Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Look for me?"

The understatement sounds a little helpless, lazy, and even disappointed.

An Chen paused and looked at it soundly.

The lake is surrounded by stone railings, gray, and Mo Shangyun sits diagonally on the railing, the windbreaker is open, floating in the cold wind, the right leg rests on the railing, the left leg falls down, the slender leg, gently rock. With her back to the cold wind and a beer in her hand, she took a sip without hesitation under his gaze.

Behind her is an empty lake, sinking in the night, with street lights dotted in the distance.

The lake, snow, street lights, pedestrians, at that moment, everything turned into her background.

Even sitting there quietly, lifting the eyelid lazily and glancing towards this side, it gives a strong visual impact.

In a trance, I thought of the year of high school--

That year, he knew her.

Initially unfamiliar, in memory, she was a maverick. The boys did not dare to provoke her, and the girls regarded her as a goddess.

Unlike normal students, her whereabouts are always uncertain, and she sometimes takes "sick leave", ranging from two to three days to as many as two or three weeks. It is the highest record to insist on attending school for one month. Even when she was in school, she was able to attend classes in a small number.

Mysterious like a secret agent.

From the beginning of his mother's account of him, he began to pay attention to this girl. However, she gradually discovered that she was different, but she never had the opportunity to speak.

Later, in the afternoon, in order to avoid the noisy atmosphere in the class, he took the book to the rooftop.

Met her.

On the huge rooftop, she chose to lie on the stone wall with one leg bent on it, one leg suspended in the air, her head resting on her left arm, and a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" opened over her head, blocking the hot sun Light.

At that time, An Chen felt that even if it was shifted a little, she might fall off the roof.

The ghost was so bad that he approached her slowly.

She heard the movement at that time, and took away the book casually, exposing that delicate and beautiful face.

"Squad leader, can you stay away?"

At that time, her narrow and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, her expression was lazy, with a bit of suffocation, but Xu was too strong in sunlight, Xu was too dangerous for her actions, and An Chen fell at a glance.

She was so amazing that he lost his voice.

at the moment--

She is still so arrogant and arrogant, and a few years passed by, as if nothing has changed.

An Chen walked over.

"Mo Mo."

The voice was a little hoarse, a bit cautious, a bit heavy, and a bit gentle.

Mo Shangyun shook the beer in his hand.

After a while, he lifted his eyelids and looked at him.

An Chen reached out to pull her.

Mo Shangjun shrank his palm and avoided it.

"If we don't use manual feet, we can still talk." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

An Chen's hand froze in the air.

The wind was very cold, howling past, as if blowing into the bones, the cold wind spurred the bone, but he suddenly felt no cold.

"I regret it." An Chen said a word, his voice low and deep.

Mo Shangyun handed the beer to his lips and looked up slightly, the cold beer slipped into his throat, bringing a chill.

An Chen looked at her quietly.

The clothes are arbitrarily floating, the hair is light, the head is raised, and the neck shows a beautiful and smooth curve.

That free and easy spirit showed from the depth of the bone.

In this way, she is out of tune with the surroundings. It seems that in the next moment, she will disappear with the heavy snow.

Drink it all.

Carrying a beer can, shaking, empty.

Mo Shangjun put his elbow on his knee, then turned his head and looked at An Chen carefully.

1.8 meters tall, tall and straight, strong, strong, handsome, not cold, nor murderous, Xu is related to the family environment, and has a very good mother, so under normal circumstances, he is always calm and gentle .

It is the kind of polite and excellent person.

I usually love reasoning. There is a clear dividing line between what can be done and what cannot be done.

To be honest, it is much more mature than before.

She reached out to him and hooked her fingers.

"Come."

A word lazily, tearing with the cold wind, falling to the bottom of the ear, like an illusion.

Seemingly enchanted, An Chen took two steps towards her.

Mo Shangjun stretched out his arm and put it on his shoulder, with a long-speaking heart, "Is it an adult?"

"……Ok."

"Adults, you have to do something simple," patted his shoulder, and Mo Shangyun persuaded, "This man still has to look forward."

Hearing her persuasive and semi-conscientious persuasion, like a monk who broke away from ordinary customs, An Chen suddenly burst into tears.

Nothing is here with her.

Halfway through, he said in a deep voice: "Mo Mo, the feeling is not simply to say that it is simply."

"You can put down the first time, you can have a second time." Mo Shangyun said leisurely, and took back her hand.

"My time--" An Chen eagerly explained.

Mo Shangyun interrupted him unhurriedly, "Give you a chance."

An Chen was stunned for a moment.

Give... a chance?

The next move, compared with surprise, more, should be surprised.

Mo Shangyun does not easily give people a chance.

"Did you see the opposite?" Mo Shangjun held the beer can and pointed across the lake.

"Ok."

An Chen did not know why, but nodded subconsciously.

"Estimate the distance."

"One thousand meters."

"What are your grades?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him.

"Never counted." An Chen guessed something faintly, and his heart sank a little, but answered truthfully, "Probably, ten minutes."

"Counting the weather, 15 minutes pass, one round trip, two kilometers, half an hour." Mo Shangyun said one word, "Go ashore within the specified time, I forgive you."

An Chen stared at her eyes.

Calm, calm and indifferent.

Unlike the previous Diao Erdang, that ruffling also converged a lot, making it more unpredictable.

"it is good."

An Chen echoed heavily, almost not hesitating.

Mo Shangyun was not surprised by his answer, and pointed to the lake below, "less than ten meters, the water is deep enough, just jump."

Taking a deep look at her, An Chen walked to the side railing, his hand propped on it, and jumped straight up.

"Don't worry," Mo Shangyun yelled at him and raised an eyebrow at him. "Warm up first, don't you need me to teach me?"

"..."

An Chen looked at her silently.

In the most casual tone, reminding him of what he should do, he can keep this calm at any time.

She has always been like this.

Even if you were to die, she would choose the most decent way of death for you.

After a moment, he said: "No."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

If you ask for it... she can do nothing.

Looking at the lake below, An Chen asked her, "Will you wait?"

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and replied bluntly: "Look at the mood."

An Chen pursed her lips lightly, withdrawing her gaze with disappointment.

Then, he jumped into the lake and only heard the sound of "Boom-", and entered the water with his standard posture.

Mo Shangyun half dangled his eyes, watched the figure below emerge, and began to swim towards the opposite side of the lake.

Unconsciously, I thought of the frost training of Erlian...

Next time, armed directly to swim, take advantage of this weather, just swimming training and anti-freeze training together.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangjun stretched his legs, crossed the railing, and landed casually.

Stepping on the ground steadily, Mo Shangjun lowered his head, glanced at the can in his hand, turned sideways, and placed it on the railing.

As soon as it was set, a cold voice came from behind—

"This is the worry you said?"

Mo Shangyun loosened the can, and put his hand back.

Afterwards, he turned around calmly.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Tianxing standing behind her.

Standing very close, I do not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, standing on the side of the slope, blocking the cold wind coming from the roar.

At the same time, the lights on the side of the road were blocked, and the field of vision immediately fell into darkness.

Yan Tianxing only wore a white shirt, which seemed extremely abrupt in this weather, but he did not feel cold at all, slightly lowering his head, half of his face hidden in the shadows, those dark eyes of the bird of prey were playing with fun Stared at her.

Mo Shangyun felt that he watched the whole scene for free.

"There was something unexpected." Mo Shangyun said lightly, without explanation.

Put cold hands into the trench coat pocket, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Go."

"Don't wait?" Yan Tianxing asked deeply.

As if he didn't hear the meaning, Mo Shangyun walked forward without any hassle. "Swimming champion, I can't die."

If Erlian picks up someone casually, she doesn't dare to let people swim back and forth in the lake.

Because, without that ability.

and--

Some things were almost forgotten by her. The so-called forgiveness was just an excuse for that person.

Yan Tianxing followed her and looked at her leisurely back, adding a little fun to her eyes.

interesting.

After leaving the lake, Mo Shangjun's pace stopped.

She took her hand out of her pocket and took out a plastic bag in her jacket.

The plastic bag was thrown back, and Mo Shangyun turned around.

It happened that Yan Tianxing reached out and grabbed the plastic bag.

"Buy you for one night." Arms crossed, Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him.

"How much?" Yan Tianxing glanced at the plastic bag in his hand.

"One hundred twenty-six and five."

After a pause, Yan Tianxing smiled, but he smiled a little sullenly, "I'm worth it for a night?"

"...I lost."

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