Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The next day, Si Sheng's comfort, as he stepped on the lunch time, brought two sick meals.

Mo Shangyun still has a certain impression of this man named An Yi.

On April 1st, on her birthday, he helped Si Sheng run errands-she and Yan Tianxing sent two copies of tofu to the movie theater.

It's still a gentle and gentle look. He seems to be a little younger than Lu Yang. He dresses casually and looks like a young person with excellent self-cultivation and fresh breath.

It looks good.

And the friend he wants to see-it is Mo Shangyun's roommate, Lu Yang.

"comfortable."

When Lu Yang shouted the name, he was studying the ink on Jun of Shuo Wen Jie Zi, and gave Lu Yang a meaningful look.

This relationship between people is sometimes so complicated and inextricably linked, once the relationship is pulled, it cannot be pulled...

"Lu brother."

An Yi greeted him, then turned his head, looked at Mo Shangyun who was sitting in front of the window reading a book, and looked at him with some doubt, saying hello: "Sister Mo."

Mo Shangyun touched his nose, thinking she did not have this young and promising young teacher, but looking at Si Sheng's face, she did not expose it, but just nodded at him.

"It's so coincident that you are all in a ward."

Carrying two sick rice and two sweet tofu brains into the door, they swept them with a smile.

Lu Yang wondered again, "You two know?"

"Friend of a friend." An Yi answered gently.

"Oh."

Lu Yang did not hide the surprise, but looked at Mo Shangyun suspiciously.

From Xiao Yi who met by accident to Yan Tianxing, and then to Anyi... that's a coincidence.

"How is my brother?" Lu Yang asked.

"Just followed, I don't know where I went crazy."

Putting down the things in his hand, An Yi seemed to think of such a small tail, so he raised his head and looked towards the door.

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

A small figure immediately emerged from the door and ran into the door stepping on the short legs.

"brother!"

With a clear cry, take the child's unique tenderness.

Mo Shangyun glanced curiously.

Seven or eight year old boy... familiar.

Soon, the little boy also noticed Mo Shangyun, suddenly stopped running, blinked his eyes at Mo Shangyun, and yelled in surprise, "Sister Mo!"

Hearing this title, Mo Shangyun seemed to think of some unpleasant memories, and looked at this lively kid.

I remembered.

When Cen Tuo came to the training camp to find her and took her to meet the people of the two tied Blackhawk mercenary regiments, he met the little boy who temporarily stayed at the supermarket owner.

The little boy was called Land and was thrown to the supermarket owner by Si Sheng. It is said that he was a relative of the owner of Anyi Inn...

I don’t know if it’s true or false. Anyway, the land, land, ocean, and ease know each other, and maybe there are relatives.

With many familiar people, plus a lively kid, Mo Shangjun and Lu Yang's atmosphere is surprisingly harmonious.

The lunch brought by Anyi is very rich and very attentive. They bring different foods to the two. The food for Lu Yang is the food that Lu Yang likes to eat, and the one for Mo Yang is said to be specially ordered by Si Sheng. The menu was created by the owner of Anyi Inn, that is, Anyi himself.

Just as Mo Shangjun didn't know the taste of Si Sheng, Si Sheng didn't know the taste of Mo Shangyun, but it was estimated that Mo Shangjun was hospitalized for a light day, so she changed her taste.

In this respect, she was very clear about Mo Yun's thoughts.

This lunch, Mo Shangjun was very happy to eat, exaggerated a few words of comfort during the chat.

An Yi said that if she didn't dislike it, although he couldn't come over every day, he could cook and have it delivered. ——Exactly, Lu Yang has contracted all three meals a day recently. She doesn’t need to feel embarrassed.

This is to block Mo Shangjun's only back road, and simply Mo Shangyun accepted the good intentions of ease.

On a lively afternoon, there was comfort and land. Even the little-spoken Lu Yang smiled and raised his eyebrows. Mo Shangyun didn’t feel bored. He didn’t even read the book. He played with land for a while. The game of marbles blew the broken child to tears, but he dared not speak out.

Night reward, after a few people had dinner, An Yi took the land and left.

When the land was gone, Mo Shangyun exchanged all the winning marbles for him. The little boy immediately smiled and smiled, "Sister Mo," screaming particularly affectionately.

When the two left, the ward was clean again.

"Thank you for playing with him."

Lu Yang sincerely thanked Yun for the ink.

Mo Shangyun turned his head to look at him and saw those sincere eyes. He thought that this man would be sincere no matter when he talked or did things, so sincerely that she would not be perfunctory.

A very strange person.

"It's okay," Mo Shangyun said lightly. "It should be him playing with me."

Without the twitter baby, she should have had a boring afternoon.

The eyes flickered, thinking of the appearance of Mo Shangjun as the child king in front of the land, Lu Yang pursed his lips, wanted to laugh, but could not bear to laugh.

"Funny?" Mo Shangyun swept the scene sharply.

The smile on Lu Yang's face was immediately recovered, and he apologized to Mo Shangyun, "Sorry."

He raised his eyebrows, and Mo Shangyun looked at him with interest, "I heard that you are a veteran, how can you not move... so serious?"

"is it?"

Lu Yang laughed suddenly, this time there was no tolerance, but rather relaxed.

Mo Shangjun is a young military officer who graduated from a prestigious university. He came out of a place where people like him are extremely envious, so he always felt that Mo Shangjun was at a certain distance from them.

He is not willing to communicate with such people.

Because they are not a level of people.

However, when I got in touch today, I gradually found that Mo Shangyun was also quite easy to get along with. There were some kind of officers who shouldn’t have. They talked funny, they understood a lot of things, but they didn’t stand tall. There weren’t many impetuous and proud young people.

Mo Shangjun gently hooked his lower lip.

*

With An Yi and Si Sheng, Mo Shangyun's three meals a day are guaranteed again.

In the next few days, Yan Tianxing never visited the hospital again.

Mo Shangyun also took care of the wounds when he heard nothing from the doctor. Occasionally chatting with Lu Yang and bullying the land. Many girls in the surrounding wards were attracted to Lu Yang. From time to time, they made excuses to stroll around and stayed for a long time. The army's Lu Yang did not know how to deal with it, and it was all properly handled by Mo Shangyun's lies.

Sometimes, Lu Yang would stare at Mo Shangjun **** with others, ridiculously, without half a word of truth, he can turn people around, and simply throw his body at Mo Shangyun.

A week before leaving the hospital, there was a little episode in the calm days of healing.

It was an afternoon.

The weather is very hot, the air-conditioning is not turned on in the ward, and even the fan is not turned on. It stays like a sauna.

Lu Yang had been in the Marine Corps. Generally, he is basking on the beach at this time, and he is under the sun-resistant training under the scorching sun. The slender Mo Shangyun had never complained about the ghost weather. It didn't matter if he didn't turn on the air conditioner or the fan. He read books at such temperatures without changing his face, and even sweated very little.

"Commander Mo, do you want to turn on the fan?"

After watching for a moment, Lu Yang asked Mo Shangyun.

"up to you."

Indulging in the magazine in his hand, Mo Shangyun answered without lifting his head.

——The magazine was brought by An Yi with her help, popular science. As for that boring book, after reading two-thirds of Shuo Wen Jie Zi, she had already given it to the land classmates to let him read and study.

Land hugged the book with a bitter face and left, not even daring to refuse.

Determined that Mo Shangyun had an indifferent expression on his face, Lu Yang thought about it, and finally did not turn on the fan.

My impression of Mo Shangyun, the deputy company commander, has changed a lot.

Mo Shangyun saw half of the magazine and felt thirsty, so he stopped and went to get a fruit knife and an apple, intending to cut and eat.

However, the fruit knife in her hand just cut the apple peel, and there was a loud noise outside.

Noisy, it sounds a bit wrong.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shangjun raised his head and asked Lu Yang on the side.

"I don't know." Lu Yang did not know why.

After a pause, she only felt more and more noisy outside. Mo Shangyun frowned lightly. Then she pushed the wheelchair herself, and under the rolling wheels, she reached the door.

can--

Before I could open the door of the ward in the future, I saw the door banged open.

Then, a man covered in blood strode towards her, struggling to hold a kitchen knife around her neck with her calm gaze.

The man yelled at the security guard who was following him with a rough throat: "Don't move! No one moves! Otherwise I will kill her!"

With a little doubt, he glanced at the ink knife of the **** kitchen knife in his hand: "..."