Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The next day, it was still raining, and there was a violent wind.

The bean-sized raindrops crackled on the body, and the hurricane hurricane could blow people off the ground. However, even in such bad weather, the soldiers of the navy and army teams still did not reduce the amount of training, but tended to increase.

Mo Shangyun still can only be a bystander.

However, she was also unwilling to be lonely. She just wore a raincoat to play with the tortured men.

Unlike Mu Qixuan, Mu Qixuan rarely slaps his soldiers, as long as he completes the task, and he will verbally reward him, and his soldiers are often not satisfied with this achievement, so they are one by one. Mu Qixuan turned.

However, Mo Shangyun basically has no time to stubbornly.

She couldn't come down personally to attack their gang of elites, but there are countless ways of her euphemism.

Occasionally, she would turn around in the crowd, give a few words to this person, care a few words with that person, and occasionally, provoke the relationship between them, just by virtue of a polite mouth, nearly half People are fooled, so don't be too hard to train that morning.

Ji Zhou looked at this group of people like an idiot.

Was turned around by a little girl in her early twenties, but they were...

Ji Zhou felt that he had to improve his concentration after going back.

In the last project, Mo Shangyun made a round and then stopped beside Ji Zhou.

This is when doing push-ups on the beach, when the water is up, they go down, when the tide is low, they get up again, first to exercise endurance and physical fitness, and second to exercise their water.

However, many girls are underweight because of the weight of the water, the movements may be disrupted and even directly washed down.

Often at this time, Chen Yuning will let them look at each other.

"Mr. Ji."

Mo Shangyun shouted at him, lowered his head slightly, and looked at him with a smile.

Ji Zhou glanced at her, and then there was a wave of water rushing up behind him. The instructor responsible for supervision shouted a slogan. Ji Zhou sank down, and the wave of water instantly flooded him.

However, the waves only covered Mo Shangjun's knee, and Mo Shangyun remained motionless.

The waves quickly receded, preparing for the next attack with the wind and rain.

Mo Shangyun squatted down, elbows hit his knees, looked at Ji Zhou with a smile, and said straightforwardly: "Mr. Ji, they let me take care of you."

Ji Zhou waited until the instructor shouted the slogan before propping up, then narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled at Mo Shangyun.

The gap between high and low is not obvious, but there is a sense of difference anyway, but it can be placed here in Jizhou, but this gap is automatically reduced. His eyes are soft and soft, as if he stood flat and looked at Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Lian Chang seems not to be persuaded." Ji Zhou said slowly.

To kill.

Mo Shangyun said with a chuckle, "That's what it means. So, I listened to your many deeds, and I wanted to come over and rehabilitate you on my own initiative."

She said it directly.

Ji Zhou likes to talk around the corner, but Mo Shangyun likes to be straightforward. Such a direct explanation of the reason and willingness can be said to be Ji Zhou's nemesis.

"How did Commander Mo plan to come?" Ji Zhou asked, not surprised.

"Look, I'm not a punisher," Mo Shangyun said slowly. After Ji Zhou's face slowly changed, she suddenly thought about her eyebrows, and then suddenly thought of what to do. The idea was general, a good-tempered pair talked about Ji Zhoudao, "or else, do fifty more push-ups."

Ji Zhou's mouth twitched slightly, but he still didn't mean to be angry, and asked with a smile: "Otherwise, let's talk slowly at noon?"

"Why is this so funny?" Mo Shangyun shook his head quickly, as if he didn't dare to trouble his posture, and he was serious, "No, I promised them all. If I say anything, I can't stand in their face. What about me, Mr. Ji? Sincerely respectful, therefore, I am only willing to let you do 50 more push-ups. If you are fined again, you will not be able to wipe off your face, and I will not be able to explain it to Yan Ye. Are you saying that?"

These remarks can be described as down-to-earth.

This means that these fifty push-ups must be done now, and let him be assured that this small punishment is harmless and elegant, and he is still okay to explain to him. However, she has said directly now that it is basically 100% to achieve the goal. If he is playing any means now, then I am afraid that he will really talk about the "punishment" with him.

After all, now that she is an instructor, they all have to listen to her.

In addition, Mo Shangyun also has Yan Tianxing backing up.

Ji Zhou is a wise man. Since he is a wise man, he knows that he shouldn't play tricks when Mo Shangyun shows off. Of course, he also knows that he can never fight against the instructors who can control your training.

"it is good."

Ji Zhou agreed.

When Mo Shangjun was surprised, he had never seen a bit of anger in him even when he nodded.

He calmly agreed to the fifty extra push-ups.

No disputes, no resistance, and no further attempts to discuss with him.

He seemed to realize that when things were dead, he shouldn't make unnecessary attempts.

Mo Shangyun seemed to understand a little bit, why Ji Zhou could manage the monkeys in Yan Tianxing's hands.

Not a style with Yan Tianxing, but he is very thorough.

Lang came back again, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, then stood up and took two steps back.

This time the waves were more turbulent than before, and even receding, her knees were flooded.

It's too windy and rainy today, it doesn't matter whether you wear a raincoat or not.

At least until now, her clothes were soaked for nearly half.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Ji Zhou for a moment, then turned around and walked away to Yan Tianxing who had been watching nearby.

Yan Tianxing prepared hot water and towels.

As soon as Mo Shangjun walked over, he smashed a towel on Mo Shangjun's face. Mo Shangjun raised his hand and wiped his face with a towel. Feeling a sour nose and wanting to sneeze, she raised her hand and touched it. Nose, after raising his eyes, Yan Tianxing had handed the vacuum flask to her.

"Jiang Shui, took a sip." Yan Tianxing said one word, the majesty that could not be denied.

Mo Shangjun's previous relaxed state was swept away.

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