Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After Peng Yuqiu left, no one came back.

Mo Shangjun had lunch, washed the lunch box, and wanted to sleep in the office, but stayed up late last night and did not go back to the dormitory to take a bath. Now the short sleeves are soaked in sweat, the smell is really bad, and I went back after thinking about it. dorm room.

Unexpectedly, just after coming out of the shower, I heard a knock on the door.

I wiped down my hair with a towel, and Mo Shanjun simply put it on my head, and then went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Jiang Qiong standing in the door in a well-dressed military uniform with a tall posture.

Her hair was messy and soaked, she was wearing a towel, wearing short-sleeved trousers and a little messy ink, and standing with her face to face, it was a very contrast.

Seeing such ink painting, Jiang Qiong looked a little surprised.

I am accustomed to Mo Shangjun's rumblings on the training ground, controlling everything, being serious in the conference hall, expressing clearly, and focusing on the work in the office. Now that she is so grounded and life-like, it will inevitably be a bit... …Well, it's novel and difficult to adapt.

She looks exquisite and beautiful. It is difficult to pay attention to her appearance at work. Only at this time will she be amazed by her face.

She was not even twenty-four years old, it was a young man who could be recognized at a glance.

"Mo Shangyun," Jiang Qiong took back the knocking hand, and after looking at her, she could not help laughing, "How long has it been since your phone was turned on?"

Wiping the water droplets on the face with a towel, the ink said: "It has not been opened."

So far, I haven't stopped, and I haven't even taken a good rest. The things I used to get are in my hands, and Mo Shangyun hasn't taken it out of the bag, let alone played with a mobile phone.

"No wonder," Jiang Qiong nodded and said, "Your dad can't find you and called me to the office. He asked me to remind you to leave for you and go home at the end of the month."

"Well," Mo Shangyun said, "thank you."

"How are you doing?"

"It's almost the end stage."

"That line," Jiang Qiong said, "Leaders still value the next week's exercise. This is to prove the opportunity for the women's second team and take control."

"Ok."

"You take a rest first, you can call me if you have anything."

Jiang Qiong said goodbye.

When Mo Shangyun closed the door and pulled the towel off, he reached for his hair and grabbed his hair. After feeling the length, he could not help raising his eyebrows.

This hair really grows without notice...

I wanted to squint and send the report later, but Jiang Qiong's explanation just made Mo Shangyun a little uneasy to sleep. So she sorted out the dress a little, and she left the dormitory and walked to the men's team next door with the report.

When he arrived on the first floor, he happened to meet Ruan Yan downstairs.

"Looking for Yan Tianxing?" Ruan Yan asked.

"Ok."

"he is not here."

"Oh." Mo Shangyun responded, and then said, "I'll go to him to put a report first, and then come to sleep with you."

Ruan Yan nodded.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand and walked to the stairs quite sleepy.

...

Yan Tianxing really is not in the office.

Mo Shangyun put the report on his desk, then grabbed his hair and came to Ruan Yan's office.

Ruan Yan is a person who knows how to enjoy.

Unlike Yan Tianxing, just drink some tea or something.

gS9 does not limit the appropriate transformation of the office. As long as it is not exaggerated, the leaders will basically open one eye and close one eye, not to mention Ruan Yan’s office will not have any leaders stepping on, so it is even more unscrupulous.

Ruan Yan’s office chairs and desks are all high-end. They are said to have come from Yan Tianxing; the sofa is brand new, although not large, but very comfortable, and the pillows are soft and soft. It is said that he followed the steps to bet, step by step Rong lost to him; there are several drinks on the coffee table, tea, coffee beans, milk tea, and equipped with corresponding utensils...

There is a rumor that in the past six months, Ruan Yan transformed the office with nothing into a team of unprecedented comfortable rooms without spending any money.

When free, every student likes to sit here, even if they don’t like to drink tea or coffee, it will get a little bit of symbolism, it is pure fun.

Moreover, in the office, the air conditioner is generally not turned on. After all, they are soldiers. They are used to the wind and rain outside, and they don’t have the meaning of pursuing enjoyment. Even Mo Shangyun generally does not turn on.

However, Ruan Yan has always used resources reasonably, and he will never suffer himself when he is in the office.

As soon as Mo Shangyun entered the door, he felt the chilly wind in the room and smiled.

His eyes circled inside and found that within a few days, Ruan Yan put a new tank decoration on his bookcase. With a grunt, Mo Shangyun walked to the sofa with tears.

He fell to the sofa, leaned on the pillow, and put the blanket on his body, and soon fell asleep.

After three days without much eye contact, last night, he worked overtime to sort out the report, plus Ruan Yan's sofa was really comfortable to sleep, and Mo Shangyun slept deeply.

After hearing the movement of the door being pushed open, Mo Shangyun woke up with the keenness she had practiced for many years, but she was still so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes. She mumbled, "What time is it?"

"Six-thirty." Ruan Yan answered her in time.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun frowned, turned and sat up.

She squinted, her eyes opened a gap, her eyes fell on the sky outside the door, as expected, the sunset was full of sky, and there was a tendency to be dark.

Ruan Yan just finished training, poured himself a glass of water after entering the door, and then asked Mo Shangyun, "You have been sleeping here?"

"Has Yan Tianxing returned?"

Mo Shangyun asked, while being attracted attention by Ruan Yan.

In the memory, Ruan Yan who has been behind the scenes and sitting in the office, Mo Shangjun rarely sees the scene of Ruan Yan training on the training ground-it can be said that there is basically no.

At most watch Ruan Yan run a few laps.

At present, Ruan Yan is obviously just trained, especially on this hot day, his clothes are all wet with sweat, and he washed his face before coming, but his face was very clean.

"Ok."

With a reply, Ruan Yan drank the water.

Mo Shangyun was awake and tickled his finger at him.

Ruan Yan came inexplicably.

With him, there is also the Buddha who suddenly flew in from the door. It fluttered its wings and wanted to fly to Ruan Yan. But he could walk around Ruan Yan twice, and then flew to Mo Shangyun, and finally on Mo Shangyun. Staying on the shoulder, snuggling intimately with ink on Yun's head.

It is also strange that Ruan Yan has been taking care of the Buddha and is intimately intimate with the Buddha, but the Buddha and Mo Shangyun rarely have the opportunity to contact. Since they have been in contact for a while in May, it has never forgotten Mo Shangyun. Shang Yun is so intimate.

Mo Shangjun stretched his finger to tease it, and it was snarled with amusement.

Ruan Yan came to Mo Shangyun, "Why?"

Raising her eyes, Mo Shangyun raised her hand and squeezed Ruan Yan's shoulders and arms. She felt obvious muscles, and she raised her eyebrows: "It's quite strong."

"..."

This means that he looks rather unreliable?

By all means, Mo Shangyun had to ask: "How many tricks can I make in my hand?"

After a pause, Ruan Yan said something uncomfortable, but still said: "At least ten moves."

Any special forces have one requirement for Ruan Yan: the ability to save lives.

He really needs to protect himself without any assistance to the rest of his teammates. After all, as a World War I correspondent, he has more important tasks.

Compared with the general special forces, he has no problems in all aspects of physical fitness, but it is not outstanding enough.

"... Take back the expression you can't see". Ruan Yan's face turned slightly black.

Mo Shangyun stood up with a smile, patting his shoulder, "Sorry, I didn't know enough about you before."

"I will go to Yan Tianxing first."

Mo Shangjun raised his leg and walked to the door.

After glancing at the messy sofa, Ruan Yan couldn't help but say, "The blanket is folded for me."

"You have worked hard."

Mo Shangyun's words fell, but people had disappeared at the door.

Ruan Yan: "..." It is impossible for anyone else to step into his office.

Why did he spread such an uneasy friend?

*

When Mo Shangyun came to the door of Yan Tianxing's office, he wanted to knock on the door directly, but unexpectedly heard the movement of the conversation inside.

"Come on you. I have known you for so many years. Others don't know you, can I even know? The soldiers under your hands can pick up beams when they are released. Are you still abandoning here?"

It was Jiang Qiong's voice, the tone of gossip.

At the next moment, Yan Tianxing's voice came, "There is no one hundred points."

"But you are too demanding, so is your soldier, and even more about yourself." Jiang Qiong smiled clearly. "Others give you ninety-nine points, you have to get that point back, right?" ?"

Yan Tianxing said: "It is not a bad thing to demand high from ourselves."

"It is also necessary to be forgiving yourself. You are younger than me, and you are more mature than the brigade...you come and see, how has it changed here?"

The door was half-open, and Mo Shangyun could see Jiang Qiong sitting at the desk. She was casual and natural. It was an extremely comfortable state—not the same state as others when facing Yan Tianxing.

Like friends for many years, there is a lot of understanding and can talk freely.

Soon, Yan Tianxing approached his vision. He took a glass and walked behind Jiang Qiong. His elbows leaned on the back of the chair. He leaned down slightly to look at the monitor. His movements were natural and his expression was serious and focused. After a few seconds, he nodded. can."

"That's it," Jiang Qiong said, glancing sideways at Yan Tianxing, and said, "You are also busy on the side, or go for a meal together."

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing stood straight and put the glass on the table.

"Print it for me and hand it over to the brigade along with the second team."

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing nodded.

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangjun stepped forward, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

The two looked up in unison, and their eyes fell to the door.

Mo Shangjun stood in the sunset light, his figure in the gap between the doors, the shadow projected onto the office floor, and it was stretched thin and long. The Buddha An on his shoulder was quiet.

She was carrying the light, caged in the light and shadow, and could not see her figure clearly.

Without entering the door, she put her hand in her trouser pocket and said lightly, "Yan team, the report is on the table."

"I see it, and it's still lacking." Yan Tianxing glanced at the apparently well-prepared report on the table and said, "I'll give it to me again."

"Oh."

Pulling the brim down, Mo Shangjun turned and left.

"To be honest, you are too harsh on her."

Looking at the empty door, Jiang Qiong picked up Mo Shangjun's report.

She flipped over and saw the red callout inside, and was surprised: "Don't you focus on it, why not show her?"

"It doesn't matter," Yan Tianxing said, "smoothly."

He has read Mo Shangjun's report, and it can be regarded as barely qualified if he can change to this level within three days.

Give her a little more time and she can do better.

"You let her just get in touch and write this kind of report without knowing it?" Shaking the report in his hand, Jiang Qiong thought, "I haven't given directions yet."

"She belongs to your women's team."

"But she never asked me once," Jiang Qiong raised an eyebrow. "You told me not to take the initiative to find her."

Yan Tianxing ignored her and planned to go out.

Jiang Qiong stood up, "Hey, come back to life, don't make the relationship too rigid. Let her come, maybe it will grow faster, but it doesn't matter how you lose it. Don't care how she looks like , But she is not yet 24 years old, let her be a little bit."

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids, "Already let it go."

Otherwise speaking is more unpleasant.

"..."

Jiang Qiong was speechless for a moment.

Compared with his soldiers, his attitude towards Mo Shangyun... is indeed very good.

Mo Shangyun was also the first person to smash his office door, but he has not yet been investigated.

However, neither of them...

Private matters are not easy to ask. After thinking about it, Jiang Qiong didn't ask any doubts.

She just said: "You know better than me, people who do everything smoothly, have been denied time and time again, and they have been hit harder than ordinary people."

"She didn't grow up smoothly."

When the words fell, Yan Tianxing walked out of the office.

*

After a day of training, the soldiers left the cafeteria with satisfaction after eating and drinking.

There are no rules for two people in a row and three people in a row. There are obviously a lot of randomness here.

At dusk, they laughed and laughed, hooked their shoulders, some walked backwards, and some jumped up suddenly, full of youth.

Yu Yitong raised his eyebrows tightly and stood outside the canteen, staring at everyone who came out of it.

Once it was confirmed that it was not the person she was expecting, with just one glance, her eyes quickly turned away.

She waited a little impatiently.

Does it take so long to eat a meal?

Finally, when her presence gradually became prominent, she finally saw the person she wanted to see.

Without thinking about it, Yu Yitong went straight to the man.

As she approached, she suddenly shouted, "Xiao Chuyun!"

Xiao Chuyun, who was being pulled by Peng Yuqiu to discuss the "wife chasing plan", suddenly heard the voice, and his eyelids jumped abruptly.

Peng Yuqiu next to him was also stunned. After leaning his head to see the oncoming Yu Yitong, he paused, then patted Xiao Chuyun's shoulder.

A few people around, seeing that Xiao Chuyun had a female team member looking for them, all of them couldn't wait to cast a curious gaze and stretched their necks one by one, wishing to put their ears close to them.

The existence of any hidden gossip must not be overlooked by the men’s team.

Xiao Chuyun paused. When he looked at Yu Yitong, his eyebrows wrinkled, and serious and cautious emotions suddenly appeared on his face.

This is a very cautious expression.

Peng Yuqiu saw it, but Yu Yitong did not.

Yu Yitong only took a deep breath when he stopped walking when she didn't want to see him, and decisively said: "I have something to find you."