Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

When Mo Shangyun arrived at the camp, Ding Jing was sitting by the stream to wash his wounds.

And Ren Yu was thrown into the weeds by the stream. At first glance, she thought it was Ding Jinggang who had just settled out of Ren Yu. At this moment, he was planning to clear his blood.

"so late?"

Taking out his hunting knife and washing it in the stream, Ding Jing squinted in the direction of Mo Shangyun.

Carrying the rifle on his shoulder, Mo Shangyun walked towards her calmly and asked, "How long has it been?"

Holding the knife handle, Ding Jing slipped the blade in the stream, and then said lightly: "Twenty minutes."

Nodded slightly, Mo Shangyun glanced into the grass and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Tired."

Raised his eyebrows, Ding Jing's tone was a bit disgusting.

A big man, just ran for a while...it was exhausted alive.

Mo Shangyun looked at her speechlessly.

They came over nonstop.

According to their previous speed, it took three hours to get there, and now it has shrunk to more than an hour, and it is running on unconventional roads. It is not bad to be able to run vigorously on all fours. The requirements should not be too high.

Although, Ding Jing could arrive so quickly, she was also a little surprised.

After washing the hunting knife, Ding Jing asked Mo Shangyun, "How is your situation?"

Walking slowly, Mo Shangyun came to Ding Jing and found a stone to sit down, and then said: "In the beginning Qin Xue really wanted to keep up with you, but because he couldn't keep up, and an instructor kept watching She, she gave up."

Although Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing did not have any communication about the plan, the two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding.

Ding Jing is responsible for taking away Ren Yu in times of turmoil, while Mo Shangyun observes Qin Xue's actions.

The specific way of action is up to them.

The ultimate goal is the camp. -They meet here.

They do not even need to say their destination in advance, because after some analysis, the destination is their most suitable meeting place.

Similar to the reason that arriving late may be suspected, other places may not be found, continue to rub in the jungle and more likely to meet the instructor, etc. In fact, they have no focus on choosing to arrive at the camp as fast as possible. The camp gathered for a simple and crude reason-Qin Xue and others could never arrive within two hours.

Especially in the case of being chased by the instructor and the risk of disorientation.

It would have arrived at 4 pm according to the normal plan, but after such a lot of tossing, it would be nice to be able to arrive before dark.

They arrived in advance, it can be said that the instructor did not pay attention to catch a coincidence, but also because of this, the instructor should be more focused on finding the trouble of Chai Xinyan, Xiao Qiang and Qin Xue.

During this period, they can move freely.

"Did she stare at me, or at Ren Yu?"

Putting the hunting knife in the scabbard, Ding Jing asked with some doubt.

"I don't know," Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow. "It's estimated to be all."

She didn't even touch the door to this matter, let alone analyze it.

It is not easy to achieve this level.

Ding Jing thought about it carefully, but her brain was obviously not suitable for activities. After thinking about it for a while, she simply untied her laces and said: "While he is still awake, you can help me pick a foot The blisters on it."

"I?"

Mo Shangyun asked inexplicably.

Ding Jing asked of course: "Otherwise?"

"..."

You errands, how can you direct her so confidently?

Taking advantage of Mo's speechless gap, Ding Jing had taken off his army boots. She reached for her socks and stretched out towards Mo Shangyun. "Come, come and fight fast."

Mo Shangyun endured the urge to pick up a stone and smash that foot, and he said angrily: "Go and wash your feet."

"...Everywhere."

Ding Jing should soon get off.

Although Ding Jing is not an exquisite person, but after walking for two days, he also sweats a lot. If you want to pass it to Mo Shangyun to pick a bubble... just wash it.

Ding Jing washed his socks homeopathically.

Looking at the two white and clean feet that came to him again, Mo Shangyun sighed, thinking that she would be too stingy when she digs a pig's hoof, and then she pulled out her hunting knife.

For more than an hour in Ding Jing’s life, I was afraid that it wouldn’t be too much. Both feet blistered, ranging from two to three, and one bubble broke directly. She cleaned her hunting knife and then used the tip of the knife The bubbles on Ding Jing's feet were picked one by one, and then the medical bag was taken out of the backpack, and some medicine was found to smear.

She was not given a bandage, because the bandage was not easy to move, and she finally put a few band-aids on Ding Jing.

"It should be fine here in a short time," put the hunting knife away, and Mo Shangyun watched Ding Jing's movements in his shoes, and said, "It doesn't matter if you run around barefoot."

Hearing the sound, Ding Jing smiled for a while, then continued to wear shoes, and said with a smile: "I like to put the word "in case" on my head, and remind me at all times."

"whatever."

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun was no longer demanding.

Taking advantage of Ding Jing's effort to wear shoes, Mo Shangyun also cleaned the wound on her body.

She is not as messy as Ding Jing. Although she rushes on the road non-stop, she still bypasses when she encounters obstacles. If she can’t get around, she uses a knife or a branch to open the way. Only occasionally will she be scratched by the branch It is rubbed by stones or something, but the problem is very small. After cleaning, you don’t even need to apply the medicine, just let them scar.

In a short time, Ding Jing, who was wearing military boots, came towards her, "I'll help you."

"what?"

Sideways, Mo Shangyun glanced at her suspiciously.

Squatting down, Ding Jing said rightfully: "Pick blisters."

Mo Shangyun said lightly: "I'm fine."

Raised his hands and snapped his fingers, Ding Jing squatted halfway, his elbows on his knees, "You have no blisters on your feet, I really can't move you."

"..."

It seems that there are really bubbles on the feet.

Ding Jing said clearly: "Come on, I don't dislike you."

"...But I despise you."

"I have a light hand."

"When you say that, it makes me think you will retaliate maliciously."

"Am I that kind of person?" Ding Jing asked sadly.

"Yes."

Mo Shangyun took the conversation without thinking.

Ding Jing: "..." lying trough, is it still so sad? !

In less than three seconds, Ding Jing changed a cold and proud look, and the hunting knife was taken out by her. She was playing with it in her hand, just like the king above, deliberately sneered: "This is this thing, you want to You have to do it, you have to do it if you don’t want to do it. But I would like to advise you to ask the knife in my hand before making a decision."

At the same time, Ren Yu, who gradually regained consciousness, raised his head in a trance. Hearing Ding Jing’s words abruptly, the figures of Ding Jing and Mo Shangyun appeared in his field of vision.

"This is a plan, overlord bowed hard? 』

Ren Yu couldn't help but have a peeping excitement, but after thinking about it, he felt that he should continue to pretend to be comatose, lest they be known to themselves... Lying trough, will it kill people?

Mo Shangyun said with a headache: "Let's watch less of the brain-disruptive drama."

Ding Jing scoffed, "I read books."

Mo Shangyun felt incredible.

What's special~www.readwn.com~I'm still very proud~www.readwn.com~Is there any difference from watching a drama?

Mo Shangyun said: "...Where is that book, I will burn it for you now."

"I was discovered by my former company commander and it was torn on the spot." Ding Jing was very sorry.

She took it from the health worker next door. After being torn, she added a sum of money to repay her.

Think about it and panic.

Mo Shangyun sincerely said: "Thank you to your company commander for me."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ding Jing's eyes became fierce.

"Well."

Mo Shangyun simply passed his whole leg.

Ding Jing frowned, "Don't wash your feet?"

"You come to wash." Mo Shangyun said calmly.

"I?"

Mo Shangyun sneered, raised her finger, hooked her chin, and asked, "otherwise?"

"..."

Startled by her movements, eyes, and tone, Ding Jing only felt that all the goose bumps on her body were up.

Well, she regretted...

But here in Mo Shangjun, regret medicine is absolutely non-existent.

As a errand, even the footwash was poured out, and now I wash my feet... that's also a matter of closing my eyes.

With a sigh, Ding Jing confessed to taking off his shoes.

At this time, Mo Shangyun glanced back, and said in a cool voice: "Pretend to die, do you want to continue lying?"

Ren Yu, who was originally shrunk in the grass and intending to "peep", when he heard Mo Shangjun's name, he no longer dared to "pretend to die", got up from the ground with a smile, and then limped closer to this side. Shouted earnestly and earnestly: "Boss, Sister Ding."

Ding did not lift the camera and said: "Go and pick yourself up."

"Oh, okay."

Ren Yu nodded confusedly.

He also wanted to tell the pictures he saw last night to Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing as soon as possible, but he didn't expect...

The two of them seemed to be in no hurry.

But when he squatted down by the river, he suddenly realized... why Ding Jing asked him to "pick up".

As soon as he reached the stream, Ren Yu was dumbfounded.

The forehead was knocked into a hole, and the blood should stop, but the blood flowing from the hole covered the whole face. The forehead went down, and the blood had solidified, standing with some dust, dust, and broken leaves. The visual stimulation... really shocked him directly.

"Sister Ding, you can't wake me up, don't you need to use such a ruthless hand?" Ren Yu stood with his hand on the blood, wiped the dirt on his face, and complained to Ding Jing in disbelief.

Ding Jing, who took off all the shoes and socks on the ink, looked at him contemptuously. "I don't know where I hit it. This IQ basically says goodbye to the special forces."

"I think you are half a catty."

Mo Shangyun spoke slowly and coolly.

Ding Jing: "..."

Seeing Ding Jing being stunned, Ren Yu felt a lot of comfort, but this joy, almost didn't slide from the shore into the stream.

After stabilizing, Ren Yu has a lot of rules, while dealing with his injury, while thinking about where he hit.

Because all thoughts are about "how to keep up with Ding Jing", the memory of everything about it is very trance.

Just now, before squatting down to the stream to look at his face, he only felt that his forehead was knocked a little, not knowing how serious the situation was.

Thinking about it now, Ren Yu had a little memory.

It seems to have hit it somewhere, just installed on the broken branch of the tree...should it be the injury at that time?

Thinking of this, Ren Yu couldn't help but sigh, but soon, he thought of Ding Jing who had been running ahead.

It's strange that he seems to never be able to catch up with Ding Jing. He can only try to shorten their distance as much as he can, even with Ding Jing.

He gave Ding Jing a careful look. His admiration for Ding Jing was like a torrent of water, and he couldn't get it back.

At this point, Ren Yu accelerated the speed of wound treatment.

*

Here.

Ding Jing took off the socks on his left foot, and saw the scar on her instep at a glance.

"Lying trough, stabbing down with a knife..." Ding Jing glanced at him carefully, and looked at Mo Shangyun in surprise, "Who is so enemies with you?"

I had forgotten the ink scar on the foot, and glanced at the instep of the foot, thinking Shirakawa.

It is almost nine months from now.

However, many things are still a mystery.

That incident; Shirakawa and that woman; stabbed her but secretly helped each other...

The more you investigate, the more confused you are.

Earlier, she turned Chen Lu's Qiu Quan to a shotgun, but later she still felt strange.

What would happen?

Just hit the shotgun deal?

Who is it that leads them to Yuncheng virtually?

Is it related to Zhou Yuan?

Is Zhou Yuan still alive now?

The messy information, but there is no clue that can be grasped.

Withdrawing his mind in time, Mo Shangyun glanced at Ding Jing and said lightly: "The enemy."