Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Today, the training is brought by Zhang Zheng. Mo Shangyun does not need to go to the training ground to supervise. He just took this opportunity to study the information given by his instructor.

This research is the whole afternoon.

When she recovered, the sky outside was dark.

Stretching his lazy waist, Mo Shangjun took out his phone from the drawer and planned to ask Yan Tianxing if he had arrived. He didn't expect the screen to light up. Just a glimpse of the message sent by Yan Tianxing half an hour ago, he saw a new call.

A closer look-Xiao Yi.

Taking the action of the mobile phone, Mo Shangyun pursed his lips slightly, and pulled the answer quietly.

"Xiao Yi."

Handing the phone to his ear, Mo Shangjun shouted directly.

"Vice Commander Mo." Xiao Yi over the phone greeted her.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, just want to tell you, Shen Qing will leave tomorrow." Suddenly, Xiao Yi added, "I am with her."

"Where are you going?" Mo Shangyun's expression slightly coagulated.

"I don't know. Let's go around first and relax," Xiao Yi said. "She plans to change her job after returning."

"Ok."

"Also, she doesn't blame you."

Mo Shangyun said nothing.

Then, she heard Xiao Yi continue to say: "Some time ago, Zheng Su came a few times. At first, Shen Qing did not want to see her. Later, she found an opportunity to chat with Shen Qing once. The situation should be fairly good, Shen Qing. I don't plan to pursue it anymore."

Speaking of which, Xiao Yi's tone was a little heavy, "Vice Commander Mo, they will all come out."

For a long time, Mo Shangyun responded, "Well."

Xiao Yi did nothing else, just wanted to report to Mo Shangyun.

Although Mo Shangyun didn't make it obvious, he certainly paid attention to the situation of Shen Qing and Zheng Su.

Now that things have a preliminary ending and are developing in a good direction, Xiao Yi feels that it is necessary to talk to Mo Shangyun.

In the future, they are estimated to have few contact opportunities.

Mo Shangyun had no care or condolences, only saying that if anything could help, she could be contacted in the future.

Then, both hung up the phone.

After the call ended, Mo Shangjun contemplated, and could not tell whether it was light or heavy.

All development is their own choice.

As for her, it's just a spectator.

Absently playing with the mobile phone, Mo Shangyun's thoughts were a little free. When he saw the mobile phone shaking, he thought that Yan Tianxing's phone came. But when the mobile phone stopped, she glanced at her, but she saw an unexpected note——

[Song Xiuliang].

rub.

Mo Shangyun didn't even think about it, and just pulled it down.

Within two seconds, the phone came again.

It is still Song Xiuliang.

Mo Shangyun pulled down, then shut down decisively, and the phone was thrown into the drawer.

She was about to get up and leave.

But, even before the door came out, I heard the landline on Lang Yan's desk ringing.

Mo Shangyun couldn't help but turned around, walked to Langyan's desk, and answered the phone.

"Hey."

Mo Shangyun's tone is really not good, and there is even a little rush.

Frowning, his expression gloomy, he wished to smash the landline.

"Student Mo Shangjun, you are a typical escape psychology." A slow voice came over the phone. It sounded very young, and the tone was very gentle. After he finished, he added slowly, "But you I didn't black out my phone, I was quite surprised."

"What's the matter?" Mo Shangyun didn't breathe.

"Returning to the medical record thinks of you, and make a return visit." Song Xiuliang explained, and then asked, "How is the left ear?"

"well."

Mo Shangyun didn't even think about the answer.

"That's a problem." Song Xiuliang said firmly.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Shangyun was too lazy to talk to him, "How did you find this phone?"

"Look for what your dad wants." Song Xiuliang said frankly.

Go!

Mo Shangyun wrinkled his brow and hung up the phone with a click.

At the same time, the phone line was unplugged like a cloud of water.

Fuck.

It's been a long time since I passed away, and I am still sick.

Mo Shangyun thought so, and walked out of the office door with a sullen face.

At the moment when I stepped out of the door, I heard the voice of the soldier downstairs and unconsciously raised my hand and touched the left ear.

When I realized it, I took a break and forcibly put my hands down.

*

With a phone call from Song Xiuliang, Ying Shangren, Mo Shangjun had a meal in the cafeteria, and went to the company commander Chen Ke for two hours to sow melon seeds. She waited until the evening training was almost over before she talked to her. Chen Ke, who didn't know how, said goodbye.

"Company Chen."

Halfway through, Mo Shangyun stopped again.

"What?" Chen Ke glared at her angrily.

He peeled the seeds for half an hour, and was sent to the two soldiers who were on guard outside in a single sentence.

The hatred of melon seeds is not shared.

Chen Ke does not want to take care of her now.

"No, I'm going far away tomorrow, I'm going to the navy next month, and I'm going to be transferred again next month... Can't you come back, not necessarily." Mo Shangyun shook his head, I looked at Chen Ke very regretfully. "We will not have much time to meet again in the future, so don't you give me a try?"

Chen Ke heard the sound, almost did not lift the desk.

Brothers? !

Who has talked to her brother? !

However, even with anger, Chen Ke pondered for three seconds, and it was estimated that Mo Shangyun would not be willing to give up, so he stood up from the chair with a big face of bitterness and hatred, and sent her the **** of plague to the door with a dark face.

Mo Shangyun was satisfied. Before leaving, he took a good posture and patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Ke: "..."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

As Yan Yan, I couldn't help but change the previously set bad old man (in fact, middle-aged uncle) into a young and handsome little brother...