Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"It took a lot of tongue." Mo Shangyun sighed slightly.

"...You are quite tired." Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly.

"It's a bit."

"Put your nose on your face."

Mo Shangyun chuckled, "I promise to go and drink with him when I have time."

"..." The little drunkard ran into the big drunkard.

After a pause, Yan Tianxing asked: "That's it?"

"That's it." Mo Shangyun said, but he was honest, "I think the biggest possibility is that I have not witnessed his past."

She is new and has not witnessed his glory.

Therefore, he can have no pressure and can do whatever he wants.

It's really uncomfortable to be watched by people.

However, when you meet a stranger, everything can start again, without the burden and expectations of being carried on your shoulders.

Yan Tian Xing was silent.

What Mo Shangyun said was not without reason.

However, it can only be said that it was Mo Shangyun who chose to talk to Mr. Zhang.

Only Mo Shangjun found these with a sharp eye. Only Mo Shangyun could withstand the temper of Squad Leader Zhang, and only Mo Shangjun could make the training for the women's second team.

Without the big premise of Mo Shangyun, it would be impossible for Squadron Zhang to nod his head if he hit the right one.

"Go back and treat you." Yan Tianxing said.

"Okay, we have to fill all the seats of Han." Mo Shangyun lion opened his mouth.

"As long as you finish eating, I can make it for you." Yan Tianxing's tone was unexpectedly indulgent.

"It wasn't finished in a day." The corner of his lips snapped, ink whispered.

"That line."

Yan Tianxing deserves to be refreshed.

Mo Shangyun said in surprise: "Reversed?"

"..."

I really can't treat her better.

Yan Tianxing said: "Go to bed early."

Mo Shangyun said: "Tomorrow I will tell Ding Jing about the fried chicken on Sunday."

"Ok."

"Be careful of everything." Mo Shangyun confessed again.

"Ok."

"good night."

"good night."

Yan Tianxing whispered, but did not hang up the phone the first time.

Mo Shangjun stared at the phone's bright call screen for a few seconds. When he saw that he hadn't hung up, he ordered "hang up".

After talking on the phone, her hair was almost dry, and Mo Shangyun satisfactorily put the phone back in the drawer, and then turned directly over the bed.

It wasn't until she lay down to hear the sudden rain that she suddenly realized that the clothes were not washed.

However, it does not matter.

let's talk tomorrow.

With this in mind, Mo Shangyun covered the quilt.

The night in early autumn was still hot, but there were mosquitoes buzzing in the dormitory. Fortunately, the air was cooler after the rain, and the quilt was not particularly hot when covered. .

In his sleep, it seemed that he had dreamed of the Han and Han seats made by Yan Tianxing.

*

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Shangjun followed the big army to get up.

Anyway, I went out for a week and had a lot of backlogs of things. I didn’t care about it for a while. Mo Shangjun simply broke the can and broke down, trained with the team members in the drizzle for one morning, then ate breakfast with them, and then slowly Back to the dormitory to tidy up and wash the clothes last night.

After that, they also told the Women's Second Team that there was good news of fried chicken supper tonight. They asked them to show off with the Women's First Team before eating milk candy that came from Liang Zhiqiong's pocket.

It's really... "stacked like mountains".

The documents are all over the entire desk.

I don't know what practical effect these files have.

Leaning against the door, Mo Shangyun held his arms in both hands and stared at the desk for a moment.

"Team Mo, why don't you go in?"

When Jiang Qiong passed by, he saw Mo Shangyun at the door of the station, stopped and asked curiously.

"You said, if I burned all these files--"

Mo Shangyun smiled slightly and turned his head, words and sentences, eyebrows, all revealed a bitter chill.

Jiang Qiong was trembling at her.

Halfway through, Jiang Qiong raised his hand and patted Mo Shangyun's shoulder, and asked seriously: "I remember you have a good relationship with Song Xiuliang?"

"……Ok."

"You can see him when you have time, don't put yourself under so much pressure." Jiang Qiong calmed down and turned away.

"..."

The ink came back to God, and the corner of his mouth could not help.

Lying trough.

The Jiang team spoke... quite humorous.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand to correct his hat.

Yan Tianxing said to avoid detours.

She wouldn't be so stupid that she resolved things one by one.

Stretching a lazy waist, Mo Shangjun stopped people at the door and asked the other party to inform a few people when he went to the training ground. After a quarter of an hour, Northern Jiangsu, Tang Shi, You Nianyu, and Qi Qibian appeared together at the door of the office.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was taken aback by the scene inside.

Mo Shangyun was standing at the desk, holding an unpeeled apple in his mouth, holding a stack of folders in his hand, and after glancing at the general contents, he dropped it directly on the ground.

Four piles of folders.

She probably came by category, throwing it on the ground like a thrill, like throwing garbage.

However, even though she had folders at her feet, she only lost half of her desk.

"Lying trough, your ink team..." Subei said, "Finally, crazy."

You Nianyu supported her forehead with headache.

Tang Shi looked at Mo Shangyun worriedly and anxiously, "Mo, she will be fine."

Qi Qi looked at the apple in her hand and expressed a little greedy.