Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Although I really wanted to air Yan Tianxing, for the sake of the four-character policy, Mo Shangyun chose to send a text message to Yan Tianxing before bed.

"Mo Shangyun: Sleep, good night. 』

"Fool Yan: Um. 』

Staring at the word for half a ring, Mo Shangjun silently threw the phone back into the drawer and got up to take a rest in the dormitory.

When it shouldn't be cold, it's too cold to wait... When she gets it, see how she gives him back.

Lin Qi did not return to bed after taking a bath, and Mo Shangjun turned off the lamp and went to bed. When he heard that the door was pushed open, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes awakely and glanced at the watch.

Eleven o'clock.

This kind of desperation is really admirable...ah.

Thinking about it in his heart, Mo Shangyun rolled over and continued to sleep.

*

In the next three days, Mo Shangjun sent Yan Tianxing three messages on time every day, which were greetings at 9 am, 2 pm, and 9 pm, and in order to comply with the saying of "persistent", Mo Shangjun gave three greetings in three days. It's all the same.

On the first day and the second day, Yan Tianxing would also reply symbolically, but on the third day, it was almost unbearable.

Is there such a chase? !

what? !

Too careless!

However, Mo Shangyun didn't realize that Yan Tianxing did not reply until the third night. It was estimated that this method might not work, so he decided to change the method.

but--

The next day arrived on Friday, Mo Shangyun was busy with a meeting, accompanied the instructor to give ideological guidance to the veterans, and had to find time to cheer the cheerleaders for the basketball game of tomorrow’s second company. Appeared in front of the camera, but the filming point is even with them, the program shooting process still has to connect with her and Lang Yan.

So, from morning to night.

When she remembered Yan Tianxing again, it was a moment of lying down and falling asleep.

After hesitating, Mo Shangyun thought about it—forget it, they both had been dragging for so long, and they were not in a hurry anyway.

At the same time, a special base.

At 10.5, the office of the captain of the 1st Squadron was still brightly lit.

Yan Tianxing sat in an office chair, raised his hands and looked at a stack of information, but every few seconds, he glanced at the mobile phone at hand, but it was usually disappointing.

——The phone has not been lit up.

He rarely even mute, in case any movement can be heard in time.

knock. knock.

The open door was knocked twice, and Mu Cheng leaned in from the door and gave Yan Tianxing a little surprise. "Yan Ye, are you still busy?"

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids and swept the cold eyes of Mu Cheng abruptly.

Mucheng couldn't help but tremble.

What's this?

Mu Cheng's face was dumbfounded.

"Say things." Yan Tianxing spoke out coldly.

"That," Mu Cheng said aloud, and then he straightened up, walked into the office, walked a few steps and stood still, his waist straight, looking straight ahead, facing Yan Tianxing Road, "Captain, I still have a few Day off, plan to take a break together!"

"doing what?"

"Go to see the mother-in-law, by the way..." Mu Cheng hesitated and told the truth, "Engagement."

"Get off." Yan Tianxing spit out a word angrily.

"team leader……"

Mu Cheng looked at Yan Tianxing pitifully.

However, Yan Tianxing's cold-eyed knife greeted him.

"Then I will come again tomorrow."

Throwing a word in a hurry, Mu Cheng turned around and left. He walked in a hurry when he walked, fearing that he would be blocked by Yan Tianxing's murderous cold eyes, and could never step beyond this threshold.

Yan Tian Xing Qing frowned, and after Mu Cheng disappeared at the door, he looked back.

I know love and love all day long.

Looking down, and then glancing at the mobile phone without any movement, Yan Tian Xing dropped it into the drawer angrily.

It's time to change the phone.

Next time...have a better attitude.

*

Another weekend.

Starting at 9 o'clock this morning, there was a basketball game regularly organized in a reconnaissance battalion in the third company. Early in the morning, soldiers who had no entertainment activities began to wait and have sufficient enthusiasm for this game.

Mo Shangjun went out to practice for three hours in the morning and returned to the Erlian canteen for breakfast at 7 o'clock. He looked up and saw three or two piles of soldiers talking enthusiastically about the basketball game, saying that they wanted to connect one and three consecutive teams. Kill the film without leaving.

"Mo Fulian, are you going to cheer us on?" Xiang Yongming, who appeared in a basketball uniform, held a basketball in his arms and vowed to promise Mo Shangyun, "We promise not to shame you!"

"You guys who have been losing for three years, don't have a face to say this kind of thing?"

Mo Shangyun's tone of voice tuned into their heart nests, and slowly stripped breakfast eggs.

Xiang Yongming's face changed, and he said with a smile: "It used to not represent the present, you see, wasn't it without me?"

As soon as his shameless words came out, there was a lot of booing around him, and Mo Shangyun even raised his eyes speechlessly, and gave him a cool glance.

"Mo Vice President, come on, I heard that one company and three companies plan to join the cheerleading team, and the two companies collude to cheer for them! I heard that their intern platoon leader Lou Xilu will also be the cheerleader." Came out and looked at Mo Shangyun with anticipation, "We can't lose on the court, nor under the court. Mo Fulian, we believe you, as long as you go there one stop, whether it is a thousand troops or a thousand horses, Not to mention!"

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, and gave him a white eye.

"Cheerleaders don't have to worry about you, and play well." Mo Shangyun swept a few people in front of the station, "I don't force you to take the first number, but if you take the last number... Hey, you don't have this anyway. In terms of talents, all entertainment activities will be cancelled in the future."

Everyone: "..."