind Shi Xiang was also an acquaintance, and this acquaintance made Mo Shangyun a little surprised.

A woman with elegant temperament, in her early twenties, wearing a knee-high floral dress, stepping on white canvas shoes, wearing a sun hat, and a beautiful big wave roll down, elegant temperament, in the uniform Very conspicuous.

license.

The last time I was drawn by Liang Zhiqiong to see my love rival, it was also Peng Yuqiu’s current girlfriend and permission.

In an instant, Shi Xiang and permission came to them.

"It's you?"

The permission stopped, and his eyes were swept away. He looked at Mo Shangyun, and after a few knocks, he looked surprised.

Ink on the ink narrowed his eyes.

I only met once, this person remembers her?

There was a trace of discomfort in my heart, but Mo Shangyun was calm and looked at her with doubt, "Are you?"

With permission, a little confusion appeared in the eyes, and he smiled at the ink, "Maybe I've admitted the wrong person."

"Her Xu Qin's sister, come and find her." Shi Xiang introduced.

"Oh..." Raised his eyebrow, Mo Shangyun asked with a smile: "Can I visit relatives now?"

Shi Xiang's expression was stiff and somewhat embarrassing, but he still explained: "Come in in the name of my friend."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun nodded his head and did not overestimate him.

Since it can bring people in, it proves that Shi Xiang and Li are aware of each other. Of course, Li Zhiqiang is the rival of Liang Zhiqiong, and not her. She did not want to explore the relationship between Shi Xiang and Li.

He glanced at Ruan Yan sideways and saw that he looked indifferent and didn't want to talk to Shi Xiangke. Mo Shangyun stood up from his seat.

"We're done, let's take a step first."

Mo Shangjun finished, and picked up his leftover plate.

At the same time, Ruan Yan also picked up his bowl and got up, during which he didn't even give a look to Shi Xiang.

"Don't you talk to him?"

When I left, I glanced at Shim's not-so-good face, and Mo Shangyun walked a distance away, joking with Ruan Yan.

"I don't know." Ruan Yan said lightly.

"..."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows silently.

Looking at the expression of Shi Xiang, I definitely met Ruan Yan today.

Put the bowl in the place where Mo Shangjun and Ruan Yan left the canteen.

Mo Shangyun glanced down at the watch, it was almost seven o'clock, and she had to rush to the training ground.

"Where do you live?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"11 buildings." Ruan Yan answered, and asked her, "How about you?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him, "10 buildings, 602."

"602?" Ruan Yan paused slightly.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun nodded.

"Oh."

"Oh?"

Ink raised his eyebrows, anticipating any information.

"602." Ruan Yan said honestly.

"what?"

Mo Shangyun couldn't help laughing.

Really... fate.

However, this kind of magical fate just happens to be closer.

*

Without continuing to chat with Ruan Yan, Ruan Yan had a meeting at night, and Mo Shangyun was going to military training, so the two separated after not long.

Mo Shangyun stepped on the spot and arrived at the training ground.

From 7:30 to 7:30, it is still the daily training, and from 7:30 to 9:30 is the time to sing.

In the daily training in the evening, Mo Shangjun explained to them the straddle and the stop-and-turn method (turn left [right], turn backward, and turn left [right] halfway).

For the analysis of standard movements, Mo Shangyun always opens his mouth, and all of their requirements are strictly in accordance with the movement standards.

After a long period of military posture and running, this group of freshmen has gradually become a lot more obedient. They are very serious about transferring law between striding and stopping. After half an hour, they have learned a lot.

However, Chu Feiyin, who was originally worried about ‘slow progress’, was relieved to see Mo Shangyun teaching these actions within half an hour.

However, after seeing that all the other platoons are already teaching the right steps, Chu Feiyin raised the heart appropriately.

It's better to keep up with the progress.

Chu Feiyin thought a little anxiously, looking quietly at Mo Shangyun who was not panicking and shouting passwords.

Just stopped the training of the transfer method, Mo Shangyun shouted for almost half an hour, his voice was a little dumb, and itchy was very uncomfortable.

She usually leads soldiers, and she doesn't necessarily say so much after a day's calculation-and this kind of password has to be shouted out loud. It is difficult to raise the momentum of this group of new recruits by calling it in a general tone.

"Mo Fulian, are you tired?"

Taking advantage of his time to rest, he walked toward Yongming with a hippie smile.

The computer department is next door, and Xiang Yongming doesn't need to go too far, and because of the proximity, he has long heard Mo Shangyun's hoarse voice.

Mo Shangyun gave him a cold eye.

"Come here, drink some water first and moisten your throat." Xiang Yongming took out a bottle of mineral water from behind and gave it to Mo Shangjun diligently. "I will help you shout the password."

"To Instructor, do you like Instructor Mo?"

Du Xiangxiang standing in the first row shouted loudly.

When she shouted like this, others followed her, and the otherwise quiet line became lively.

"Yeah, just confess it!"

"To the instructor, you have dropped your platoon several times today, and we can all see it just to help the instructor Mo!"

"In this way, the instructor Mo doesn't know!"

...

Xiang Yongming looked at this group of ignorant and thick boys, angrily, but tilted his head, but saw Mo Shangyun drinking water slowly and without any response.

Taking a step back, Mo Shangjun solicited his opinion, "Mo Fulian, look..."

"Go on."

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smirk, and lifted his chin slightly, motioning him not to rub it.

Who brought the head--

Go to death!