Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Look?"

Mo Shangyun's interest is quite high.

Hearing that Mr. Ji loves collection, it is rare to have taste in this group of special forces.

She didn't have a chance to see Mr. Ji's collection, but she also saw a stone, Yu Huashi, at Ruan Yan. It is said that Ruan Yan spent some time thinking about it.

After glancing at Mo Shangjun, Tang Shi couldn't quit, so he took the small box from the side of the pillow and gave it to Mo Shangjun.

The large box with two palms is wooden, and the touch is cool, and the ink is picked by the finger, and it is opened.

A pile of colorful stones appeared in the eyelid. Ink on the ink was placed under the weak light for a moment, and finally raised his eyebrows at Tang Shi.

Mo Shangyun smiled and said: "I earned it. Six genuine Yuhua stones, and Ruan Yan asked him to get one."

"Authentic?" Tang Shi blinked.

She could see that it was Yuhua Stone, but she had never been in contact with Yuhua Stone, and she did not know how to distinguish... Of course, more importantly, she thought about why Ji Zhou wanted to send this to her. She had no intention to study the truth.

"Mr. Ji is relatively pitted, but he still doesn't use fakes to give gifts." Mo Shangyun closed the box and handed it back to Tang Shi.

"Oh."

Tang Shi became increasingly absent-minded.

She hesitated and pressed her irregularly beating chest to Mo Shangjun and asked, "Then...why..."

"I don't know, it's up to you to ask yourself." Mo Shangjun lay back. "However, as far as I know, among the qualified students, only you have received Mr. Ji's gift."

"Have you none?"

"Thank you, I will go to him tomorrow to ask..."

"Ink team."

Knowing that Mo Shangyun was joking, Tang Shi shouted at her with a smile.

"Go to bed first and get up early tomorrow."

"Ok!"

Tang Shi exhaled.

She still didn't figure it out.

However, Mo Shangjun was lying on the bed next door, very close together, and Tang Shi could perceive Mo Shangyun's existence without deliberately feeling it.

A manic jumping heart gradually settled down.

Not long after, Tang Shi slept.

*

Early the next morning, as soon as the whistle got up, the team went downstairs to gather.

Although Mo Shangjun didn't need training, he didn't be lazy. After getting up with them, rubbing and washing, finishing the bedding and daily necessities of the bed, he stretched out and left the dormitory.

Although the reported matter is resolved, there is still a lot of work to be done.

But rare, she can still remember to eat, and the time for three meals a day is not so nervous.

The accident happened during lunch at noon and was just hit by Mo Shangyun.

The women's second team was just established, and unlike the men's team, there is no special area. Their office building, dormitory building, training ground and cafeteria are all shared.

When eating, it is naturally together.

In total, there were so few people, the cafeteria was enough, and the cooking class did a little more, which was normal and normal.

However, the women’s team has a good relationship with the cooking class. After all, they have been with each other for so many years. In addition, they are all female students. If they say something nice, the cook will add more dishes to them. But the women in the second team are all lacking in heart and muscles, and they are not happy to see this more or less distribution, and they are always unhappy.

Exactly, on this day when Mo Shangjun was here, the "war" broke out unbearably.

At the time of the incident, Mo Shangjun and Jiang Qiong were sitting together, discussing the distribution of equipment for the women's second team. When the surroundings were gradually noisy, Mo Shangyun frowned anxiously, but thought they should have counted, so Did not intend to control.

"Team Jiang! Team Mo!"

Seeing that things were not good, Xiong Zhixin hurried over to ask for help.

Mo Shangyun raised his sloppy eyelids and glanced slightly at the place where the "war situation was fierce."

It was also Ding Jing and Subei who took the lead in these unsatisfactory things. Baili Zhao and Yu Yitong were mixed because they were affected by the soup of the female team. Liang Zhiqiong, Qi Qi and Sheng Zi were simply In the past, cheer up, and the women's team there were some of them looking at the eye, the number is four or five, but the morale of each one is not weaker than the group of Ding Jing.

At a glance, Mo Shangyun was stabbed by the soaring murderousness, almost blind!

Gee, hurt the eyes.

Jiang Qiong frowned, first glanced at Mo Shangyun, and then asked Xiong Zhixin in doubt, "What's going on?"

Xiong Zhixin said with embarrassment: "It's a matter of a few pieces of meat and two chicken legs. If you don't agree, you will quarrel."

She sat a little far away, so she didn't figure out who was the first to provoke and who was the coaxer, and finally this stalemate. However, moving the toes also knows that a slap does not sound, and both sides are responsible.

Now that the two captains are there, how to solve is the most troublesome problem.

"Are they all children?" Jiang Qiong smiled.

"...It's really not very old." Xiong Zhixin said weakly.

Jiang Qiong looked up at Mo Shangyun.

I had to rebel against my next team. I thought Mo Shangyun would be a bit worried, but I didn’t expect that Mo Shangyun didn’t have the meaning of worrying about it at all. Chopsticks, yozai freely feed into the mouth.

It’s called incense.

It's a strange person.

"Team Mo, why are you still eating it?" Xiong Zhixin said in horror, "Don't care about them?"

"I just took office," Mo Shangjun said helplessly, shaking his head towards Xiong Zhixin, with emotion, "I can't hold it down, I can't hold it down."

Xiong Zhixin: "..."

I haven't been your instructor, maybe I really believe it. When you were an instructor, you not only suppressed female students, but also made male students dare not say anything!

In this way, do you dare to say that it can't be suppressed? !

I’m afraid I don’t want to control it...

Mo Shangjun stroked the chopsticks in his hand and pointed to the situation over there. Then he asked Jiang Qiong with a guilty conscience: "Jiang Jiang is a senior. How do you solve this kind of thing?"

The problem was played back and forth like football.

Jiang Qiong only sighed that she was older. If she were a few years younger, she had to keep up with Mo.

The girl's little abacus made a thief noise, and she took care of the calf.

Mo Shangyun's attitude is: she won't intervene in this matter anyway. At the very least, she won't rush in with Jiang Qiong.

Too.

Her intervening persuasion is equivalent to representing the second team and the first team in soft service. There were many players in the first team who did not accept her. She was so weak, and then it was really not easy to mix.

Jiang Qiong can only come first.

However, although Jiang Qiong appreciates Mo Shangyun, he is the captain of the first team, and it is impossible to blindly let Mo Shangyun.

Jiang Qiong said briskly: "It's okay, let them make trouble. Young people always have an inexhaustible flame and energy."

"That line!"

Mo Shangyun nodded his head and responded decisively.

Xiong Zhixin: "..."

Two captains, we don’t take this impulse...

Mo Shangjun and Jiang Qiong discussed leisurely and complacently here, but the battle next door became more and more intense. The smell of gunpowder spread to every corner of the canteen without hiding.

The players who did not participate in the dispute, mainly the team of the team, were very calm. Seeing Jiang Qiong had no reaction, they ate their own food with their own care, as if the dispute was only on TV. Deduction does not have any practical relationship with them.

In contrast, the only member of the second team, Tang Shi, who did not intervene in the dispute, looked at Mo Shangyun with some anxiety and anxiety, and vaguely hoped that Mo Shangyun could intervene.

But gradually, she saw the reaction of a team of players, and she also noticed something in a trance. She lowered her head, took a deep breath, and bowed her head to eat like no one else.

The veteran who took her gave her a strange look.

This little girl is quite thinking about things.

No one was involved in this dispute. Eventually, physical conflict inevitably occurred.

It should have intensified, but, because a bowl of soup was drastically caught on the head of the cooking class who had just heard the news, the physical conflict was declared over before the development of the physical conflict.

Mo Shangyun glanced twice, and saw the head of the cooking squad, which was filled with soup leaves and soup bowls, and the soup bowl was still hanging on the forehead.

The head of the cooking class is covered with black lines.

"Huh, horrible."

Jiang Qiong's face suddenly changed.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his nose, his heart had an ominous hunch.

If she was right, the squad leader of the cooking class seemed to be a fourth-level noncommissioned officer... It is a little strange to see this rank in the army.

"Who can tell me, what's the matter?!" The squad leader of the cooking class looked awkward, and after a roar, his sharp eyes immediately swept to Jiang Qiong and Mo Shangyun, and he growled angrily, " Team Jiang! What new captain!"

This person's seniority is older than her. Normally Jiang Qiong will not take the initiative to provoke her, but now... even her soup was detained by her soldiers.

Inevitably guilty.

She just thought of getting up, but suddenly heard the opposite Mo Shangyun said, "I'm not called'What new captain'."

Jiang Qiong felt a sharp sword poked straight into the forehead. After the poking, he spun a few times with the brain plasma, which made her brain hurt.

In the afternoon, I will run the brigade's office again...

The squad leader of the cooking class was stunned by Mo Shangyun's eloquent words. He glanced aside, and immediately the cook ran over, leaning on his side and saying Mo Shangyun's name.

"Good, the Mexican team!"

After three consecutive successes, the head of the cooking class directly pointed his finger at Mo Shangyun. He stared fiercely at Mo Shangyun, and every word was mixed with monstrous flames, "I hope you can give me an explanation!"

A squad leader of a cooking class, regardless of his high qualifications, even let two officers with more than two bars "explain", it is extremely arrogant.

However, Jiang Qiong was the first to stand up and round the field. "Lao Zhang, we have not dealt with this matter. We apologize to you."

Her words fell, and Mo Shangyun also stood up.

Although she just had her own perseverance, she also changed her previous state of hanging out. She first looked at squad leader Zhang, then lifted her eyelids, and her eyes fell on the rest of the students.

They immediately became honest since they splashed soup on Captain Zhang. ——The soup bowl belongs to them, and it is the other party who works with them. However, it is their responsibility that involves innocent people. This cannot be shirkable.

When Mo Shangyun looked at them, they suddenly became guilty.

Mo Shangyun didn't talk much, and said straightforwardly: "Apologize."

"Monitor Zhang, I'm sorry!"

Without hesitation, several people immediately faced the leader Zhang and shouted in unison.

Although there were only a few people, the shouting was quite impressive.

Squad leader Zhang's face softened slightly, but obviously, such an apology was not enough for him to forgive the encounter.

"Teach you to apologize like this?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "What about sincerity?"

"..."

Several people stalemate with her for three seconds.

Then, I really dared not make an order before her, hurriedly surrendered, and acted in accordance with her wishes.

At the next moment, in the astonishment of all the team members and the entire cooking class, the pedestrian Ding Jing immediately walked over to Squadron Zhang and directly surrounded Squadron Zhang.

"What do you want to do--" Squadron Zhang looked at them cautiously.

"Monitor Zhang, we are wrong! We will never make trouble in the cafeteria again and cause you trouble."

"We didn't do it on purpose. You have a lot of adults. Don't follow our general knowledge, right?"

"The bowl rests on your head is quite handsome... Come, we will take it down for you."

"The towel is here, wipe it. Class Zhang looks so handsome, even the leaves of the vegetables are set off by you."

"Don't be angry! You are really angry! It's a pity that you are so angry! Otherwise, in order to make up for the mistakes we made, we will leave the work of the cooking class to us later, how?"

"Unfortunately, we don't have your fabulous cooking skills, otherwise we can help with the meals at night. If you want, we can also do the chores, we can learn a few tricks from you..."

...

Diao Erlang, slippery oil cavity.

The mouth is smeared with honey, one sentence is better than the other, and the words are more sincere, and the goose bumps are all heard.

After all, Captain Zhang is a veteran in his thirties. He still has a serious character. No one dares to provoke him. Even if he is a group of players, he will detour when he sees him. He followed.

Right now, the little girls are chattering around, smiling and coaxing you happy-he has never seen this scene.

Although he still had a straight face, he couldn't gather the anger just now.

Onlookers were dumbfounded.

These coquettish compliments are a set of new recruits. What's special is the group who has just clamored with the team and is domineering, almost fighting with them? !

Dare you dare not be so big? !

Why are you still arrogant! Continue to the front bar! Don't be annoying! Stand up and continue fighting with Captain Zhang!

They are still waiting to applaud you!

As everyone knows, Ding Jing and others laughed on the face, but MMP in their hearts, greeting the ancestors of Mo Shangjun.

Don't perform well in front of Captain Zhang, the ghost knows what methods Mo Shangyun will use to torture them? !

Compared with Mo Shangyun's punishment, their dignity is a fart!

"Go for a walk--" Squad leader Zhang waved his hands and stepped back a few steps, away from them, angrily, "What does this look like?!"