Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The air seemed to freeze.

In the room, only the sound of the military news host on the TV was round and round, in addition, there was no sound.

The two people sitting on the sofa looked at each other, their eyes wide and their eyes narrowed, and they didn't take their eyes away for a long time.

An invisible murderous and crisis is spreading little by little, and even the sound of the host has subconsciously subsided.

In the end, Yan Tianxing's voice came out coldly, "Mo Shangyun--"

"The title I gave you, is it okay?"

Mo Shangjun interrupted Yan Tianxing's words in a timely manner, and with a very sincere expression, he threw the question of'simple' and'expect' towards Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing: "..."

Taking advantage of Yan Tianxing's speechless moment, Mo Shangyun wanted to take the phone back.

As a result, Yan Tianxing first stepped away, leaving Mo Shangyun empty.

"come."

Yan Tianxing did not explode, pointing to the empty space around him.

"it's not good?"

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile, not afraid of him.

Yan Tianxing handed her a threatening look.

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun got up from the good and sat down in the empty place beside Yan Tianxing.

"What's the matter, you say."

Leaning on the back of the sofa, Mo Shangyun lifted Erlang's legs, and a pair of under-extracted looks like "you just say, I have confidence anyway."

"Correct your aesthetic."

This was said on the mouth, but Yan Tianxing took the towel on her shoulder up and covered it with her hair, helping her wipe her wet hair.

This action is not very gentle, and even there is the suspicion of deliberate retaliation, wiped from the head to the face, the towel was smeared on the face, and the eyes were wiped open.

"I will do it myself."

In desperation, Mo Shangyun can only stop him.

The towel covering her head was pulled up to reveal the delicate and beautiful face that had been rubbed a little pink.

"Unlock."

Yan Tianxing threw the phone to her, with a tone of command in his words, undeniable majesty.

Being bullied by Mo Shangyun, he stared at Yan Tianxing with dark and bright eyes, and then under the sight of Yan Tianxing's inspection, he put his finger on it rather depressed and unlocked the phone screen.

However, the action is honest, but he whispered unwillingly in his mouth, "When the identity changes, the treatment will be different. Comrade Xiao Yan, your life after marriage is very worrying."

Yan Tianxing gave a smile and almost laughed at her.

"Comrade Xiao Yan?"

Yan Tianxing asked leisurely, with a little smile on the brows of his eyes, but on that beautiful and beautiful face of the evil spirit, he was inexplicably scared.

"..." Mo Shangyun was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows for a moment, and finally questioned, "Otherwise, Xiao Xing?"

Yan Tianxing put his palm on Mo Shangjun's head, with a towel in the middle, but he just gave it a soft touch, which gave people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Mo Shangyun turned his head slightly, wondering what trick he was playing, but Yan Tianxing leaned over, forehead gently against her, fingers gently brushed her hairline, and brushed the semi-dried hair open.

Leng Buding leaned so close, Mo Shangyun subconsciously wanted to lean back, but the sofa behind him was already back, so she didn't succeed.

The two are facing each other.

"Mo Mo?"

Yan Tianxing shouted these two words gently, and the tone of the last word rose slightly, with a fascinating and charming taste, his voice was mellow and sexy, and it was intriguing.

However, this title-

Mo Shangyun was shaken with crispness.

It was evil.

"..." Slightly, Mo Shangyun took back her eyebrows at will, and she stared at Yan Tianxing's eyes seriously, admitting her mistakes, "Yeah, I'm wrong."

"Huh?" The nasal sound rose, Yan Tianxing moved away a certain distance, raised his eyelids, and asked lazily, "What's wrong?"

"Well," Mo Shangjun thought about it carefully, but his eyes inadvertently swept over Yan Tianxing's bathrobe collar, and faintly saw Yan Tianxing's seemingly invisible clavicle, slightly paused, and suddenly asked, "Tonight Sleep together?"

"..."

Yan Tianxing's hand on her head stiffened.

"what!"

Seeing Yan Tianxing's stiff expression, Mo Shangyun laughed out loud.

Then, at a speed that Yan Tianxing could never react to, he raised his hand and attacked Yan Tianxing's collar, but he was caught just after his finger touched the collar.

The strength is not heavy, but enough to keep her hand in the air.

Mo Shangyun squinted slightly, raised the other hand, and the phone that fell back to her hand shook before Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing turned black.

At a young age, he also learned to slam his head.

"As a good comrade, I am ashamed of the'overlord's hard bow.'" Mo Shangyun said slowly, then clicked into the address book and changed a note to Yan Tianxing.

"Yan cute".

"okay."

After changing the note, Mo Shangjun threw the phone to Yan Tianxing.

When Yan Tianxing took the phone, she loosened her wrist.

After glancing at the note, Yan Tianxing's face was completely black.

lovely?

He is a dazzling seven-foot boy, the captain of the special forces team, and the frightening cold face Yan Wang——

lovely? !

Feeling Yan Tianxing's face is frosted, Mo Shangyun calmly appeased: "In our young world,'fool' and'cute' are all nicknames between lovers."

"You young people?"

Yan Tianxing was amused by her.

"..." He looked up at the ceiling, and Mo Shangyun changed the subject wisely, "I'm hungry."

Mo Shangyun, who has always been clever and quick-witted, can quickly avoid Yan Tianxing's finding fault, and think of such an unfounded excuse, obviously he is already in a state of confessing defeat.

However, Yan Tianxing turned her head and saw her sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, but her eyes glanced at this little movement, her stomach full of anger suddenly disappeared, and there was even a little...Little happy .

It's always cute and tight at this time, and it is easy to make anger into nothingness.

She also convinced her.

"What to eat?"

Yan Tianxing returned the phone to her.

"apple."

Taking the phone back, Mo Shangjun looked at the apple and fruit knife on the table.

"..."

Yan Tianxing got up and picked up the apple and knife on the coffee table.

But, at this time, Mo Shangyun dialed his phone.

The cell phone placed on the coffee table lit up.

A remark flashed.

"Mo Poor".