Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Say."

Looking at the hesitant flow to Yongming, Mo Shangyun said impatiently.

"Mo Fulian, have you already spoken to Lin Paichang?" Xiang Yongming gritted his teeth and asked the question.

In the past two days, Lin Qi has obviously returned to normal, and has not been so desperate in training. Although the ranking has fallen behind, at least the mental state is much better than before.

Xiang Yongming was strange before, but listening to Yan Gui said that it may be that Mo Shangyun had already untied Lin Qi's heart. exactly.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded.

Sure enough.

Xiang Yongming and Yan Gui looked at each other.

Later, Xiang Yongming turned back and looked at Mo Shangyun, "We haven't completed the goal you gave..."

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun nodded slightly and suddenly said, "It seems that this is the case."

Xiang Yongming: "..."

Yan Gui: "..."

Suddenly there was an ominous hunch in the hearts of the two-it was like Mo Shangyun intended to ignore this matter and did not intend to pursue it, but the two of them came over specifically to look for abuse.

"I've seen your physical performance," Mo Shangjun clapped his hands and said slowly, "It's good, but it's still within 100."

Xiang Yongming and Yan Gui: "..."

The fool can hear the irony, and they both stepped back.

"Want to run?"

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and said their thoughts.

"No, no." Yan Gui shook his head.

"Which way." Xiang Yongming smiled at her artificially.

"It's good if you don't," Mo Shangyun walked forward two steps slowly, looking at them with a smile, "Ask me again, how many points did you deduct from the previous three fighting exercises?"

The smile on Mo Shangjun's face grew deeper, and at the same time, Xiang Yongming and Yangui's scalp were about to explode. I just felt that Mo Shangyun's expression at this moment looked in his eyes, which was really creepy and covered in goose bumps. Risk.

"This one……"

Xiang Yongming opened his mouth and really forgot.

"8 points!" Yan Gui quickly said the answer.

"One 10 points, one 8 points," Mo Shangjun put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said with a relaxed tone, "Great, if you go on like this, you will be able to go away next month."

Xiang Yongming was stunned for a while, and was surprised that Mo Shangyun even remembered the points he was deducted from the fighting training. Yan Gui next to him stood up.

"Mo Mo, you see that we have a chance to face each other together every day. How can I easily leave you. Rest assured, for you, no matter what I do, I will stick to it!" Yan Gui said seriously. If the words are sour, then a smile can no longer be ugly towards Mo Jun, and the voice languishes instantly, "You say, how many laps do we need to run?"

Hearing the words in front, Xiang Yongming still felt cold, and the dinner was about to spit out, but when he heard Yan Gui's back words, he could not wait to give Yan Gui a thumbs up.

It is worthy of being acquainted with Mo Shangjun for many years. The intention of Mo Shangyun is transparent at a glance.

Mo Shangyun's face was slightly black.

Others do not know Yan Gui’s intentions, but Mo Shangyun is indeed clear.

Yan Gui's face was clearly written with a line of words-"Mo Mo I have so stifled you, let's have a consultation for our training."

"I originally wanted to say ten laps, now add to twenty laps." Mo Shangyun said lightly, "After the training is over, I come to my side consciously, otherwise..."

Speaking of which, Mo Shangyun glanced at them lightly, and the warnings and threats were extremely obvious.

Yan Gui and Xiang Yongming shivered at the same time.

Xiang Yongming stared at Yan Gui with resentment, and Yan Gui looked pitifully at Mo Shangyun.

Momo is too ruthless to give a face.

"I leave at nine thirty."

He glanced down at the watch, and the ink was stunned.

Xiang Yongming and Yan Gui looked at each other, wondering if they wouldn’t have good fruit to eat after 9:30, so they ran away with sadness.

There is no time to even bargain with Mo Shangjun.

At nine o'clock, Mo Shangjun watched only a few trainees left on the training ground who did not complete the required training and blew a whistle.

Soon, 49 people gathered in front of them.

Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangjun said with a voice that everyone could hear, "The completed dissolution, others stay."

Papapa, three taps, qualified students relieved and left.

In a blink of an eye, only five people were left standing.

"A few of you..." Mo Shangyun said quietly, seeing tense faces, slowly and slowly, "Continue to complete the rest of the training, and then run for another ten laps."

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly, none of these five people were reluctant, and they obediently ordered the order of Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Go."

"Yes!"

Again in unison, the five took a deep look at Mo Shangyun and returned to the previously interrupted training program.

Mo Shangyun didn't leave halfway, and after deducting all five of them for 2 points, he kept watching.

The five backward people not only did not slacken, but gritted their teeth to continue to complete the task and do their best.

Compared with them, Xiang Yongming and Yan Gui are a bit wrong.

Although she ran according to what she said, she could chat together from time to time and didn't take the running circle seriously.

Pressing his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun suddenly wanted to make a Tibetan Mastiff come.

At 9:30, Yan Gui and Xiang Yongming ran for 20 laps on the spot, and then helped each other to come to Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Mo, we're done!" Yan Gui approached Mo Yan and brushed his teeth.

"Continue tomorrow."

Mo Shangyun reminded softly.

"Are you real?"

Yan Gui gasped out of breath last time and looked at Mo Shangyun in disbelief.

"Otherwise?" Mo Shangyun asked back.

"Ok."

Noting that the ink on the ink was mixed with threatening eyes, Yan Gui immediately yanked.

In the end, Mo Shangyun still thinks about their physical fitness...

That's too tired.

Xiang Yongming, whose throat was dried by the wind, patted his chest against Mo Shangyun and agreed.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.

The two said goodbye to her, and then they slammed away.

After staying in place for a while, Mo Shangyun let them go until all five female soldiers had finished the lap.

*

In the next few days, under the invisible guidance of Mo Shangjun, the results of Group B rose linearly, and the total points of Group A continued to shorten, which put unimaginable pressure on Group A with full confidence.

Mo Shanjun's changes in Group B students are all in his eyes. Although he spends more and more time in the training ground, Mo Shangjun feels a bit boring.

The stimulation in life is really decreasing day by day.

Fortunately, there are those who are unlucky for Yongming and Yangui. They seem to have negotiated to follow the instructions of Mo Shangjun. After completing the night training at the fastest speed every night and the evening training arranged by Peng Yuqiu, they rushed Came to Mo Shangyun for training.

Although the effect of increasing physical fitness is not significant, the ranking of the two has been rising. For them, it is also regarded as heavenly hard work and hard work.

End of the second week.

At 9:30, Mo Shangjun ended the night training and returned to the office.

Ji Ruonan is still working overtime, Duan Zimu's habit of being lazy is long gone.

Entering the door, Mo Shangjun just wanted to sort out the recent data, and heard the noise behind him.

"New statistics are out!"

Mucheng, holding the latest statistics list, can't wait to run over.

Ji Ruonan didn't react, looked at Mu Cheng curiously, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the result?"

"The statistical results of the two groups of your AB group for the second week." Mu Cheng said with a smile.

"How is it going?" Ji Ruonan asked with interest.

In one mouth, Mu Cheng subconsciously wanted to say the answer, but he was half breathed and asked them suddenly, "Guess?"

"Not guessing."

Mo Shangjun sat on the office chair and directly rejected the childish proposal of Mu Cheng.

The fun of Mu Cheng was planned, and the heart was frustrated. He could only hope for Ji Ruonan, and looked towards Ji Ruonan earnestly.

"I don't guess," Ji Ruonan smiled and said, "Say the answer directly."

"..."

Feeling the numbness of the past, I stood at the door for a while, then sighed, walked into the door, and distributed the two printed statistical lists to Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangyun.

The two will browse one after another, and then see the last statistical name.

Ji Ruonan seemed a little surprised, "This?"