Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

There are three people in the tent. ｀｀｀｀

Ni Jie, who has just washed her hair and is wiping her hair.

Lin Qi returned after holding the washbasin.

Yu Yitong, who was stacking bedding beside his bed.

However, after perceiving the coldness of the cold heart, the three men stopped their actions in unison, and subconsciously looked at the ink standing on the doorway.

Ni Ai put the towel on her neck, looked at the ink and looked at her, and then looked at her bed.

Make you arrogant, make you proud.

Someone will always treat you!

"My quilt, what's going on?"

Mo Shangyun looked at Lin Qi and asked slowly.

Lin Qi reacted and glanced at Liang Zhiqiong's bed, the hint was obvious.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows clearly.

After hesitating, Lin Qi frowned slightly, reminding her, "No fights are allowed."

"know."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, his voice lazy and casual.

However, there is an inexplicable danger.

Seeing her like this, Lin Qi became more sympathetic to her next bed.

In this tent, it's better to provoke anyone than Mo Shangyun.

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Went to take a bath next door, opened the curtain, and walked in with a big swing.

Go further.

Suddenly felt an unclear sight.

The pace paused, the next bed leaned down and looked towards him.

A little familiar woman, standing in line with her right hand, lined up in the middle when she lined up. Because her temperament was a little prominent, she took a few more look and some impression.

However, as soon as she started running, she fell behind, and didn't care.

Right now, when she appeared in the tent, when she got up and didn’t remember...

The next bed glanced at the bed where she lifted the quilt.

It should be the bed of that bed.

"What's the name?" he asked casually, but with extremely heavy coercion.

"Liang Zhiqiong."

The conditioned reflex in the next bed answers generally.

After waiting for a while, he realized that something was wrong, frowned frowning unhappy, and at the same time plucked the ink on his face.

Ink on the ink narrowed his eyes, and his eyes lingered with seemingly absent smiles, seemingly kindly.

His eyes were free on Liang Zhiqiong.

Very typical beauty embryo, beautiful face, eyes, fair skin, just after taking a shower, changed to a clean training uniform, without a hat, a wet hair hangs down, not sloppy, but a bit messy beauty .

With a frown, he showed a bit of ruff, and Mo Shangyun stretched his arm and directly embraced Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder.

Nearly subconsciously, Liang Zhiqiong wanted to shake off her hand, but the arm around her shoulder was very tight, and her shoulder could only move a little, making it difficult to resist.

Liang Zhiqiong took a breath.

"I heard," Mo Shangyun was near her ear, and the slightly lowered voice was full of sensibility, "My bed, are you messing up?"

The melodious tone of voice is nonchalant, but every word is mixed with threats.

Liang Zhiqiong's heart sank slightly.

Then, return to normal.

"It's me," replied proudly, Liang Zhiqiong holding a basin with clothes, leaning his head, staring coldly at Mo Shangyun, with no fear in his tone, "What do you want?"

"Two choices." Mo Shangyun patted her shoulders, and looked leisurely, saying one word at a time, "One, fold the quilt well, when nothing happened. Second, I formed a beam, and I folded myself. However, as for me, if there is a hatred, I estimate that you will have a hard time in the future."

"you……"

The strength of Liang Zhiqiong's shoulders was greater.

Of course, nothing happens.

Frowning, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes lit up with anger.

Will her life be a bit difficult in the future?

Ah!

The strength is not small, and the tone is also great!

With a cold snort, Yin Hong's lips twitched, and Liang Zhiqiong sneered: "Then tie Liangzi well, I'm waiting for your revenge."

The words landed.

Outside the door, a ridiculous female voice suddenly came, "What revenge?"

This sound came out, including Mo Shangyun and Liang Zhiqiong, and the three people who followed them also looked at the curtain naturally.

Soon, one hand grabbed the curtain and opened it, and a figure came in.

Wearing a camouflage training uniform for the landing army, the color is similar to the one worn by the instructor, wearing a round combat cap on the head, the brim is somewhat wide, covering the forehead, and underneath is a three-dimensional beautiful face, simply neat temperament , Raise your hand and do not leave behind.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it, then took his eyes away with interest.

Ji Ruonan.

Probably a female soldier's instructor.

She has no interest.

Patting Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder, she put her arm back, then put it back in her trouser pocket, and came to her bed without any hassle.

Looking at the messy quilt again, Mo Shangyun frowned.

"Mo Shangyun."

Ji Ruonan stared at her back and called her.

Mo Shangyun grabbed the corner of the quilt without even looking back, and said lazily, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Ji Ruonan smiled, then said seriously, "Say hello to you."

Mo Shangyun was in a good shape, simply unreasonable, and folded the quilt intently.

Lin Qi glanced at Mo Shangyun, and wondered that she did not think about Liang Zhiqiong on the spot, but also looked at Ji Ruonan wonderingly, only to feel that Ji Ruonan's attitude towards Mo Shangyun was somewhat inexplicable.

Both Ni Jie and Yu Yitong didn't move. Instead, Liang Zhiqiong pouted his lips, threw the washbasin on the table, and took the clothes hanger to dry the clothes.

After staring at Mo Shangyun for a while, Ji Ruonan retracted his gaze and clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the rest of the tent.

Everyone looked at it, and Mo Shangyun wasn't even interested in looking at her.

"Come and introduce yourself," Ji Ruonan said, "My name is Ji Ruonan, your first stage instructor, temporarily staying in tent 7, I hope we can get along happily in the next time."

"Good season instructor!"

Ni Jie greeted me in a proper manner.

Of course, in the entire tent, she was alone.

The rest were silent.

"Okay, what should I do," Ji Ruonan shrugged, noting the empty space, remembering what Mu Cheng described to her, and she was in a good mood. "I'll go get the bed and bedding."

The bed and bedding were taken back last night, and she had to ask for the assistant in charge of daily necessities.

A little trouble.

Watching her walk out of the tent again, Ni Jie felt a little strange, feeling that she went to get the bed and bedding, but she was not angry at all.

Inexplicable people.

Lin Qi and Yu Yi pretend that nothing happened and continue to do their own thing.

Not long.

Liang Zhiqiong finished his clothes and walked back.

After entering the door, at first glance, he looked towards the bed of Mo Shangyun. The person was gone, but the futons had been rearranged like art.

Recalling the threat of Mo Shangjun, Liang Zhiqiong was a little unhappy, and walked directly to the bed of Mo Shangjun. Once he reached out, he wanted to grab the quilt that was beautifully and neatly folded.

However, before the hand touched the quilt, Lin Qi, who was preparing the futon in the next bed, coldly reminded, "If you move her quilt again, she is not as easy as putting your shoulders on your shoulders."

The hand stopped in the air, Liang Zhiqiong raised his eyes, looked at Lin Qi, raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "Even if I move again, what can she do?"

As soon as he had finished speaking, he extended his hand, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and lifted the quilt as usual.

Lin Qi looked at her sympathetically, writing these four words in her eyes—

You are dead.

After losing his quilt and taking his hand back, Liang Zhiqiong clapped his hands, his eyes full of provocation.

Lin Qi withdrew his gaze and turned back to sort out his quilt.

Also reminded anyway.

Liang Zhiqiong doesn't listen to her. As for what will happen, let her bear it.

Seeing that Lin Qi didn't care anymore, Liang Zhiqiong walked back to his bed indifferently, and began to stack her bedding.

She doesn't like folding quilts. Naturally, any steps are perfunctory.

"You know her well?"

Yu Yitong came over and asked Lin Qi.

"Who?"

Lin Qi inspected the folded quilt and sorted out the corners by hand.

Yu Yitong narrowed his eyebrows, "Ink on...what?"

"Mo Shangyun," Lin Qi glanced at her, and then said, "She is our deputy company commander."

After a pause, Yu Yitong remembered the three words "Mo Shangyun" in his heart, and then introduced himself: "My name is Yu Yitong."

"Lin Qi."

Correcting the corners, Lin Qi straightened up and met Yu Yitong's eyes.

Since last night, she has paid attention to this person, and her behavior is very simple. Although she was standing with the three people before, her temperament is out of tune.

In this morning's assessment, Yu Yitong has also been at the forefront, comparable to male soldiers.

The two of them returned to the origin at almost the same time.

It is estimated that each other has some impressions of each other.

"You also have a relationship with her?" Lin Qi asked.

"It's been cruel to her." Yu Yitong said calmly.

Lin Qi thought and nodded, "Imagine."

"It looks like," Yu Yitong paused. "She is also cruel in your company."

Shaking his head gently, Lin Qi definitely said: "No, she is fine."

Everyone in the company is a fan of Mo Shangyun.

A little puzzled, Yu Yitong was a little unbelieving and his voice was a little deep, "At first, all ten of us were solved by her. But today, her performance is a little unsatisfactory."

There is something in the words, meaning that Lin Qi inked the message from Jun.

Lin Qi thought, "You have to ask her about this."

Mo Shangyun is too slow, and she also cares a bit.

After all, Mo Shangyun should have the ability to crush them.

However, he has been following you arrogantly, keeping in the middle of the pile of people, I don't know what the intention is.

Yu Yitong nodded slightly, knowing that he couldn't inquire too much, so he didn't ask again.

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Ni Jie and Liang Zhiqiong. The former was a little unhappy and felt that Yu Yitong's evaluation of Mo Shangyun was too high, while the latter obviously didn't take it seriously.

*

When Liang Zhiqiong folded the quilt, Ran Feifei and Du Juan also ran back.

The two fell into the last batch at a very slow speed. When they arrived at the same place, they were breathless and took a rest for a while before returning to the tent.

It was still early and the two decided to take a bath.

The two of them just left their forefoot, and Ji Ruonan moved back with his bed and bedding on his hind foot.

At first glance, I saw Mo Shangjun's messy quilt.

She put the bed and lost the bedding, then stood up and swept the rest of the tent.

"Come on," Ji Ruonan raised his voice, and after receiving the sight of the four, the voice sank sharply. "What's the matter with Mo Shangyun's quilt?"

She clearly watched Mo Shangjun pile up.

When we left, the stack was almost the same.

Why was she so messy when she came back, Mo Shangyun was not there?

Liang Zhiqiong folded the quilt, put it on the head of the bed, squinted at her, straightened and said: "I got it."

Ji Ruonan raised his eyes and looked at Liang Zhiqiong.

The two men had the same momentum, their eyes met, the fire was splattering, the surrounding air became dense, and the air pressure gradually decreased.

"why?"

Ji Ruonan asked quietly.

"It's uncomfortable to see it, what reason?" Liang Zhiqiong raised his eyebrows, his arrogance was particularly arrogant.

Ji Ruonan frowned, "I order you as an instructor to fold her quilt."

Liang Zhiqiong is not cowardly, but sneers, "Then your instructor has a lot to worry about."

Such ostentation caused Lin Qi and Yu Yitong to look at each other and exchanged glances.

"Not stacked?" Ji Ruonan was slightly angry.

"No, stack."

After utterly decisively speaking, Liang Zhiqiong smiled coldly. He didn't even care about Ji Ruonan anymore, and turned and walked out.

Ji Ruonan stared at her back, and after a moment, with a cold eyebrow, she also went out.

In the tent, the three of them said nothing.

*

Mo Shangyun came back after bathing.

After coming in, it was found that Lin Qi, Yu Yitong, and Ni Jie were all staring at her. She glanced leisurely at the bed, but she was not surprised at all.

On the contrary, a natural look.

After that, he carried the clothes hanger to dry the clothes.

"Lin Qi."

Yu Yitong found the lunch box and shouted to Lin Qi.

Lin Qi looked at her.

"She is this," Yu Yitong pointed to Mo Shangyun outside the door curtain and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know." Lin Qi said lightly.

It would be strange if Mo Shangyun saw the quilt that was messed up again, and it really went viral on the spot.

Rather, she had expected it.

"Go to dinner?" Yu Yitong issued an invitation to her.

"Ok."

Lin Qi nodded, but didn't refuse.

At this time, Ni Jie also handled things almost the same. When they saw the two hitting each other, they felt a little unbalanced, and came over and proposed to Yu Yitong, "One Tong, count me one."

Yu Yitong glanced at her, his voice calm, "No."

So straightforwardly and decisively refused.

Lin Qi did not expect it, nor did Ni Jie.

Being so rejected, Ni Jie obviously couldn't hold her face, her face was pale, "Why?"

"We are not familiar." Yu Yitong said.

Not familiar?

The perfunctory answer!

Ni Jie was a little angry, and she pointed at Lin Qi without a good air: "Yu Yitong, we are in the army, I am with you, you know her better than you?"

Lin Qi, who was lying on the gun for no reason, frowned a little uncomfortably.

However, I feel a little sympathetic to Ni Jie.

Yu Yitong made it clear that she didn't like her, so she perfunctoryly replied, but she refused to give her a step.

"That's right, then I'll change the reason," Yu Yitong looked at her coolly and said, "I don't like to eat with you."

"..."

Ni Jie's face rose red.

For a time, as if being humiliated, with a red face standing on the spot, the whole person trembles in popularity, staring at Yu Yitong's eyes, full of anger and hatred.

Lin Qi turned around and went to get his lunch box, as if he hadn't seen anything, as usual.

She said to Yu Yitong, "Let's go."

Yu Yitong then took the lunch box, turned around, and came out of the tent with Lin Qi.

Ni Jie still stood still, blushing, staring at them with a grudge.

Yu Yitong!

If it wasn't for their company, they chose her and Yu Yitong two female soldiers, she didn't want to take the initiative to talk to this woman with strange behavior!

Unexpectedly, she didn't give face at all, but also slapped them hard, making her face in front of the outsider, but her face was gone.

at the same time--

Mo Shangyun hung the clothes.

There are not many training uniforms for changing clothes. A clothes hanger is placed outside the tent. Female soldiers hang their coats outside. The changing clothes inside are hung in the tent.

She also drifted with the waves.

Bending down and picking up the basin, Mo Shangyun planned to go back.

However, as soon as I turned around, I heard an intimate and excited cry from behind—

"Ink-ink -"

Mo Shangyun's scalp felt numb.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yan Gui smiling.

It was still as brilliant as laughing, as fast as running, or as a gesture of open hands and hugs.

Mo Shangyun waited two seconds. When Yangui approached, he moved sideways quietly, and Yangui threw himself away.

Fortunately, the figure is flexible, although the center of gravity is not stable, but the foot lifted, stepped on the ground, instantly stabilized.

As soon as he stopped, he leaned in front of Mo Shangyun, with a hippy smile, "Mo Mo, why are you hiding from me?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky.

The white clouds float, the cool breezes practice, and the years are quiet.

She thought she might need a pair of earplugs.

"Mo Mo, are you going to eat together?"

"Mo Mo, when did you arrive, how come I never found you?"

"Mo Mo..."

"Yangui."

Mo Shangyun finally made a noise, interrupting the noisy Yan Gui.

"Hah, you said you said." Yan Gui smiled.

"Idle?"

"Idle!"

"Help me fold the quilt." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

"Yes!" Yan Gui agreed very readily.

He paused and couldn't help but wonder, "Why, are you lazy too?"

Mentioning this, Mo Shangyun felt a cold think of Liang Zhiqiong, who couldn't live forever, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips were ticked.

She looked at Yangui with a smile, nodding, "Yes, lazy."

Yan Gui looked at her and always felt weird.

The temperature around the body is a bit low.