Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After leaving the group of depressed people, Mo Shangyun returned to the dormitory building.

She was going to pack things, but she walked to the second floor. She inadvertently looked in the direction of the hallway. When the instructor's office was lit, she stopped walking, and after thinking a little, she walked to the only lit office. .

If she remembered correctly, the instructor had a farewell meeting with them earlier.

Mo Shangyun walked to the door of the office.

The door was open, and the instructor was holding several files in his hand. He looked a little heavy and occasionally sighed.

Perhaps too immersed in emotions, he did not find the appearance of Mo Shangyun.

knock. knock.

Mo Shangyun knocked on the door twice, attracting the instructor's idea.

"Mo Fulian," the instructor looked up and saw Mo Shangyun, and asked in a trance, "How did you get up?"

"Clean up things." Mo Shangjun answered briefly.

"Oh." The instructor nodded and then greeted her, "Come in."

Mo Shangyun glanced at the instructor's office.

She rarely visits the instructor's office, but the instructor spends more time in their office. At a glance, all the layouts are the same as the original memory, and nothing has changed.

Even the placement of the drinking glass is exactly the same.

"Look at the files of veterans?"

Mo Shangyun walked in and asked.

The instructor nodded and sighed heavily, with emotion: "All are good seedlings."

They are all good seedlings, but the military age has arrived, plus there is no other way out, they can only go.

Although there are not many opportunities for contact with this group of young people, and this group of young people usually cannot avoid seeing him, but he is watching them come over year by year... Everyone’s identity background, He is clear about the archives and the performance of the troops, and he can even go back to the back.

"The soldiers running in the iron barracks," Mo Shangjun sat across from him, comforting him, "Instructor, let go."

Hearing Mo Shangyun's words, the instructor raised his head and looked at her seriously.

But thinking about it, all the veterans' chances of changing jobs were basically contacted by Mo Shangjun, who couldn't accuse her at all.

Mo Shangyun did everything he could, and gave them a promising future.

"Girl," the instructor said sincerely, "I thank you for them."

"Instructor, they are my soldiers."

Hooked his lips, and Mo Shangyun took it for granted.

The instructor nodded, "Yes, they are your soldiers."

I used to think that Mo Shangjun was a child, a young man with a high military rank, only ideals and grandiose ideas, and could not do practical things. But in fact, what Mo Shangjun did was more serious and responsible than him. There are many more people.

Like Mo Shangyun, it is the one who can really think about the bottom soldiers and actually help them.

"By the way, I heard that you were invited by the special forces to be an instructor?" The instructor raised his head and suddenly asked her.

"No decision yet." Mo Shangyun said.

"It's good to hone and hone," the instructor said. "You are suitable for that kind of place."

Mo Shangyun thought about it and shrugged, "That's the score."

The instructor glanced at her, and finally nodded in agreement.

The two did not chat for too long.

Mo Shangyun drank a cup of tea, then got up and left. When he went upstairs, he thought of the mobile phone he was charging. When he turned around, he went to the company commander's office and picked up his fully charged mobile phone.

Leaning on the desk, Mo Shangyun clicked to turn on the phone, and then unexpectedly received many text message prompts.

The calls are basically from Yan Tianxing.

Because he had to go out a few days ago, and Yan Tianxing was going to participate in the exercise, he was temporarily absent, so Mo Shangyun simply did not bring his mobile phone.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing's exercise ended so quickly.

Mo Shangyun turned over the news of the social software, didn't see what Yan Tianxing sent over, so he thought about it and called back directly.

After she dialed the dial, she leaned her head toward the wall facing Langyan's desk.

Nine forty.

I don't know if Yan Tianxing is asleep.

Almost as soon as this idea came up, the answering call was strangled in the cradle.

"Where have you been in these days?"

Yan Tianxing's mellow and hoarse voice came from the phone.

"In the company." Mo Shangyun blushed without panting.

"I called your instructor." Yan Tianxing said straightforwardly, "You took three days off."

"..."

The lies were dismantled neatly, even if they were painted on black, at this time there were some dumb words.

Some good feelings that I just raised after chatting with the instructor, in Yan Tianxing's two sentences, were successfully suppressed, and there was no flame left.

"Say it?"

Waiting for a while and not waiting for a response, Yan Tianxing's voice suddenly froze.

"Go out for an appointment."

Raised his hand and touched his nose.

"Mo Shangyun, are you looking for smoking?" Yan Tianxing suppressed the anger that was about to erupt.

Ignoring his anger completely, Mo Shangyun asked lightly: "Have you disfigured?"

"..."

Yan Tianxing was crushed with anger.

Damn, who told her? !

"No." Yan Tianxing's tone was rather rigid.

"Yan Tianxing," Mo Shangyun shouted his name, and he put his hand into his pocket with a calm tone. "Your person is mine, and your face is mine. Before I didn't say'no', you suffered." I was hurt to report, if you found a woman...I touched where you touched, did you hear?"

Speaking of which, Mo Shangjun's voice was slightly aggravated, with an irresistible overbearing taste.

This bold statement fell into Yan Tianxing's ears, and even he couldn't help but stunned.

"Mo Shangyun, you have a mouth, right?"

After reacting, Yan Tianxing frowned, not having a good airway.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and accepted the words without hesitation. "You have a mouth, but you are horrible, can you bear it?"

Yan Tianxing: "..."

A woman knows to be brave and brave!

Pressing his eyebrows, Yan Tian Xing Qiang did not bother with her and pulled the topic up and said, "I ask you, where have you been in these days?"

"Date." Mo Shangjun repeated it.

"You try to die again?"

Yan Tian Xing Gang's anger fell down, and then came back.

He pouted his lips, thinking that the product was probably blown up. Seeing that he was still injured, Mo Shangyun said truthfully: "I'm going to avenge you."

This unexpected answer made Yan Tianxing stunned.

Later, he asked: "What hatred?"

"Revenge your disfigurement."

"Who are you looking for?"

Yan Tianxing's tone was slightly cold, and he was too lazy to emphasize the fact that he did not disfigurement.

"Black Hawk," Mo Shangyun said lightly, paused, and added, "By the way, I returned the hatred of my foot injury."

"So you are carrying me and meeting your old lover?" Yan Tianxing's voice was cold and bitter, and his anger broke out.

"Who said he was my old lover?" Mo Shangyun was puzzled.

"Humph."

Yan Tianxing hummed arrogantly, with a meaning of "you and I know everything".

"...Don't." Mo Shangyun burst into a sloppy tongue, "Yan Tianxing, what did you see that day?"

"He kissed you." Yan Tianxing, who was in a rage, thought of the unpleasant memory, and his mouth was sour.

Dear?

Oh shit!

With a frown, Mo Jun was irritable, but he still had to fight for reasons, "Will the old lover give me a knife?"

"How else is it old?" Yan Tianxing asked back.

"I'll give you a cut!"

Mo Shangyun choked off the phone without calling.

When I raised my hand, I almost dropped my phone.

But, thinking it was not worth it, he took back his hand.

——The boy who kissed her?

Mo Shangyun pressed his temples anxiously.

Thinking about it, she only gave him a brick and two knives... It was cheaper for him!

Frowning his brows, Mo Shangyun thought of the muddy boy, and then thought of Yan Tianxing.

One or two, no one worry!

However, the phone was shaken before the anger disappeared.

"Remarks: Fool Yan"

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and hung up.

Soon, the phone came again within two seconds.

Continue to hang up.

Until the third one, Mo Shangyun thought that he had nothing to do with it. It was far-fetched to say that he was still wearing a cuckold, so he thought about it and took it again.

I thought that he had hung up his three phones in a row, and Yan Tian Xing Tie was going to jump like thunder, but as soon as the phone was put in his ear, he heard Yan Tian Xing's gentle and calm voice——

"Not hurt?"