Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 156, the little girl has choice difficulties

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After the midsummer and Lin Yuer incident, the fighting training has no more twists and turns, and the curtain comes to an end.

However, the air pressure is extremely low.

Wherever Mo Shangyun goes, people must feel a murderous atmosphere, and no one dares to slack off.

Others don't understand Mo Shangyun, but Yan Gui understands Mo Shangyun somewhat and feels a little worried.

Mo Mo must be angry...

Moreover, it's not just normal anger.

He is 100% sure that Midsummer must have the intention of "deliberately hurting" Lin Yuer, that's why Mo Mo was so angry.

The more Yan Gui thought about it, the more worried he became, and he didn't even feel sad that he had deducted the "8 points" for no reason.

"This is the end of today's fighting training." Mo Shangyun stood in front of the line, holding his horn, his voice was so cold that there was no mood swings, "If you have injuries, go to the infirmary with instructor Ji for treatment, no injuries. Go with the pastoral instructor and Peng instructor."

After the explanation, Mo Shangyun threw the horn directly to Mu Cheng.

Without a word of extra words, he turned around and left.

Mu Cheng took the horn and glanced at Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu shrugged helplessly.

Mo Shangyun's mission has been completed, and it is still possible to go.

As for Mo Shangyun's emotions...

They can't be soothed, so let Yan Ye come.

"If you want to be treated, come to me."

Seeing that both of them were paying attention to Mo Shangyun, Ji Ruonan stood aside, and took the lead to speak out in the line.

Only a few came forward.

There are not many injuries, but not many really need treatment.

"300, do you need to take a look?"

Seeing the students standing up one after another, Ji Ruonan shouted at the crowd without seeing Lin Yu'er.

Lin Yuer gently pressed her lips, lowered her head, and shook her head towards Ji Ruonan.

She is not yet ready to go to the infirmary.

Only to the point of trauma to the hand skin, rest here, the pain on the body is relieved a lot, and the bones on the body are not broken, just go back to the dorm and apply some medicine.

Although she does not go to the infirmary, it is easy for people to misunderstand Mo Shangyun-she prefers Mo Shangyun to look for trouble and deliberately aims at Midsummer.

Even if she knew it well, it was Mo Shangyun who stopped it in time to keep herself safe and sound.

But even if I went to the infirmary, the result was the same.

After taking a look at Lin Yu'er, Ji Ruonan nodded slightly, and then said to several other students with obvious injuries: "You guys, come with me."

After speaking, I took a few students and left.

Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu also resigned themselves to taking the others to the cafeteria.

*

Su Office Building, the second floor.

Mo Shangyun stood in front of the chief instructor's office, knocked on the door three times with a cold face.

Knocking. knock. knock.

The voice is not gentle, but rather like venting, it is very rapid and loud.

"Come in."

In the office, Yan Tianxing's voice soon came.

Mo Shangyun opened the door and walked in.

The moment the door opened, Yan Tianxing was making a call. Hearing knocks and openings that were obviously mixed with anger, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the door.

After seeing Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing was unavoidably stunned.

I didn't speak for a while, only to see Mo Shangyun lifted his hand to take off the training cap, and walked towards his desk in a stride, then approached and pulled the chair, throwing the training cap on the table, directly on the chair. Sat down.

Xu noticed Yan Tianxing's gaze, Mo Shangyun raised his brow lightly, and a cold murderous aura flashed from between his brows.

Looking at the phone in Yan Tianxing's hand, Mo Shangyun said coldly: "Call your phone."

Yan Tianxing raised his brows.

At the same time, I heard the teasing voice on the other side of the phone: "Who, so fierce?"

Yan Tianxing smiled on his lips, glanced at Mo Shangyun, who looked cold on the other side, and said: "A wild cat."

The voice fell off, and the air pressure in the office suddenly became more and more low.

"Hang up first."

Not much to say, Yan Tianxing pinched the phone directly.

Putting down the phone, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun on the opposite side.

Sit down unceremoniously, with his legs folded, his body leaned back, his hands around his chest, and his short hair could not cover his eyebrows, his expression became more and more fierce, like a domineering queen.

Yan Tianxing tapped his finger on the desktop and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay."

Mo Shangyun returned him neatly.

"..." Yan Tianxing paused, looking at her helplessly, "I'm not very good at answering what you said."

Mo Shangyun didn't speak at all.

The anger has not disappeared, and the speech is subjective, so it is better not to speak.

I just came here without a place to stay.

Yan Tianxing paused, looked at Mo Shangyun, who was wringing his eyebrows in thought, and stood up.

Went to the cabinet on the side, took out a teacup, and made a cup of tea with freshly boiled water beside the coffee table. After returning, he put the teacup in front of Mo Shangyun.

"Drink first, I'll go out first." Putting down the tea cup, Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and said to Mo Shangyun.

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun answered without raising his head.

Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly and patted her hair with his palm. Before he got the warning sight of Mo Shangyun, he moved away, turned and walked out the door.

After leaving the house, he closed the door intimately.

Mo Shangyun leaned on the back of the chair, swept across the cup of tea inadvertently, and suddenly stopped.

Then, frowning irritably.

It's crazy.

She would even think about coming to Yan Tianxing.

*

In less than twenty minutes, Yan Tianxing returned to the office.

Pushing open the door, Yan Tianxing paused, and did not enter the door directly.

The sky is getting dark outside, and there are no lights on in the office, and it is dim. Only the street lights outside the window come in obliquely, illuminating the square inch corners.

Mo Shangyun is still sitting on the office chair with Erlang's legs upright, holding a cup of tea in his hand, shaking it lightly, his eyelids half drooping, and staring at the tea cup absent-mindedly, not knowing what he is thinking.

Yan Tianxing turned on the office lights.

Mo Shangyun, who heard the door opening early, raised his head and glanced at him carelessly.

"Yan Tianxing."

Returning his gaze, Mo Shangyun yelled and drank the tea in his cup.

"Hmm."

Yan Tianxing answered, standing near the door, and did not approach.

Putting the teacup on the table, Mo Shangyun said softly: "I'm hungry."

"Please go out for dinner." Yan Tianxing accepted the words naturally.

"There is no such rule."

"Special circumstances, special treatment."

"What to eat?" Mo Shangyun asked.

Pause for a while, Yan Tianxing said: "Let the strings."

"Good."

Mo Shangyun stood up.

Looking at her, Yan Tianxing reminded: "Go and change clothes."

"Good."

Mo Shangyun pushed the chair back to its original position, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and walked towards the door unhurriedly.

The two looked at each other halfway, then Mo Shangyun moved away first and strode out of the office.

Ten minutes later.

Mo Shangyun put on his casual clothes and walked downstairs.

Yan Tianxing, who also wears casual clothes, drove a jeep and slowly drove the car to her side.

Opening the door of the co-pilot, Mo Shangyun walked directly in, closed the door, buckled the seat belt, and moved in one go.

Yan Tianxing glanced at her, did not speak, drove out of the military area, and headed for the nearby night market.

Mo Shangyun gently knocked his eyes, closing his eyes to rest.

It's very close to the night market, and just after being cleaned for a while, a loud noise came from my ears.

There was a light flashing in front of him, and Mo Shangyun slowly opened his eyes. What you saw was a lively street with various stalls, and students from nearby universities came and went.

One by one was full of youth, and laughter floated in from the window, as if there were no worries.

Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze and didn't look at it again.

Yan Tianxing found a location and parked the car.

Without waiting for him to speak, Mo Shangyun consciously unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and walked down.

Go all the way to the back of the car and meet Yan Tianxing.

"Where to eat?"

His gaze swept across the street, and Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.

At a glance, there are not many barbecue stalls, and every shop is surrounded by people.

"Here."

Yan Tianxing took a look and chose the nearest store.

Mo Shangyun didn't speak, and followed Yan Tianxing.

Half way, Mo Shangyun's mobile phone rang smoothly, she took out the mobile phone and glanced at the phone screen——

Mo Shangshuang.

For a moment, Mo Shangyun stopped and answered.

"Brother."

Put the phone to his ear, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, and suddenly found that Yan Tianxing was not in front, but came to her side.

I stretched out my hand, grabbed her wrist, and led her forward.

Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing. Just when he wanted to speak, he heard Mo Shangshuang's voice on the phone.

"Where?" Mo Shangshuang asked, who heard the noise.

"Outside."

No concealment, Mo Shangyun told the truth.

"Oh," Mo Shangshuang didn't even ask, and said directly, "Dad asked me to tell you, Uncle Chen is sure that he won't be out of the mountain."

"Tell me?" Mo Shangyun condenses his eyebrows.

After a pause, Mo Shangshuang said: "I will let you know."

Notification?

Mo Cang specially asked Mo Shangshuang to notify?

I'm afraid, just to explain.

As if telling her: You see, I have given the opportunity, but he doesn't accept it.

Heh.

"Got it."

Mo Shangyun said in a low voice, his eyes darkened a bit, not surprised by Chen Lu's choice.

After speaking, hung up.

At the same time, Yan Tianxing took her to the barbecue booth and said to the boss’ daughter who greeted her warmly: "Ten skewers of each kind."

"Huh?"

The boss' daughter thought she had heard it wrong.

Let go of Mo Shangyun's hand, Yan Tianxing raised his hand, put it on Mo Shangyun's hair, and rubbed it unceremoniously, "The little girl has selection difficulties."