Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 138. Yan Tianxing, are you looking for death?
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"Do you want to take a photo?"
Slightly squinting, Mo Shangyun suddenly asked Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangyun through the phone camera.
Not as good as the naked eye sees. The picture on the camera is very soft. Mo Shangyun took off the cap, revealing her short and supple hair, with some hair strands hanging down her forehead, messy and beautiful, her eyes slightly narrowed and slender. The eyelashes are clearly visible, the delicate facial features are less indifferent and cold, and a touch of soft color is added.
"Good."
Yan Tianxing answered immediately.
There is no artifact for self-portrait, so I can only rely on the hand-held Yan Tianxing. The photo was taken by him. The two sat on one side and moved closer, but there was a certain gap between them, revealing the spicy crayfish on the small table. Salted edamame and two bottles of beer.
Click to shoot.
Both of them are good-looking, no post-processing is required, so they are easy to save.
Mo Shangyun praised Yan Tianxing's photography skills.
I don't know how many times better it was shot by Si Sheng running around with a professional camera on his back.
After taking the photo, Mo Shangyun chose one of his own, and sent it to Mo Shangshuang, and then started to eat with Yan Tianxing to solve the two big dishes on the table.
Yan Tianxing didn't eat dinner and cooked rice specially, but two bowls were served, and one bowl was given to Mo Shangyun.
During the meal, Yan Tianxing would also peel crayfish, but half of it would always be thrown into Mo Shangyun’s bowl, so that Mo Shangyun was very supportive, and Yan Tianxing had not finished a bowl of rice.
"I will show you something."
Mo Shangyun, who was full and drunk, drank all the beer in his glass, and put down his words to Yan Tianxing curiously.
At that moment, Yan Tianxing suspected that Mo Shangyun would stand up at any time and punch a set of punches in front of him.
However, his thoughts did not come true, and Mo Shangyun was not drunk.
Mo Shangyun got up, took two eggs and two green onions, fried an omelette with green onions for Yan Tianxing, and put it on the table.
"Try it."
Mo Shangyun put a nice green onion omelette in front of Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing took a small piece and put it in his mouth under Mo Shangyun's gaze.
The taste... is much better than expected.
"It's delicious."
Yan Tianxing gave Mo Shangyun a positive reply.
Mo Shangyun immediately retracted his gaze, and sat down aside, with a small expression that seemed to be careless, with obvious small pride and small arrogance.
Yan Tianxing couldn't help but laugh.
So, Yan Tianxing ate the whole plate of green onion omelette with great appreciation.
Mo Shangyun was so bored that he ate the edamame and peeled off the crayfish. One half of the person was just a small bowl, and he ate it cleanly with beer.
"What time is it?"
After the ‘night supper’ was completely resolved, Mo Shangyun realized the time issue.
"Nine thirty." Yan Tianxing glanced at his watch.
One meal, two and a half hours, is also a toss.
"Lights off at 10 o'clock?" Mo Shangyun asked.
"Yeah." Yan Tianxing nodded.
"Clean up."
Mo Shangyun stood up.
Although the time is not tight, the time is indeed a bit late. Yan Tianxing did not delay. He cleaned up the kitchen with Mo Shangyun. One person was in charge of the tabletop and the other person was in charge of the tableware and stove. The previous tidiness was restored.
Mo Shangyun swept around with satisfaction.
Yan Tianxing turned off the lights and went out with Mo Shangyun.
Compared to when they came, there was no one on the road, and the two went all the way back to the office building.
"Follow me first."
Walking to the second floor, Yan Tianxing suddenly said to Mo Shangyun.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun responded with kindness.
For a long time, Yan Tianxing has not crossed over. Although this can be said to be in the middle of the night, Mo Shangyun has nothing to worry about.
Then followed Yan Tianxing to the office.
Opening the door of the office, Yan Tianxing turned on the light, and when Mo Shangyun approached, he closed the door and locked the door lock by the way.
Mo Shangyun's gaze stayed on the door lock for a moment.
"Don't think too much."
When passing by, Yan Tianxing patted her cap.
The peaked cap was photographed again.
Mo Shangyun's face turned dark, and he lifted his peaked cap, and when he went to see Yan Tianxing, Yan Tianxing had already walked to the desk and opened the middle drawer with the key.
He took out a file.
"Come here."
Yan Tianxing greeted him, raising his eyes to look at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun suddenly had a hunch and walked over suspiciously.
"Birthday present."
Yan Tianxing handed the file to her.
Mo Shangyun took it.
It's just an outer file box, without a seal, and without any words. Mo Shangyun took a look and opened the file, and he found a piece of A4 paper inside.
Subconsciously glanced at Yan Tianxing, after a pause, Mo Shangyun took out the paper.
Type printed.
Just a short paragraph, but three lines of words, you can scan it at a glance.
Of course, Mo Shangyun was taken aback for a moment, and then looked back and forth several times.
The expression on the eyebrows gradually became serious, as if stained with frost, gloom and hostility flashed from the bottom of the eyes, followed by a gloomy look.
When I lifted my eyes, a cold light suddenly appeared.
"Where did it come from?"
With an indifferent expression, Mo Shangyun held the piece of paper tightly, and asked Yan Tianxing in a deep voice.
This information...
Where did Yan Tianxing get it? !
"This has nothing to do with you." Yan Tianxing looked down at her.
With a snap, the piece of paper was photographed on the tabletop, Mo Shangyun leaned forward, grabbed Yan Tianxing by the collar, raised his eyes slightly, looked directly at Yan Tianxing’s eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Yan Tianxing, Are you looking for death?"
Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangyun's cold eyebrows, hidden anger, and his eyes burned sharply, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky, burning people's heart and soul, but unreasonably sultry.
It's not so irritable, it's more worried.
Yan Tianxing was a little helpless.
How to say, Mo Shangyun's reaction was a bit bigger than expected.
"Relax," raised his hand, put it on her head, patted her head through the hat, with a soothing expression, Yan Tianxing said softly, "Don't you say it, I don't say it, no People know."
Mo Shangyun grabbed his collar slightly loosely.
But then, it was tightened again, tighter than before, and the five knuckles turned white, as if the collar could be pulled off by her at any time.
"I want to beat you."
Mo Shangyun's eyes were cold, and he paused every word.
Yan Tianxing wanted to laugh, but looking at her expression, thinking that she might actually hit her with a punch, so she held back.
The palm of her hand slid down and fell to the back of her neck, gently rubbing, intentionally or unintentionally provoking, and then the other hand pulled her hat brim to the side, Yan Tianxing bowed her head and hit her. On the forehead.
"Not available today."
Close to her icy forehead, her eyes are closer, her breathing intersects intentionally or unintentionally, and the air rises in temperature with Yan Tianxing's ambiguous and hoarse voice, as if honey is spreading.
Somehow, full of irritability and anger, because of Yan Tianxing's small act, he disappeared without a trace.
The coldness in Mo Shangyun's eyes gradually faded, replaced by calmness and composure.
Finger completely loosened Yan Tianxing's collar.
Yan Tianxing also clicked to the end, loosened the nape of her neck and removed her forehead.
Raising his hand, tidying up the ruffled collar.
She tore off one of the collar buttons, which was a bit troublesome.
Mo Shangyun glanced over his collar, fingers, and collarbone, and he seemed to hear his **** voice in his ears. He didn't know what to think of, and Mo Shangyun frowned, his expression a little uncomfortable.
Picking up the piece of paper on the table, Mo Shangyun turned his back.
"Lighter."
Rolling the paper, Mo Shangyun said calmly.
Yan Tianxing adjusted his collar, looked at Mo Shangyun with his back facing him, raised his eyebrows helplessly, "hands."
Mo Shangyun stretched out a hand back.
Find a lighter in the drawer, and Yan Tianxing sends it to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun immediately withdrew his hand as soon as he took it.
She turned on the lighter, the flame jumped out, without any pause, she put the paper directly on it, and the fire spread immediately.
Mo Shangyun quietly watched the fire burning the paper.
The information written on this paper is not something she can see.
About the two mercenaries I met last time, why they appeared where they were, how they are being dealt with now, and what kind of information they have gotten.
But--
It is undeniable that this is what she wants to know.
I just never thought that the way to get this information turned out to be Yan Tianxing, who had never been involved in this matter.
The burning paper leaves only ashes, and Mo Shangyun throws it into the trash can.
Turn around and put down the lighter.
Raising his eyes and looking at Yan Tianxing on the opposite side, Mo Shangyun said softly, "Thank you."
Tell her this information at the risk.
Yan Tianxing looked down at her. It was different from the previous hedgehog. Within a short period of time, all her emotions were adjusted. At this moment, she was incredibly calm.
The expression was faint, and his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if nothing had happened.
"Get a break early."
Smiling, Yan Tianxing explained.
"So are you."
In response, Mo Shangyun waved his hand and walked straight towards the door.
I raised my eyes, looked at her walking away, opened the door, walked out, closed the door, the figure disappeared outside the door, but she could faintly hear her steady footsteps.
Yan Tianxing frowned lightly and lowered his eyes in thought.
I wanted to take this opportunity...
But just now, it didn't seem like a good time.
Another day.