Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun was inexplicably stared by Liang Zhiqiong's warning, cruel, and angry eyes.

This girl went out, and the guts got fat?

How dare you look at her with this look?

"Are you sure?" Shang Ru glanced at Tang Shi, then added slowly, "The cakes are quite expensive."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

I don’t know why, it’s so magical that her brain waves can suddenly match Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong.

Oh……

Such a meaning.

However, are they naive and not naive, so do they compare with others so young?

Tang Shi did not show off his wealth, but said politely: "I should be able to afford it."

Shang Ru sneered, and then went to wrap them with small cakes.

Six styles of cakes, one hundred pieces smaller, Shang Ru deliberately wiped out the odds and ends when they checked out.

"Thank you old classmates."

With his elbow pressed against Liang Zhiqiong's indignant shoulders, Mo Shangyun signaled Liang Zhiqiong to calm down, and then raised his eyebrows with Shang Ru and smiled.

"Come here often," Shang Ru smiled. "If I am here, I can give you a discount."

"Go!"

Mo Shangyun waved at her.

As soon as he turned around, he grabbed Liang Zhiqiong who could rush up to overturn the front desk of others and walked out the door.

"Mo Shangyun, labor and capital will be mad at you!"

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Liang Zhiqiong glared at Mo Shangjun with his teeth.

Mo Shangjun only carried fruit in her hand and pressed Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder with one hand. She squinted lightly at Tang Shi, who came out from behind and said, "Don't help your roommate get some?"

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong turned around angrily, to give Tang Shi cake.

"What's the anger with her?" Mo Shangyun hugged her with a light smile, and after asking her back, she lamented casually, "Come on!"

"Lying trough, can you be angry?" Liang Zhiqiong collapsed, "You are worth nothing in her eyes now!"

"I, the motherland beams," Mo Shangjun pointed at herself with the finger resting on her shoulder, and raised her brow with pride. "The value must be measured by her?"

"Why didn't you die with pride?!"

Liang Zhiqiong could jump up on the spot.

The index finger lifted slightly and nodded her temple, Mo Shangyun smiled and said: "I remember Ding Jing still owes me two hundred laps. You are disrespectful to your captain. Do you want to run with her?"

"..."

In a short moment, all flames of Liang Zhiqiong withdrew immediately, and sighed, and lowered the noble and proud head towards the ink.

Twenty laps, she endured.

Two hundred circles...

She just wanted to know how Ding Jing "killed".

Despite this, Liang Zhiqiong was still not convinced.

She wanted to turn around and run back, using her paws to kill the puffy doctor!

She didn't want to see this green tea doctor who could make small cookies raise her eyebrows!

Too bad!

She just wanted to see the ink on the face of the gauntlet!

Without any warning, a basketball flew over diagonally, just in the direction of the glass behind him.

Both Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi were trained with keen reflex nerves, but they only had time to realize in advance that the flying basketball had estimated the location of the smashing it—good guys, they had to fly into the cake and do some damage!

Neither of them moved.

Of course, the speed is too fast, too late.

However, the hand resting on Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder was raised upward, and his fingertip was against the rapidly spinning basketball. It seemed to effortlessly intercept the basketball midway.

The basketball was thrown in the hand, a spin in the air, and the index finger on the ink was pressed, and the basketball rotated at its fingertip, and her finger looked like attractive.

A series of light movements came down easily, all in one go, very cool.

"Fuck, you still play basketball?!" Liang Zhiqiong was surprised by her technique.

Mo Shangyun squinted humorously, threw the basketball forward, and was intercepted by the running teenager. The teenagers gave her a thumbs up and thanked her, and some even whistled at her.

They shoved away.

"Think about it with your brain. What skills can I show?" Mo Shangyun said with a smile.

The next second, the car key appeared in Mo Shangyun's hand out of thin air, spinning between her fingers, the sound of knocking was particularly crisp.

"..."

Yeah.

You must have a little bit of pretend to be cool and cool, right? !

When you were in the cake shop, why didn't you show you this set? !

Liang Zhiqiong wanted to vomit, but he didn't dare to "offend" this team leader, Mo Shangjun.

"gone."

Mo Shangyun said coolly, taking Liang Zhiqiong's shoulders away.

Relaxed and comfortable.

Tang Shi stood at the door, watching the two of them go further, but did not keep up in time.

The cool and free captain doesn’t care about trivial things, and he lives at will. He still has a sullen roommate who is forced by the captain to be arrogant and arrogant. He is usually proud and arrogant. He looks like a cat before the captain.

The two walked in front of each other with their shoulders on their shoulders. The bright sun at noon fell on them, and the camouflage training uniform was shaking on the street, which was very eye-catching.

Different.

For some reason, Tang Shi was in a good mood, and he was gone.

When walking around, Tang Shi suddenly felt two sights. She unconsciously turned her head to look at the counter of the cake shop. When she saw Shang Ru standing in front of the counter, she twisted her brow slightly and wondered what she was thinking about.

——Just now that scene, Shang Ru should have seen it.

Their captain, intercepting the basketball smoothly and coolly, stopped the chaotic scene in the cake shop.

However, as soon as her eyes met Shang Ru, Shang Ru's pupils shrank and subconsciously shifted her eyes.

At this moment, Mo Shangyun stopped, looked back, looked at the Tang poetry standing there, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Come on!"

Tang Shi's brows smiled.

She carried the little cake and followed them briskly.

Mo Shangjun and Liang Zhiqiong stopped waiting for her.

As she approached, she could hear Liang Zhiqiong complaining.

"Mo Shangyun, if you don't play cool, her shop will suffer!"

Liang Zhiqiong recovered, and expressed great regret and sadness.

What's so special-you shouldn't play when you're handsome, you shouldn't get this head when you shouldn't.

The route of the basketball must have flown to the front desk of the person, maybe Shang Ru could be surprised.

Mo Shangyun took the clothes on her shoulders, "Comrade Liang Xiaoqiong, your current thinking, is it right for you to wear this suit?"

"What's wrong with my thinking?!" Liang Zhiqiong jumped like a thunder. "You didn't see her arrogant posture, just like a proud peacock."

Mo Shangjun forcibly took her over, reversed the direction to the direction of parking, and then gave her an enlightenment without any hassle.

Liang Zhiqiong exclaimed angrily: "Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng will soon be discharged from the hospital, so when will they have to wait?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and thought about it, and just wanted to make a few ideas, he heard Tang Shi said: "Soon."

The two men stopped suddenly and turned to look at her.

Tang Shihao smiled softly at them.

Weird and strange, such a gentle smile, but they reminded them of Ji Zhou's ingenious fox...

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The face is about to be beaten, but not here.

Do not worry.

Ask for a ticket.