Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 127. It won’t be, hurt, right?

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Xiang Yongming feels wronged for Mo Shangyun's eccentricity.

He felt uncomfortable, but when he saw Mo Shangyun's indefatigable expression, he didn't dare to argue, and after a moment of entanglement, he went to the station.

Mo Shangyun stared at him, and after confirming that he was standing upright and standard, he lazily retracted his gaze.

"You."

When he raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Gu Jiang.

"Yes!"

As soon as Mo Shangyun's eyes were caught, Gu Jiang stood at attention as if he was approaching an enemy.

A little nervous.

"Go to my dormitory and bring the bucket." Mo Shangyun ordered lightly.

"Huh?" Gu Jiang was stunned.

"Didn't you hear me?"

Gu Jiang straightened up, "Report, I heard you clearly!"

Raising an irritated eyebrow, Mo Shangyun urged: "Hurry up."

"Yes!"

Gu Jiang immediately responded.

After looking at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, he immediately turned around and ran to the stairs.

Mo Shangyun stared at him, watching him disappear to the top of the stairs, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Mo Fulian."

Xiang Yongming craned his neck and shouted towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun looked at him warningly.

Xiang Yongming immediately retracted his neck and stood up honestly, but his mouth was not idle, his eyes rolled steadily, "Vice Company Mo, as a deputy company commander, you should treat Erlian fighters equally, don’t you Do you think you are too partial?"

"How is the eccentric method?"

Mo Shangyun leaned on the door and asked with interest.

"Don’t say anything else, just say me and Gu Jiang, you bought him a book, right, but you see, if I say more, I will have to be punished by you," Xiang Yongming appropriately showed a little Dissatisfied, "Just this time, we were both caught by you together, and you treat them differently..."

"What?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xiang Yongming felt a chill, and was full of complaints in his throat, but he was suppressed by a look in her eyes.

After a while, Xiang Yongming looked serious, "Mr. Mo, let me tell you that you are so biased, it is easy for people to have unrealistic fantasies."

"So?"

Xiang Yongming with a cheeky face, firmly said: "I suggest you be nice to me!"

Mo Shangyun hesitated and estimated the distance between the two.

Two meters.

If you get closer, he will have to be rewarded for nothing.

"What's the matter with this cigarette?"

Too lazy to break with him, Mo Shangyun asked slowly, playing around with the cigarette and lighter in his hand.

"The truth?" Xiang Yongming leaned forward slightly, looking at Mo Shangyun's expression.

"Try to lie?"

Mo Shangyun gave him a cold eye.

"Cough, okay," Xiang Yongming shrank his neck and told the truth, "Recently, I found that he was a little anxious. The book stays in the dormitory, especially today, and has been absent-minded. I am not concerned about comrades, so I pulled him out... Learn to smoke and relax."

Unexpectedly, the plan was well planned, but it happened to meet Mo Shangyun.

Plan to take a bath.

"Anxious?" Mo Shangyun asked casually.

"Can't pass the test." Xiang Yongming took the words, but he slapped his tongue, and couldn't help saying, "I think it has something to do with the book you gave him. I'm afraid the test will fail. I'm sorry. Let you down."

Mo Shangyun pauses slightly.

At this moment, on the stairs not far away, there was a rush of footsteps. Realizing who it was, Mo Shangyun didn't speak again.

Soon, Gu Jiang appeared at the top of the stairs carrying a bucket, and after a pause, he glanced over here, and ran over again.

"Mo Fulian, your bucket."

Gu Jiang ran to Mo Shangyun, panting slightly.

"Put it inside." Mo Shangyun pointed to the direction of the washing machine.

"Oh, good."

Gu Jiang nodded.

Then he bypassed Mo Shangyun, carried the bucket into the door, carefully placed it next to the washing machine, and then walked back.

He stood still on Mo Shangyun's side, waiting for Mo Shangyun's next instructions.

Slightly tilting his head, Mo Shangyun looked at him and wrote lightly: "Playground, five circles."

For a moment, Gu Jiang was not surprised, and immediately responded, "Yes!"

After that, I ran away.

When he left, Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids, and suddenly found that Xiang Yongming was silly.

I was stared at by her, Xiang Yongming hurriedly closed his smile, and said sincerely: "Mr. Mo, I found that you are really treated equally."

At the end, I emphasized again, "Really."

Mo Shangyun said lightly: "Stand for half an hour, playground, ten laps."

"Huh?" Xiang Yongming suddenly looked sad.

"Comrade Xiang Yongming," Mo Shangyun glanced at him and said slowly, "I have never been able to tolerate people with broken mouths."

"..."

Xiang Yongming fell silent for a moment.

……

Mo Shangyun is ok, always watching Xiang Yongming "stand in military posture".

Xiang Yongming, who has always been accustomed to "lazy", thought she would stay for a while, but didn't expect her to wait until the clothes were washed, and she was suddenly miserable. This standard military posture made him exhausted.

Fortunately, Mo Shangyun was afraid of losing time. The previous time on the washing machine was not long, and it took twenty minutes.

Mo Shangyun went to pick up clothes as soon as the washing machine stopped.

Not long after, I came out carrying a bucket.

"Ten minutes left."

Mo Shangyun gave a special exhort when he passed by.

Xiang Yongming was excited, and her little plan of laziness was dispelled by a word of her.

But--

He glanced at Mo Shangyun's right hand holding the bucket.

"Mr. Mo, I see you, I rarely use my left hand." Xiang Yongming smiled hippiely, and couldn't stop guessing, "It won't be, is it hurt?"

Mo Shangyun gave him a chilly look.

But I didn't say much.

Walking up to the stairs with a bucket.

At that moment, it was a little strange. Xiang Yongming watched her leave in a daze, but he couldn't hold back his thoughts.

I was joking casually, but...it won’t be, is it really hurt?

*

The next day.

Mo Shangyun, who canceled the morning exercise, woke up late specially.

He dangled until six o'clock, then opened his eyes while awake, lifted the quilt, put on clothes and socks, and went to wash.

Knocking, knocking, knocking.

There was a cautious knock on the door.

Mo Shangyun washed up slowly and then went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Lang Yan standing outside, smiling, a little flattering.

"Morning."

Lang Yan smiled and greeted her.

"Company Captain Lang." Mo Shangyun raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, his eyebrows were stained with a faint smile, "Look at your attitude, isn't you doing something sorry for me, right?"

"..."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The smile on Lang Yan's face immediately collapsed.

Mo Shangyun is becoming more certain.

"Cough," Lang Yan cleared his throat and said sternly, "Mr. Mo, when we speak, we must pay attention to avoid misunderstanding."

"So?"

Lang Yan looked sincere, "I'm sorry for you."

Mo Shangyun's eyebrows moved slightly, he did not invite him in, and lazily said: "Why are you sorry?"

"What?" Lang Yan touched his nose, took a step back, kept a safe distance from Mo Shangyun, and admitted his mistake very heavily, "Just half an hour ago, something serious happened. , Related to you......"

Speaking of this, I glanced at Mo Shangyun's face.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Continue."

"I promise I didn't disclose the information, but they all came to ask me one by one, if you have hurt your left shoulder."

Lang Yan said, his eyes stopped on her left shoulder and did not continue.

The results speak for themselves.

He admitted.

In the beginning, he didn’t know the specific injuries of Mo Shangyun, but she ran to the infirmary these days and needed the military doctor’s help to change the dressing, so he went to the military doctor to ask a few words and put Mo on Jun's injury has a general idea.

I wanted to make up my mind to help her keep the secret, let Erlian train well, but they couldn’t bear to come up and knock on the door in turn. It was really not a one-time come up to ask, but groups to come to his dormitory door. Asking endlessly.

From half past four, keep asking until half past five.

Lang Yan was forced to admit it.

"Then?" Mo Shangyun remained silent, but thought of Xiang Yongming's question last night.

"I will let you know," Lang Yan sneered, "By the way, I will help you organize your house affairs."

Mo Shangyun said quietly: "Half a month."

"...OK."

Lang Yanpi smiled and responded without a smile.

Isn’t it only half a month’s housekeeping? He is guilty anyway, but if the debt has not been paid, he might be more worried.

Let him into the dormitory, but Mo Shangyun went out, planning to go for a walk.

The whole morning was gone for this walk, and even breakfast and lunch were eaten in a row.

When the training began in the afternoon, Mo Shangyun went to the infirmary before returning to Erlian.

However, her deliberate avoidance seemed to be ineffective.

As soon as I entered the office, the free space was filled with fruits and snacks, and they were neatly arranged, separated and formed into triangles, which looked like works of art.

There is a cushion on the office chair.

There is a cup of tea next to the computer.

After a few glances, Mo Shangyun was silent for a moment, then turned back to the dormitory.

No idea--

When I enter the dormitory, the desk is full of snacks and fruits, just like the office.

Mo Shangyun was slightly embarrassed.

Walking around in the dormitory, Mo Shangyun thought for a while, went out again, first went to the office on the second floor to get a training material and a signature pen, and then found a logistics soldier on the first floor and asked him to A chair was moved to the training ground.

The logistician moved the chair first.

Mo Shangyun waited for the sun to come out of the clouds and the sun was shining all over the ground before putting on sunglasses and going to the training ground, intending to bask in the sun.

As soon as she appeared, she was greeted by countless eyes.

Although an individual is not decent on the ground, it is strange that she suddenly appeared on the training ground.

Those eyes are basically curiosity and doubt.

Mo Shangyun walked slowly with the training materials in his left hand and a signature pen in his pocket.

The one who is close is still greeting her.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it, without saying anything, and walked over to the chair.

Sit down.

Cocked Erlang's leg, put the training materials on the leg, and played with the signature pen with his bandaged right hand.

The people who saw this scene from a distance, somehow, had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Good point, her actions are too weird, right?

Slowly, someone sent a few people close, intentionally or unintentionally, and looked over, tried to find all suspicious phenomena, and then took the news back and analyzed them together.

After tossing for two hours, they dug up all the doubts.

1. What Mo Shangyun looked at was their training plan.

Second, I went to see it every once in a while, and she wrote some words on her training plan.

Three, the specific words are not clear, but there are a few sharp-eyed, and I saw a few familiar names.

These doubts spread slowly.

Then, a few people came up with a conclusion——

Mo Shangyun is very likely to record their achievements.

This is just a pure speculation, but it can be speculated that there is indeed only one answer, so their hearts trembled three times in fright, and they no longer dared to get close to Mo Shangyun, and quickly continued training intently.

It turns out that their guess is correct.

Mo Shangyun was sitting in the sun while recording, with headphones in his ears, very comfortable.

When the sunset came to the west, and their afternoon training was about to end, Mo Shangyun beckoned and called Li Liang over.

"Report!"

Li Liang ran over in small steps, and when he stood still, he shouted loudly at her.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, pulled out a piece of paper from under the training materials, and handed it to Li Liang.

Li Liang took it in confusion.

"According to the list and the amount of training, practice more at night." Mo Shangyun said unhurriedly.

Without responding immediately, Li Liang lowered his head in confusion and glanced at the paper.

The above is divided into three sections: "Name", "Training", and "Amount".

The first column is the name; the second column is the training, there is only one item less, and the more there are three to four items; the third column is the amount of training, such as how many times the 400-meter hurdles, how many laps and many more.

Mo Shangyun's handwriting is neat and beautiful, and Li Liang can easily understand it with just a few glances.

"Mr. Mo, this..." Sudden practice made Li Liang hesitate. After pondering the language, he said every word, "I want to ask, what is the reason."

"Last line."

Mo Shangyun stood up and replied lightly.

I subconsciously wanted to get the chair, but when he noticed the bandaged right hand, Mo Shangyun paused, then calmly retracted his hand, and said: "Tell him to get the chair back."

"Yes!"

Li Liang answered.

Mo Shangyun turned and left.

Li Liang lowered his head and saw the last line of words clearly with the last gleam of the setting sun.

[Not serious, unqualified. Continue tomorrow. 】

Li Liang: "..."

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I did not wait for the update of the article I am following today, which means I am very depressed, so I am not in the mood for the code word. Um, that's right, I'm just throwing a black pot.