Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun looked at the man in front of him.

The handsome facial features, the thick eyebrows flying diagonally into the temples, the eyelid of the phoenix eye lifted slightly, the dark eyes appeared with confusion, the contour was deep and tough.

The cold wind roared past. He wore an army uniform, his jacket was casually placed on his shoulders, and he swayed in the wind. There was only one shirt and two collar buttons unbuttoned, revealing the delicate and tempting collarbone. This man, even The standing posture is idle, but the momentum and pressure are surging. When facing the eyes, even breathing is contained.

Beautiful, domineering, demon.

This is the evaluation given by Mo Shangjun after looking at both eyes.

"Good sir!"

Mo Shangjun cried vigorously, saluting him in a flowing cloud.

Ten seconds ago, this man, who looked like a demon, suddenly walked into the runway, blocking her way.

"first name."

He lifted his thin lips lightly, the man's eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes frowned.

"Report, Mo Shangjun!" After finishing the conditioned reflex, Mo Shangjun stood more and more straight after she paused. She added, "Black soil ink, the upper heaven, Zhu Junyun!"

"Why didn't you take part in the assessment?" the man asked in a low voice, his voice full of confusion.

Oh……

Mind turned around, Mo Shangyun understood his intention.

Thinking about it, my thoughts gathered slightly, and Mo Shangyun continued to speak sincerely, "Report, I believe my reason has been made clear!"

"to not fix?"

The man took a step closer, covering the light, low words in front of her, seemingly bewitched, and slipped quietly to the bottom of the ear.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, and then faced the enchanting eyes, the gloomy eyes, revealing a dangerous atmosphere, and the sense of oppression came from all directions.

His eyes moved slightly, and Mo Shangyun changed his mind, "Not necessarily!"

"Conditions." The man frowned irritably.

"Report, I don't rule out the possibility of changing my mind, but I'm sorry, I'm just like you, I don't know what the possibility is!" Mo Shangyun said seriously, the waist bar unconsciously, straightened a few more Minute.

Pretend!

The men's eyes became more gloomy and depressed.

"Give you three seconds and turn me into a normal person." The man stared at her eyes and spoke coldly, his tone completely commanding.

"..."

After being given such an inexplicable order, Mo Shangjun twitched the corner of his mouth.

Gee.

Lose her as a leader!

"Come on," moving his wrist, Mo Shangjun relaxed his tight body. After correcting his hat, he shrugged helplessly at him, "What the **** do you want?"

"Agree to the assessment." The man's words were simple and clear.

"Sir," clapped his hands and raised his eyebrows with ink on his face, a surging smile appeared on his eyes, "I believe you understand what I mean."

"So?" The man's eyes lifted slightly, and his eyebrows were filled with evil charm.

"Goodbye."

After finishing quickly, Mo Shangjun moved to the right, intending to bypass him.

The man frowned impatiently, his arms stretched out, and he laid in front of her. His palms turned, grabbed her by the shoulders, and took her directly to her.

After stabilizing again, the two faced each other, and Mo Shangyun's kind smile also implied a little impatience.

"Sir, our troops are a democratic place, acting strictly in accordance with the wishes of the lower-level fighters..." Mo Shangyun said with a good tone, "You know?"

"That's your army." Lazily said, the man didn't see the regulations at all.

"I have to go?" Mo Shangyun frowned.

"It's imperative to go." The man repeated word by word, without any discussion.

"Come on," Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, while looking at the man's expression, while continuing to discuss, "Sir, you know I just graduated, I don't do much, my mood is unstable, and I'm easily confused by beauty..."

"Straight." The man frowned, interrupting her impatiently.

"Okay," Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow, and while raising the man's hand, he raised his hand and hooked him on the shoulder. She smiled and proposed, "Sir, it's not impossible to want me, but , You have to sell it!"

The eyelid was raised, and the man didn't think about it, "Okay."

"..."

rub!

But Mo Shangyun, who played the rogue, heard the "good" sound, and after seeing the man's decent appearance again, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

it is good?

So refreshing? !

This is the opposite...

Between thoughts, the man spoke solemnly, "Phone."

"..."

Mo Shangyun spent a few seconds to adjust the uncomfortable mood, and finally when the man almost changed his face, quickly said his office phone number.

After listening, the man lifted her hand away from her, and then lifted her slender and beautiful fingers upwards, and pressed the camouflage training hat and brim worn by Mo Shangjun from below, pushing it up and revealing the smoothness. With his forehead full, he lowered his eyes, and his eyes met with Mo Shangyun, and there was a smile in his faint brows.

At that moment, a strange atmosphere spread between the two.

"I'll give you three days to sell you sex." When he said this, the man used the official tone.

For a moment, Mo Shangyun strongly supported him, squeezed out two words and said, "Wait."

However, the man did not wait for her answer, and at the moment she spoke, she turned and left.

Hunting for the cold wind, the coat swings, and the long, upright figure, accompanied by a touch of pine green, drifts away from the field of vision.

After the man entered the car door, Mo Shangyun's thoughts were pulled back, frowning with a headache.

Damn!

If I knew it, I wouldn't lie to him...

After a short pause, Mo Shangjun pressed the brim of the hat. Afterglow in the corner of his eyes glimpsed the jeep driving away, and he glanced back anxiously.

*

noon.

Mo Shangjun had dinner and arrived at the training ground, where he saw a group of people assembled under the leadership of three platoon leaders.

"Done?"

Going over, Mo Shangyun stared at Lin Qi.

"The report is here!" Lin Qi reported decisively and forcefully.

"Oh," Mo Shangjun nodded, and after looking at his watch, he spoke very casually, "Presidents, you can go."

"..."

The three platoon leaders standing in front of the team heard the sound and looked at each other.

"Want to practice together?" Yang Shang asked Mo Shangyun leisurely.

"Yes!" the three men shouted in unison.

"..."

Mo Shangyun is quite speechless.

Really afraid she let their soldiers die halfway?

"Yes, ten kilometers off-road, platoon leader supervision, record scores, unqualified come again." Mo Shangyun stood hand in hand.

"Report!" Li Liang shouted loudly.

"Say." Mo Shangjun looked at him.

"How about you?" Li Liang asked closely, staring at her closely.

"I wanted to run with them, but you are in..." Mo Shangyun smiled, "I'm going to make up."

"..."

At the time, everyone present was speechless.

Damn, without such laziness and pitfalls!

"Goodbye."

Waving to them, Mo Shangyun assuredly handed over the task.

The long rows of Zhang Zhenghan are honest and honest, and may be soft-hearted, but although Lin Qi and Li Liang are thinking about their soldiers, they will not do something unnecessary to fool her, so they handed over the task to them, and Mo Shangyun returned It's relatively safe.

However, telling them to go to "make up", Mo Shangyun did not go to the dormitory, but went to the office.

"Yo, it's just right."

As soon as he pushed the door in, Mo Shangyun heard Lang Yan's happy voice.

After hesitating, Mo Shangyun just wanted to close the door quietly, but Lang Yan's movement was too fast, and she came to her in a flash.

"Good company commander."

Leaning on the door, Mo Shangyun squeezed out his smile.

Long Yanxiao's sister-in-law was not bullied, but she just stuffed a pile of A4 paper in her arms. "This is the recruit's information. They arrive on Monday. You will get acquainted first. You will arrange it by then."

"……Oh."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Mo Shangyun: It's a circle of forks, you can't even write two words of restraint, right? !

Lord Yan: At present, Mei Se is a fart.

Mo Shangyun: Uh, it makes sense.

Bottle: Ink and ink, "Black soil ink, God on the sky, Zhu Junyun", what do you explain so clear?

Mo Shangyun: Convenient to remember [Don't have deep meaning].

The bottle raised his hand silently: Pappa, Pappa [applause].

Mo Shangyun: ...

Lord Yan: ...

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Understand why Mo Mo explained his name? I don't care, you realize it yourself.