Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Exercise," Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and sent an invitation to the people upstairs without changing his face. "Do you want to be together?"

Grandpa Yan Tianxing took a sip of tea, then lowered his eyes, and glanced at her lightly.

At the end, he shook his head with a straight face: "Not good."

Pooh!

Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched fiercely.

He didn't even care about him. He went directly down the pipe, and in a blink of an eye, he slid to the first floor. As she released the pipe and jumped down, the whole person easily fell to the ground.

Looking upstairs again, Yan Tianxing was still standing there, holding the tea in his hand, the balcony lights were not turned on, and the moonlight fell on his face. The expression was lazy, elegant and noble, which was very obvious.

Seeing Mo Shangjun raised her head, Yan Tianxing lightly hooked her lips and asked in a voice she could hear, "Are you still climbing up?"

Climb your head!

Mo Shangjun raised his hand subconsciously, trying to pull the brim, but he reached halfway and realized that he didn't wear a training cap, his face was black for no reason, put his hand down, put it in his pocket, and swaggered out of the scope of Yan Tianxing's vision.

On the balcony on the third floor, Yan Tianxing's brows moved slightly, until she walked away, she turned around and walked into the dormitory.

Not long afterwards, the lights in his dormitory turned off and fell into darkness.

*

Mo Shangyun did not return to the office to build a building.

She avoided the crowd and wandered around in a clean place. Unconsciously, she wandered to the place where she had crossed the wall with Yan Tianxing.

Noting this familiar location, she frowned lightly, hesitated for a moment while standing, and finally lifted her legs and walked straight towards the wall.

Three steps to the wall, blinking, jumped to the wall.

There is a tree outside the wall, and Mo Shangyun jumped directly onto the tree just like last time, and then fell down from the tree.

It is still in a remote place. Even if someone passes by, no one notices the slight movement here.

Clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun walked down the street calmly.

just--

After walking about 100 meters, I saw the first shop in the snack street. An elegant ‘old man’ sitting in front of the stall in casual clothes. Mo Shangyun suddenly turned big and turned away.

"Where are you going?"

A cold, slightly chilling voice fell to her ears the moment she turned around.

Mo Shangyun browed fiercely.

She turned around, her eyebrows hidden under her messy hair, and looked calmly at Yan Tianxing sitting in front of the stall.

Yan Tianxing wore a white shirt, black slacks, no tie, and was very lazy. When he was not wearing military uniforms, he was awe-inspiring and **** and wild, with more elegant and expensive temperament, like a rich family coming out of the rich family. The son, rich and powerful, also has self-cultivation and ability.

However, at this moment he was sitting on a stool that was incompatible with his temperament, and the half-lined stiff elbows exposed were placed on the table, with a glass of boiled water and a fried noodle on hand.

"coincidence."

Touching his nose, Mo Shangjun greeted him without guilty conscience.

"Unfortunately," Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and glanced at his watch. The voice was low and lazy, "Waiting for you."

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun's face is unknown.

She did not know the purpose of Yan Tianxing.

Since half a month ago, she did not believe that Yan Tianxing would have any good deeds waiting for her alone.

Perhaps it is not a bad thing.

However, it is definitely not ambiguous flirt.

"What to eat?"

Yan Tianxing turned around and took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder and broke apart.

Fried noodles dragged to the front.

Mo Shangyun walked over.

Stopped next to Yan Tianxing, then raised his head and shouted to the street vendor's boss: "Boss, a stir-fried powder, less pepper."

"okay."

The boss glanced at her and then responded.

Mo Shangyun's appearance did not attract much attention.

There are no epaulets, collars, and any features that distinguish her identity and rank, only a camouflage short sleeve and loose camouflage pants, and a pair of military boots.

Not even a training cap.

Such imperfect equipment does not match the dress of the army, and it seems like an ordinary female army fan.

It's just that this female army fan is so beautiful that you can't move your eyes at a glance.

Mo Shangjun hooked a stool with his feet and placed it not far from Yan Tianxing's left, then sat down next to him.

In the time she waited, Yan Tian Xing Tai was eating fried noodles freely, slow-moving, and a little elegant, which attracted the attention of the little girls passing by.

If the temperament of his whole body was too strong, it would be stressful to take a few more look, they had to stop and take a few photos.

Mo Shangjun is not a master who can be neglected casually. In a few minutes of waiting for the fans, three men came to ask her for a phone number and WeChat. There was also a college student. Before he made a sound, Yan Tianxing was scared away with a look.

When they left, they glanced at Mo Shangyun sympathetically.

What a pretty beauty!

It was taken over by a stingy Barra man who couldn't even score fried noodles!

One can imagine how miserable that beauty's life will be in the future!

Ugh.

Everyone is compassionate.

Fortunately, the stir-fried noodles are still relatively fast, and this pitying sight soon disappears.

The penniless Mo Shangyun took out his chopsticks, broke open, and began to eat fried noodles in a good manner.

Yan Tianxing first put down the chopsticks and saw that she was still eating, so she drank a glass of plain water and waited for her.