Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Mo Shangyun, what do you think I'm here for?"

Yan Tian Xing narrowed his eyes, with a slight warning in his low tone.

"Aren't you worried about me?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked naturally.

Yan Tianxing took a look, looked at her, and said: "I have been surprised that you always have such a clear understanding of yourself."

Looking directly at Yan Tianxing's eyes, Mo Shangyun said: "I'm also surprised that you know me so deeply."

"But this time it broke through the sky, and it was not your turn to show up." Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and said it straightforwardly.

Raising the eyelids, Mo Shangyun asked: "What do I mean by seniors?"

Yan Tianxing turned black.

There are words in the words.

He made it clear that Yan Tianxing was not a navy and had no right to decide what she would do.

Yan Tianxing said coldly: "You are not a navy."

After a pause, Mo Shangyun said: "But I have a way."

"Your method is always used in this way to push yourself to the end."

"I always have a way, I have a way to go, and I have a way to go back." Mo Shangyun said, "And, when I think of a way, I don't always think about how I die first."

"I will only consider that you are more dangerous than safe, and the little possibility you have managed to take away cannot convince me."

Mo Shangyun stunned slightly.

After a while, Mo Shangjun looked at Yan Tianxing seriously and asked, "Yan Ye, what identity do you stop me now?"

After a short pause, Yan Tian Xing eyes deep, said: "Private identity."

Mo Shangyun took a step closer to him.

However, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu, not far away, pulled up on the Jizhou and intentionally or unintentionally blocked some of the sights looking here.

I didn't even look at them with me.

Mo Shangyun raised his head and pulled a light smile from the corner of her lips. She said: "Yan Ye, I said, I love freedom."

At this time, Yan Tianxing's face was particularly dark.

Mo Shangyun never refused to shake up what he decided.

Unless she thinks something is optional, she will think about taking a step back.

Because, she doesn't care.

However, Yan Tianxing is often unable to understand that Mo Shangyun will never retreat on his way to death, always going his own way.

As she said, she always has a way.

She always has a way to do those things, and she never shrinks.

She also always needs free decisions on such things, but never thinks how many people do not want her to do, how many people can't see her in distress.

Stretching out his hand and arranging Yan Tianxing's collar, Mo Shangyun put his hand on his shoulder, flicked his fingers, and then asked him with great interest: "Now the differences are coming, what are you going to do?"

Yan Tianxing reached out and grabbed her wrist with a little force, and Shen Sheng asked, "How about tying you back?"

"Will you?" Mo Shangyun asked frankly.

If he really wanted to tie her back, he wouldn’t be so nonsense with her and would not be angry.

Moreover, if he really tied her back, the relationship between the two of them would end here.

There is always some bottom line that cannot be touched.

Just like Yan Tianxing chasing her, she often hangs on her mouth for "freedom".

Her life is hers, and she is in charge of it; her life is also in the army, and is controlled by many people and things.

However, Yan Tianxing now does not work.

For so many years, everything she learned was for something similar to today, so that when she did it, she could get started on her own, rather than take someone to die.

She trusted Yan Tianxing and understood Yan Tianxing, but Yan Tianxing couldn't stop her.

"You better go farther and farther, don't fall into my hands."

Yan Tianxing sullenly put her hand down and let go.

However, there was already a circle of red marks on Mo Shangjun's wrist.

Inadvertently putting his hand in his trouser pocket, Mo Shangyun tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "I try?"

"Mo Shangyun." Yan Tianxing called her.

"Ok?"

Raising her hand and squeezing her chin, Yan Tianxing lowered her eyelids, and the words suddenly said: "I am old and my heart is not very good."

"Really?" Mo Shangyun pretended to be surprised.

Yan Tianxing snapped her helmet angrily, "Don't do anything dangerous."

The helmet is of good quality, and the ink is not painful or itchy. Instead, it smiles and asks: "Do not persuade?"

Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly, "Am I persuaded?"

He is directly opposed!

She still doesn't listen, what can you do?

Can't really tie her back.

"I used to think you were overbearing, now..." Mo Shangyun looked at him seriously. "Is it older, seems to have lost his temper?"

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing lowered her head and gently raised her helmet upward, asking with a smile: "Do you want me to have a temper?"

"Suddenly remembered something."

As soon as the eyeball turned, Mo Shangyun turned and left.

Yan Tianxing grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled the person directly. Arms lifted slightly around her shoulder. Inadvertently applied a little pressure to make Mo Shangjun feel like a stone was pressed on his shoulder.

Looking down, Yan Tianxing leaned to Mo Shangjun's ear and said, word by word, with a low-matte magnetic voice: "Remember, if you really fall into my hands one day, remember to walk around if you see me, Watch out for my private enmity."

"..."

Involuntarily, Mo Shangyun even shivered.

The day when I clearly felt that I hadn't fallen into his hands, Mo Shangyun felt involuntarily... dangerous.