Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangjun's walking movement was usually very light, and now the cat was deliberately approaching carefully, except for the inevitable air flow and slight friction, there was basically no sound.

She approached Yan Tianxing smoothly.

Yan Tianxing slept on the bed by the window, but was close to the gap between the two beds, lying on his back, with his hands behind his head. He should not have prepared to sleep, but fell asleep because of being too sleepy or bored.

As soon as Mo Shangyun came to him, he took out the phone with very light movement, then turned off the mute and turned on the camera, aimed at Yan Tianxing's sleeping face, and finally took a photo without hesitation.

The picture freezes.

However, the demon in the picture is not closed eyes, but opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of phoenix eyes looked sober and bright, and at the same time there was a taunt.

Mo Shangyun felt cold.

At the same time, she successfully heard Yan Tian Xing's lazy voice, "Not good?"

It is inevitable to be a thief.

However, Mo Shangyun's guilty conscience is pressed against his back, and his face will never be revealed.

So she coughed a little, stood up straight, then closed her phone without changing her face, and calmly said to Yan Tianxing sitting up from the bed: "I thought you were asleep."

Yan Tianxing said: "I was asleep."

Mo Shangyun: "..." Oh.

After looking at Mo Shangyun, Yan Tian Xing Huafeng turned and said, "I just woke up again."

Mo Shangyun: "..." What you say is what you say.

"I finished playing the game," paused, Mo Shangyun said generously, "If you continue to fall asleep, I will go now... Would you like to turn off the lights for you?"

"Pretend to be stupid?"

Yan Tian Xing narrowed his eyes, Ling Chi's line of sight Ling Chi was late in ink.

Ok.

Mo Shangyun sighed, then shrugged and asked, "I'll take you back?"

Yan Tianxing leisurely asked: "You look better than me?"

Raising his hand and touching his cheek, Mo Shangyun thought about it carefully and said, "...Anyway, it's not bad anyway."

So shamelessly speaking, Mo Shangyun was thinking about how to get through the barrier. It was just then that the phone in his pocket vibrated and Mo Shangyun quickly took it out.

It's all past zero, and there are calls...

Although he was very grateful for this phone call, Mo Shangyun subconsciously did not like this phone call.

As expected, Lin Jian looked at the remarks.

"what's up."

Mo Shangyun asked with a frown.

Lin Jian opened his mouth and asked, "Is Lord Yan sleeping?"

Mo Shangjun glanced at Yan Tianxing while sitting on the bed and said, "...No."

Lin Jiandao: "We are looking for him, and his phone is off."

"your phone."

Mo Shangyun handed the phone to Yan Tianxing.

When Yan Tianxing reached for his phone, both of them obviously heard Lin Jian shouting over the phone--

"Lying trough, do you two live in a house in the middle of the night?!"

Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing: "..."

The two looked at each other silently.

"Hey."

Handing the phone to his ear, Yan Tianxing walked out of bed and came to the window all the way.

At this time, the sound of rain crackling on the window glass suddenly sounded outside, and in a blink of an eye, it was the posture of heavy rain, accompanied by the thunder and lightning.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning came so coincidentally that Mo Shangyun couldn't even hear Yan Tianxing's voice, let alone the movement over the phone.

Lin Jian, boss?

She knew that Lin Jian’s organization was not simple, but...who would they be?

The mobile phone is in Yan Tianxing's hands, and it may not be over for a while. Mo Shangyun stood for a while, then took Yan Tianxing's mobile phone to charge, and then reopened the notebook.

This time it's not about playing games, but about searching for various kinds of news.

When you look at things in a flash, they are usually skimmed, and you will only browse carefully if you are interested.

After watching it for ten minutes, Yan Tianxing ended the call in the wind and rain, and when he returned the phone to Mo Shangjun, there was a thunder outside, rumbling, somewhat terrifying.

However, when Mo Shangjun looked at the mobile phone with the screen lit, she twitched her mouth silently. She raised her head, and the thief asked Yan Tianxing sincerely, "Yan Ye, let's talk a conscience, what about your face?"

The screen saver of her mobile phone was changed, and the picture was taken by her just now-someone's sleeping face.

Yan Tianxing was as thick as a wall, and asked calmly, "Isn't it in your hands?"

"How bad this is..."

"I've done all the candid photos. Is it embarrassing to put the photos out?" Yan Tianxing said. "Why, or is my face not enough for your broken phone?"

Mo Shangyun argued: "Speak back, don't attack the phone."

Yan Tianxing sneered, "The answer is like a mosquito, and I say it's still euphemistic."

"Isn't this the pot of weather?" Mo Shangyun argued with him.

"What about your other mobile phone?" Yan Tianxing asked.

Mo Shangyun laughed twice, "This is not from you, keep it."

This reason is perfunctory.

However, Yan Tianxing still didn't care about her. After sweeping her up and down, she said: "Get up."

Slightly startled, Mo Shangyun asked: "...Are you still sleeping?"

He doesn't run to sleep at this time, and he still wants to find her stubble?

Yan Tianxing said lightly: "I am waiting for you to massage."

"..."