Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The way back is very bumpy.

This is also normal, because there was no helicopter when I went back, and I used a car.

As soon as Mo Shangyun got in the car and found a corner to sit down, he fell asleep holding a gun.

She had two guns in her arms and tilted Erlang's legs. Although she looked disgraced and embarrassed, she still had a powerful aura that occupied the king. Most people were afraid to get close.

Even the generations of Liang Zhiqiong and Ding Jing, even sitting beside her, kept a palm distance from her.

——For fear of waking her, all the people in the car must suffer.

Understandably, Mo Shangyun is indeed too tired.

For five days, she didn’t have much eye contact, and there were too many things to worry about, especially the combat missions on this day. She even had a luxury to rest for a minute.

Even when there were no enemies, she could not relax for a moment. ——No one works in shifts, and accidents happen at any time.

Not to mention how beautiful Mo Shangyun's record is, she can stand up to the title of "Captain of Women's Second Team" only if she can stick to the last second of the exercise.

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At the end of the exercise, it was almost dark, and then bumped on the road for another five or six hours. Mo Shangjun and others returned to the base again in the middle of the night.

Mo Shangjun slept all the way in the car, finally got a little spirit, but this spirit can only support her back to the dormitory to take a bath, change into a clean training uniform.

When she fell to the bed, she almost fell asleep.

Ding Jing's situation is similar.

In fact, after this exercise, everyone was tired enough.

Regardless of recruits or veterans.

...

I don't know how long I slept. When Mo Shangyun opened his eyes again, the sky was still gray.

It seemed that she had slept for a long time, and when she woke up with her eyes open, she felt completely refreshed.

Ding Jing did not lie on the bed next door.

Mo Shangjun looked at the watch with light, the hour hand pointed at eight.

Eight o'clock?

He glanced at the dark night outside, and he reacted with ink afterwards, then rolled over and sat up from the bed.

She slept for almost twenty hours? !

This number makes Mo Shangyun a little stunned.

She wakes up at a fixed point on average every day, and she can only sleep less and rarely more... She is a little stranger to this terrible sleep time.

"Awake?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Ding Jing walked in from the outside. "Hungry, I got some biscuits from the men's team cafeteria and put it on your desk."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded, feeling that he was still in a trance.

Ding Jing turned on the light "snap".

Squinting to see the condition of the dormitory, Mo Shangyun exhaled.

Ding Jing asked: "Have you ever slept like this?"

"……Well."

Sleeping so unconsciously is really rare.

Ding Jing raised her eyebrows at her and appeased: "Me too, I didn't wake up until 4 pm."

"What about the rest?"

"All rested."

Mo Shangjun jumped directly from the upper bunk, stepped on the slippers, and then put the slippers on the feet.

Too lazy to wear military boots.

In the dormitory, it doesn't matter.

"Do you know what they are doing now?" Ding Jing asked mysteriously to Mo Yun.

"What?" Mo Shangyun looked up strangely.

Ding Jing handed the door off, and then said with Mo Yun: "Now playing poker with a team of people."

"Oh." Mo Shangyun stepped on the slippers and walked to the balcony, asking casually, "Why don't you go?"

"What a special thing I can lose all my face...Isn't you surprised at all?"

"What's surprised?"

Mo Shangyun picked up toiletries.

"Before the exercise, we often did a fight with a team! Don't you wonder why their atmosphere is so good now?" Ding Jing asked, following Mo Shangyun to the balcony.

"It's not strange." Mo Shangjun washed his face with cold water to wake himself up a bit, and then rightfully said, "We are not worse than them. Where do their faces continue to despise us?"

"...I now like the arrogance of your thieves."

"Farewell, your heart belongs, let's die."

Mo Shangyun Youzai said, poured himself a glass of water, and put toothpaste on his toothbrush.

Ding Jing was amazed by the degree of her narcissism, but immediately another focus shifted her attention, "I depend, who are you?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun, who focused on brushing her teeth, didn't take care of her.

"..."

Ding Jing didn't go away at all, stuck at the door, glaring at the ink, and waited until the ink was worn and rinsed, and then washed his face with clean water.

Yes, completely sober.

At this time, Mo Shangyun finally felt so refreshed.

She lifted her legs and walked in, and Ding Jing stopped her directly.

"Talk about it."

Ding Jing’s posture of “If I’m not satisfied, you don’t want to fight here”.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, saying, "Jiang.

"..."

Ding Jing was stunned.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Shangyun pushed away Ding Jing and passed the door smoothly.

Ding Jing was stunned, and quickly followed behind Mo Shangyun, "You are crazy, and it is Liang Zhiqiong. I still feel credible."

"What?" Mo Shangyun asked unclearly, pulling the chair in front of the desk and sitting up, and said, "I'll ask you where the Jiang team is, I have something to find her."

"...Mo Shangyun, you dare to play me!"