Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

When Mo Cang entered from the door, Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing and others discovered it.

After all, carrying a Venus on his shoulders, coupled with years of accumulation, brings an aura of anger and self-esteem. It is normal for people present to look around.

In an instant, he can become the focus of the audience.

Even the ink on the frost behind him, the gas field should appear weak.

Age is there, the gap is like a chasm.

What's more, Mo Cang looks handsome, not only the skin, but also a mature temperament precipitated by time and experience, which is very eye-catching.

Mo Shangyun glanced at Mo Cang's eyes, and he just felt relaxed in his brain, and he began to have a headache.

Fuck.

If you do not come sooner or later, how come you come at this time?

None of the food is delicious.

Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing, but he saw Yan Tianxing slowly put down his chopsticks, but there was no panic and nervousness, nor did he see the angry resentment of his father's "dead enemy".

It's like seeing the most common leader.

Mo Shangyun inevitably admired him a little. ——After all, even she can feel that Mo Cang's sharp vision like a knife is all directed at Yan Tianxing.

Not merciless at all.

Even when sitting on Yan Tianxing's side, Mo Shangyun felt that his skin was hurt by that sight.

Hitting it in the front, it was estimated to be like Ling Chi.

"Is it my illusion, this old handsome man looks like a black thief."

Liang Zhiqiong peeked a few times, then lowered his voice to mutter to the people around him.

Xu Shicang's aura is too strong. When Liang Zhiqiong opened his mouth, he seemed to hear his teeth trembling.

Rub it.

Liang Zhiqiong quickly filled himself with a big mouthful of rice.

Hearing her whispers, the students at the same table couldn't help but agree.

"Oh, it's really like that."

"Look at that eye, a mold carved out."

"Chorus, is Moshangjun so big?"

"I have always dreamed that people like her who are against the sky, if they are from grassroots, can make people accept it a little bit."

"No way, people with this ability need this identity to be tired. Don't think about it, good people are better than you in every way."

"Hey, I dare not say that I have touched her..."

...

"I feel quite similar," Ding Jing said slowly at the next table.

Especially for the similar aura, Mo Shangyun is just more flamboyant, but now this is just a convergence point.

Anyway, that kind of tune... that's right.

Subei ate a sour radish and casually looked at Mo Cang's figure. Although he didn't speak, he was obviously also speculating about the relationship between Mo Shangjun and this man.

There are nine out of ten, relatives.

Maybe it's the direct one.

She had heard that Mo Shangyun's father, Mo Cang, was a kind of army commander who carried Venus.

The army commander has shrunk in the past two years, but Mo Cang is still standing, showing its ability.

Right now this temperament... how much can match this temperament.

Duan Zimu took a bite of the dish into his mouth, and the narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, paying attention to the situation on Mocang's side.

This middle-aged man, without any surprise, is undoubtedly Mo Cang.

Few people know the identity behind Yan Tianxing, but he knows who Yan Tianxing’s father is and what he has to say to Mo Cang.

The good show has been rolled out, just in time for the show.

"Sir Mo."

Yan Hanyu was the first to stand up.

He turned sideways, saluting at Mo Cang, moving his eyes.

At the same time, led by Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun and Yuan Hai also stood up and saluted a military salute to Mo Cang.

There are very few opportunities to see Yan Tianxing salute, Mo Shangjun can't control the line of sight glanced at Yan Tianxing, so the smooth and natural movements, the unshakable momentum, and the power revealed in each movement's eyes are nothing. No doubt fell into her eyes.

How to say... handsome.

One word.

Handsome.

Salute is not a kind of surrender, but an upright respect. When you set the standard, there is an indescribably handsome.

This belongs exclusively to the soldiers.

——In fact, as long as you wear military uniform, even if you are rolling in the mire, the standard of military action is handsome.

Regardless of the elder's relationship, Yan Tianxing's movements are very standard and very serious, without the slightest perfunctory meaning.

At the very least, Yan Tianxing was quite qualified in his attitude towards his superiors.

The anger held in Mo Cang's heart was cut in half by their standard to rigid salute. -There is no doubt that this action reminds him of the occasion at the moment and his identity.

He didn't have the habit of confusing official business with private business.

"Yan Tianxing." Mo Cang said coldly.

"Yes!"

Yan Tianxing responded.

The voice is not loud, there is no deliberate shout, but it is full of power.

It was a voice that could not be ignored, there was a strong sense of existence, and it did not mean to lower his identity.

Mo Cang's eyes were cold.

It's quite a shelf.

Be virtuous with his father.

"I want to talk about something with the soldiers and Mo Shangyun you brought." Mo Cang said with a strong attitude, specially emphasizing the words "the soldiers you brought", as if deliberately emphasizing their identity at the moment.

Yan Tianxing raised his brow slightly, glanced at Mo Shangyun, "OK."

Anyway, he had no reason to buckle up Mo Shangyun.

There is no reason to help Mo Jun block the knife.

The self-inflicted ink on Yun Yun sighed softly.

"Have you finished?" Mo Cang asked Mo Shangyun.

"..."

No.

However, dare not say.

Mo Shangjun greeted Mo Cang with a stressful gaze, and the words suddenly uttered, "Report, finished!"

Mo Shangshuang glanced at the plate in front of Mo Shangjun.

——After a few days as an instructor, his appetite became smaller.