Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangjun asked for leave because of something that could not be made public, and was concealed by Yan Tianxing. It was not until the summary meeting after the evening training that he said that Mo Shangjun had something important to do and came back tomorrow morning.

Old instructors are used to it, and new instructors cannot find fault.

Only Tu Sheng, who didn't get any benefits from Yangui all night, and now Mo Shangyun is nowhere to be traced. The investigation report letter has made no progress at all and is very worrying.

The next day, at 4:30 in the morning.

It was the darkest period of the sky, the sky and the earth were shrouded in rain, and a piece of black pressure on the top of the head, even the street lamp lit up in the base, seemed to be covered with layers of yarn, and the light was much darker than usual.

The instructor got up at five and was busy, but Yan Tianxing got up early and quietly came to the second floor.

He went to the office.

However, as soon as he arrived at the door of the office, the key had not been taken out, and Yan Tianxing discovered something was wrong.

There are scratches on the door lock.

The door was pryed.

Two sword eyebrows twisted together, Yan Tianxing directly took out the key and opened the door.

Fortunately, the door was not locked.

In the army, especially in such a base, who can come to pry the door of his office, except for some people who are not in the army, the only thing Yan Tianxing can think of is-

Ink on Jun.

Only she has that courage.

The rain was pulsating outside, and the movement of Yan Tianxing pushing the door open was obscured by the sound of rain, and almost no movement could be heard.

The light in the corridor is very dark, and there is basically no light in the room.

However, the direction of the sofa clearly showed some movement.

It was only quickly, and then he calmed down.

Yan Tianxing stood at the door, paused for a moment, and waited for roughly observing the situation in the entire office before taking out his mobile phone and turning on the flashlight while closing the door.

The flashlight light hit the sofa for the first time.

What came into view was a familiar blanket. The blanket was not long enough. The two slender legs stretched out a little. The two feet without shoes and socks were small and exquisite. Down, the wet trousers were pulled up. His eyes glanced over the blanket, and when he reached his head, the blanket was pulled down, blocking his face, leaving only a few short hairs exposed.

Although he didn't see the other person's appearance, Yan Tianxing also guessed ten percent of the identity of this person.

"Turn off the light."

Under the blanket, there was an irritated voice from ink, and his voice was full of sleepiness and drowsiness.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Tianxing turned off the light of the phone.

In the office, he fell into darkness again.

Yan Tianxing is familiar with the layout of the office, without the help of light, he came to the sofa without hindrance.

The person lying on the sofa moved, and after a while, he sat up with a brush.

Hearing the abrupt movement, Yan Tianxing judged that Mo Shangyun was very irritable and was not in a good mood.

"When did you come back?"

Standing in the dark, Yan Tianxing's voice was mute and steady, and his intentionally lowered tone meant that he would not disturb Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun closed his eyes, raised his hand to touch his left ear, and muttered, "Just now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the sofa next to it sink slightly, and someone was sitting on the side.

She was awake a lot.

Then she slowly said: "You are clean here, borrowing your place to sleep for a while."

After talking, Mo Shangyun lowered his eyebrows and thought about it, which was just one of the reasons.

On the other hand, she ran here subconsciously.

"Well." Yan Tianxing responded and added a moment later, "Sleep casually."

Turning his head, Mo Shangjun glanced at Yan Tianxing in the dark, his eyebrows twisted gently, and then fell directly on Yan Tianxing's lap.

She moved and found a comfortable position to lie down, and then warned: "Don't call me."

The sudden movement of Mo Shangyun made Yan Tian Xing stunned for a while. After seeing her lying down comfortably and warning, she realized that she was thinking of herself as a pillow.

Yan Tian Xing suddenly smiled, "Relax, don't call you when your legs are broken."

Mo Shangyun said nothing more.

One night, the beater was a bit ruthless, and she was a bit tired herself. In addition, she played with Cen Yuan for five hours. Every time she had to calculate how to lose, it was not so obvious. Her brain was overused and her body and mind were exhausted.

I was awake at first, and this fell down with confidence, and I fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Halfway through, even Yan Tianxing covered her with a quilt before she noticed it.

Yan Tianxing, who had a lot of things, was really willing to be a pillow. In order to make Mo Shangyun sleep more comfortably, he sat quietly on the sofa and waited for the day from darkness to dawn.

When the sky was bright, he began to examine his sleeping position.

The sofa is not spacious, and Mo Shangyun curled up on his side slightly. He has not moved since the moment he fell asleep. Unexpected rules after falling asleep. If not for that shallow breath, Yan Tianxing might have really worried about her.

Mo Shangjun pulled the blanket very high, covering a small half of his face. Thick shattered hair was scattered on the forehead, cheeks, and ears, revealing only the lightly eyed eyes, beautiful and beautiful eyebrows, untreated eyebrows. Shape, but surprisingly beautiful. With her eyes closed, she couldn't see her cold, sometimes teasing, and changing eyes.

Such a quiet ink painting is not common, but it makes Yan Tianxing intuitively realize that something is wrong.

Suddenly he thought of the female officer standing in the sun, wearing a training cap and standing in front of him, slightly lowering the brim, straight waist, straight-looking, and able to face everything.

Then he saw an extra list on the coffee table.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

[Push glasses] I found a good-looking article, because the male host is so cute, I am so angry that I want to throw Yan Ye to sell cute planet to cultivate for hundreds of years! ╭(╯^╰)╮!