Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"My name is Mo Shangyun, and Su Mingsha is my master."

As he spoke, Mo Shangjun stared directly at Northern Jiangsu's eyes.

The corner of the lips of northern Jiangsu evokes a subtle arc.

She raised her hand, dragged the chair not far away, and then sat down. She naturally lifted Erlang's legs, and at the same time fell back, leaning on the back of the chair.

"I heard that you have seen You Nianyu." Subei asked her with a gossip-like tone.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded faintly, and after a slight pause, looked at her suspiciously, "Do you know?"

"I've seen it a few times."

Subei is one year older than Yu Nianyu, and Yu Nianyu is one year older than Mo Shangjun. They are all of the same age. The elders originally wanted to introduce them to their acquaintances, but Mo Shangjun’s identity is special after all, and neither is there. A city, so I introduced the knowledge of Northern Jiangsu and You Nianyu.

You Nianyu's temperament is relatively cold, and she doesn't talk much, and North Jiangsu is not a **** that makes friends everywhere. The two later connected because of the sacrifice of You Yi and Su Mingsha.

They want to know the result.

But no one will tell them.

While talking, Mo Shangyun was occasionally mentioned-they wanted to know if Mo Shangyun knew anything.

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded, slowly drinking the warm water beside him.

She gave her a slanted look, and North Jiangsu didn't linger. She asked directly: "What do you know about their death?"

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Shangjun put the cup down.

Subei looked at this subtle movement in his eyes, and his expression was solemn.

Soon, Mo Shangjun put the glass down, moved his fingers away, and put his elbows on the table.

Lifting his eyes, Mo Shangyun looked calmly at Northern Jiangsu's line of sight, saying one word after another: "I know."

She all knows.

However, she cannot say.

North Jiangsu heard it and saw it.

Mo Shangyun was not talking.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Northern Jiangsu looked at Mo Shangyun, a calm and calm face, as if everything had been put down, but it gave people a hidden feeling.

The air fell into silence, and neither of them broke the silence again.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, steady footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

Subei's brow moved slightly, and a light smile aroused her lips.

"understood."

Quite profoundly speaking these three words, Subei stood up from the chair.

"So," raised his hand to straighten the brim, North Jiangsu raised his eyelids, glimpsed the figure walking to the door, and then smiled at Mo Jun, "See you later."

Ink on Yun was stunned.

see you later?

Without waiting for Mo Shangyun to understand this doubt, North Jiangsu turned sideways and strode out of the office.

When passing by Yan Tianxing at the door, North Jiangsu nodded to Yan Tianxing as if to say hello, then walked out the door leisurely and disappeared into the corridor.

Yan Tianxing walked over, looked at Mo Shangyun with a dignified expression, and then picked up an empty cup on the table when passing by, turned to the opposite table, poured some brown sugar and added hot water, and stirred it with a spoon , Walked back to the desk with the brown sugar water soaked.

Mo Shangyun, who was still thinking about things, couldn't help seeing this cup of brown sugar water, and he immediately recovered, and his expression suddenly became more dignified.

She paused for two seconds, wondering how to "decline" this glass of brown sugar water, which was full of concern. But before she could figure out a suitable reason, she suddenly heard Yan Tianxing's shouting smile--

"Mo Mo."

"Ok?"

His eyelids jumped, Mo Shangyun raised his head subconsciously, staring at Yan Tianxing with vigilance.

Yan Tianxing looked at her frankly, but smiled unconsciously. He said in a word: "Bring me two days soldiers."

"……Ok?"

Mo Shangyun reacted afterwards.

Bending his fingers slightly and tapping on the table, Yan Tianxing leaned down and drew closer to Mo Shangyun.

He repeated: "Bring me two days soldiers."

"How about you?" Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows.

"Well," Yan Tianxing paused and took off her training cap covering her small half of her face. Then she looked at her white and delicate face with satisfaction, and leisurely said, "Look at your soldiers."

Seems to be a temporary reason.

Mo Shangyun smiled, and fell back, looking at him lazily, "Is this lazy?"

Holding his hands on the table, Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes gently. The lazy attitude was like everything in his hands. He seemed to inadvertently say, "Mo Mo?"

The intentional name and magnetic voice made Mo Shangjun's bones crumble from the inside to the outside, and he couldn't help trembling.

Holding on for three seconds, Mo Shangjun finally surrendered.

"OK," clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun simply said, "How do you say you bring it?"

"Just follow your method."

"..."

Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing strangely.

Then, once again confirm in my heart-Yan Tianxing's heart is really indescribable in front of his soldiers.

Such an excellent soldier, like Yan Tianxing, is like a test article, anyone can get started.

"What is she doing to you?"

Pushing the brown sugar water to Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing then asked about the North Jiangsu.

"Northern Jiangsu?" Mo Shangyun glanced outside the door.

"Ok."

"Xuxu old." Mo Shangjun withdrew his eyes and said lightly, "I used to have a teacher, her uncle."

"Teacher?" Yan Tian Xing asked suspiciously.

After all, I have been in contact with Mo Shangyun for some time, and some things, Tiantian Xing can be considered some.

From the age of 12, her grandfather found three teachers for Mo Shangjun, all of whom taught her to fight alone. Like the father of the female soldier's first Yu Nian, Yu Yi, who was Mo Shangjun’s teacher One; when Mo Shangjun was 14, Chen Lu became a teaching teacher for her survival in the wild; when Mo Shangjun was 19, three teachers of Mo Shangjun sacrificed in an accident.

Although Mo Shangyun did not speak directly, Yan Tianxing could also guess that Mo Shangyun was also at the scene.

Just inquire about it and you will know that during the time when You Yi died, Mo Shangyun was in the hospital. These two things seem to be related.

"Well," Mo Shangyun picked up the glass of brown sugar water, but didn't drink it, but carelessly said, "His name is Su Mingsha."

Yan Tianxing had a cold meal.

Su Mingsha?