Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After looking at Mo Shangyun's eyes, Yan Tianxing couldn't help raising his lips. The girl's belly was black and she liked to use it in such a place.

Of course, it's harmless, and... cute.

"The penultimate item."

Putting the list down, Yan Tianxing gave her an idea.

"Then the last one is good."

Mo Shangyun took the conversation leisurely.

"..." Yan Tianxing paused and looked at her speechlessly. "You asked me about feelings, did you choose to exclude?"

I glanced at the hot milk in the glass, and the ink stained slightly, "No way, the old people are superficial."

Yan Tianxing glanced at her, "drink."

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun looked at the water glass in his hand with disgust, and said seriously: "Milk this thing -"

"Able to show care for his subordinates." Yan Tianxing interrupted her simply.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Oh shit.

She can't say it, and she knows that strong words are justified.

Staring at the milk hesitantly for a few moments, Mo Shangjun gritted his teeth, raised his head slightly, handed the cup to his mouth, and drank the warm milk inside.

"Well."

Recalling the unpleasant taste, Mo Shangjun handed the empty glass back.

Yan Tianxing took it ridiculously, looking at her with a bitter face, a bitter look of bitterness, and a deep smile in the corners of his eyes.

I usually don’t pick anything to eat, it’s good to feed, but milk, desserts and other things are completely non-stick.

Huaxinsi invites her to eat expensive food, she prefers to stay in the snack street to search for food.

Obviously there is no shortage of money at home, but when you see the luxury of others outside, you have to talk in your heart.

She also convinced her.

"no next time."

I don't know what Yan Tianxing is thinking. It's a bad thing for Mo Shangyun to squint, squinting slightly, and warning Yan Tianxing.

A faint murderousness appeared between his eyes.

Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile, "I bought a lot."

"Drink it yourself!" Mo Shangyun swept a cold eye to him.

"OK, stay with you tomorrow."

Yan Tianxing nodded very calmly.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

This man, can't understand people more and more?

Staring coolly at him, Yan Tianxing did not respond, as if he couldn’t understand Mo Shangyun’s words, and felt that he was particularly intimate.

Taking back his eyes, Mo Shangjun picked up the paper on the table and slowly scanned the list from beginning to end.

The sight falls on the last item: within five minutes, five people are six feet and four hundred meters. The failed group, bitter gourd juice served.

Mo Shangyun touched his chin.

I don't know if the bitter gourds purchased in the cooking class are enough.

"what is this?"

Yan Tianxing noticed a touch of red in a pile of folders, raised his eyebrows, and reached for it with his hand.

"Instructor Yan."

Mo Shangyun shouted at him eeriely.

The finger touched the red color — to be precise, the tip of the red piece of paper.

Yan Tian paused, guessing something vaguely, and took back his fingers.

"Is there anything else?" Yan Tianxing asked Mo Jun without any guilty conscience.

"No."

Mo Shangyun casually replied.

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids, "Let's go together."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded, then picked up the red pen on the side, ticked the final option, and then stood up.

Bypassing Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangjun placed the paper on Ji Ruonan's desktop.

Yan Tianxing watched her movement silently.

This girl, in the skill of being angry, should be able to practice in a perfect way.

"go."

Going to the light switch, Mo Shangjun waved decisively to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing walked to the door.

Ran--

Just halfway through, I heard a pop and the lights were turned off.

"Huh, legs and feet won't work."

In the darkness that dimmed for a moment, only Mo Shangyun Youzao said a cool word, and then flashed out and went out.

Yan Tianxing stepped in place, watching the figure flashing on the ink, the movement that did not drag the mud and the water, and the unremarkable back, completely made him cry and laugh...

Increasingly lawless.

Leaving Yan Tianxing's Mo Shangyun, clapping his hands and walking slowly towards the stairs.

As soon as I walked two steps, I felt a hand stretched out, and Mo Shangyun just wanted to raise his hand to stop it, and that hand grabbed her by the shoulder.

Mo Shangjun turned sideways, and when he lowered his eyelids, he saw Yan Tianxing standing on a step behind him.

Relying on height advantage, even if Yan Tianxing is on the next level, the height is the same as that of Mo Shangyun.

Of course, it's slightly higher.

But it was totally ignored by Mo Shangyun.

"Comrade Mo Young." Yan Tianxing took a step forward, raised his hand, and put her on the other side of the shoulder, the elbow closed, part of the body weight pressed against Mo Shangyun, slightly raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to take care of it?" Old comrades with inconvenient legs?"

Mo Shangyun leaned his head and saw Yan Tianxing's beautiful, flawless face, clearly written with the words "death, skin, lai, face".

"Senior Yan Yan." Mo Shangjun shouted, raised his left hand, grabbed Yan Tianxing's wrist, and stretched his right hand back, covering Yan Tianxing's shoulder, "Respect for the elderly, love the young, traditional virtue, come, I will help you ."

With that said, Yan Tianxing really "supported" and went up.

Yan Tianxing, who wanted to give her a sorrow, saw that she cooperated so well, and her face was irritated. She felt like she dug a pit and jumped inside.

downstairs--

Xiao Chuyun stood on the steps, listening to the two men being flirtatious, but blindly looked at them, pretending to be deaf, and waited for the two to walk up to the office without saying anything.

From the second floor to the third floor, I saw no other people.

Mo Shangyun didn't release Yan Tianxing until the gate 302.

Yan Tianxing withdrew his hand, and unconsciously glanced at his wrist. He suddenly saw the skin of his wrist turned red by brute force on the ink, and a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Little young comrade."

Seeing that Mo Shangyun was about to leave, Yan Tianxing reached out his hand directly, grabbing Mo Shangyun's back collar, and dragged people back.

"doing what?"

After being dragged back a few steps, Mo Shangyun leaned his head and opened Yan Tianxing's hand.

"Excuse me," grabbed her shoulder, Yan Tianxing leaned down slightly, leaned to her ear, the voice was deep and mellow, "Will you be a domestic violence after we get married?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun paused for three seconds before recovering.

Realizing that he was being taken advantage of, Mo Shangjun twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, raised his eyelids, and stared at him coldly, "Old man Yan, I haven't said anything yet, I think too much, my brain is easy to wow."

"It's called preparing in advance." Yan Tianxing didn't change his face.

"roll."

Mo Shangyun swept an elbow.

Seeing this little irritable look, Yan Tianxing's eyes deepened with a smile, and easily blocked her elbow.

"Sleep well." The lip angle outlined a beautiful arc, and Yan Tianxing raised her hand on her shoulder and patted her head across the training cap. "Next time respect the old and love the young, remember to be gentle, otherwise I This old bone can't be eaten."

"Yan Tianxing, will you die if you point to your face?" Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth.

He was really defeated.

Since last time... this **** has become even more precise!

"Huh?" Yan Tian Xing's nose sounded slightly, seemingly unclear, so he asked in a word, "Who said that my old man's legs are inconvenient?"

……by.

This man is definitely a smoker!

As soon as Mo Shangyun grabbed Yan Tianxing's hand, he planned to attack Yan Tianxing, but as soon as he turned around, the corner of his eyes saw the figure flashing near the stairs.

Suddenly, Yan Tianxing quickly let go.

Then--

After Peng Yuqiu made sure that there was no movement here, he coughed in the dark, increased his steps, and deliberately walked a few steps before embarking on the corridor.

Mo Shangyun gave Yan Tianxing a glance.

Yan Tianxing was particularly calm, and there was only a teasing smile between his eyebrows.

Smile laugh.

Laugh to death.

Mo Shangjun thought irritably, turned around, and went directly into the 301 dormitory door.

Behind, Peng Yuqiu tried to reduce his sense of existence as far as possible, and came to the door of his dormitory lightly.

Of course, as soon as the key was inserted into the keyhole, Yan Ye heard a chilling sound—

"What did you see?"

Peng Yuqiu's body was straight and straight, the key was loose, and he stood upright.

This does not mean "not seeing", but guarantees to shut up and never say anything!

Yan Ye made it clear that he was sealing... If he didn't know what to do, he wouldn't have a good life, and Peng Yuqiu wouldn't dare.

Yan Tianxing withdrew his eyes lightly, pushed open the door of the 302 dormitory directly, and walked in slowly.

However, Peng Yuqiu, who was standing on the spot, stood for a minute, only to feel that his tense nerves were gradually relaxed, half loud, and relieved.