Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

At the moment when they saw the two clearly, Mo Shangyun only felt that there was a strong pressure on the face, and the bone joints were shocked and hurt.

The corner of the mouth on the ink was slightly drawn.

She really didn't hear anything from Zhong Tianhao's office over there, only that the lights were on.

Of course, she did not expect that Yan Tianxing was even with Zhong Tianhao.

After a pause of two seconds, Mo Shangyun suppressed the emptiness of the corner from which he didn't know from which corner. He raised his hand and touched his nose, and then naturally greeted the two men with a selfless look.

"Instructor Yan, instructor Zhong, are you talking about things?"

Mo Shangyun's tone is as usual, and there is suspicion of pretending.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows gently, his cold eyes passed by the two of them, and he was careless, "Just after the talk, what are you two talking about?"

Zhong Tianhao snorted in his heart.

In the middle of the night, standing in the corridor, the words are so intimate, in addition to love and love, what other things can be said to be successful?

"Oh," Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly, "friendly exchanges between colleagues."

Duan Zimu: "..."

Zhong Tianhao: "..."

Yan Tianxing: "..."

Everyone bites a "zimu", but also "friendly exchanges"? !

These will pull!

When Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangjun's expression that didn't change color, he was furious.

I knew to talk to people, regardless of whether she had any intentions for her, to slap her shoulders and talk about her brothers and brothers. She didn't know how to avoid suspicion at all. There was no woman's self-knowledge, and she didn't know how many peach blossoms were behind her.

Thinking of this, Yan Tianxing was even more upset, his face brushed down.

But soon, the gloomy and uncomfortable expression disappeared without a trace, and he came over without expression.

When passing by Mo Shangyun, the pace was slightly paused, and then he glanced at Mo Shangyun lazily, seemingly inadvertently said: "Instructor Mo, come to the office with me."

"This point?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently and asked with a smile.

Yan Tianxing laughed in the corner of his eyes, slightly enchanted by evil spirits, "Will it be possible to work overtime before the lights are out?"

"...You have the final say."

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun expressed his freedom.

Therefore, Mo Shangyun followed Yan Tianxing, and at the same time avoided the question of "Zimu" by Duan Zimu.

Zhong Tianhao stood on the spot, looked at Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun, and also looked at Duan Zimu. He always felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was strange, but he couldn't say anything more specifically.

Although the army has certain requirements for "warriors to love and love", but here are all temporarily organized instructors, there seems to be no rules and restrictions, although Zhong Tianhao does not advocate "love and love" within the army, but There is no reason and stand to stop it. After thinking about it, I can only do what I don’t know. I turn around and enter the office door again.

The door closed.

At the next moment, the door of Yan Tianxing's office was closed.

Duan Zimu, who was abandoned, stood alone at the stairs for a while, and finally lifted his hand to take off his training cap, and walked to the third floor rather boringly.

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Yan Tianxing Office.

As soon as Mo Shangjun entered the door, he heard the door slamming shut, and a shadow over his head fell, with a very obvious sense of oppression.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and saw Yan Tianxing turning around. At the moment, he was looking down at him with his deep eyes, and the eyes that could not see the end seemed to be hiding some suction, let the ink Shang Yun's heart shrank suddenly, and it took a while to relax.

"What are you looking for?"

After recovering, Mo Shangjun raised his hand subconsciously to press the brim, but as soon as her finger touched the brim, she felt that her head was empty and her training cap was removed.

He stretched his hand to half of the ink on the ink, his fingers stiffened, and his eyebrows flicked hard.

Then she lifted her eyes and looked straight at Yan Tianxing's eyes, raised her eyebrows, and put on Dang'erlang as she was, "It's sour."

Yan Tian Xing narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to catch her chin, lowered her head, and almost touched the tip of her nose. Every word of him seemed to come out from the teeth, low and deep, cold and sensational, but very sexy.

"Vinegar altars have turned over, can you not be sour?"

"Yan Jiao...not right, Yan Ye," Mo Shangjun stretched out his finger and gently moved his hand off his chin. He taught in earnestly, "This chase man cannot be so overbearing."

"How did Anchen chase you?"

Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and pressed against the door behind her, leaning forward, almost covering the figure of Ink Yun with his figure.

"He can't." Mo Shangyun shook his head calmly.

"Who would do that?"

Mo Shangjun leaned back, leaning against the door, pulling away from Yan Tianxing a certain distance, arms folded, looking at him lazily.

With a crooked head, she smiled, "You."

You.

Then take the conversation naturally.

Such a straightforward statement is like a direct promise, but you can see Mo Shangjun's overly relaxed and idle expression, but Yan Tianxing is not happy at all.

Heart, sink a little bit.

Sure enough, Mo Shangyun reopened, "However, Lord Yan, don't you think..."

Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing's wicked face, "I'm like this, it's hard to be safe with you?"

Speaking of which, Mo Shangyun was extremely calm, revealing the meaning of "I am for you" inside and out.

"What did An'an divide, didn't start, how come there are so many broken things?" Yan Tianxing frowned anxiously, tapping on her head angrily, and then impatiently said, "I'm willing to say nothing."

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For the sake of you being so considerate, the emotional drama you want is sent. [Push glasses] Although, maybe, maybe, probably...ah.

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Found that many people are training military! Suddenly want to write to the next military training plot quickly (?＞w＜*?)

Talking about the life of military training, is there any story worth telling? If yes, come and share and share wow!

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Here is still a bottle smashed at three o'clock in the morning, please praise.