Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 307, I heard that my instructor Ma stumbled [two more]

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Zhong Tianhao's box is unclear, so Mo Shangyun's box has already shaken the pot without any pressure.

Handing over the lawless little bunnies in Group B to Zhong Tianhao for training was a temporary decision made by Mo Shangyun after he was sore all over his body.

If you have grudges, don't avenge non-gentlemen.

Zhong Tianhao, a demon instructor, tortured them, such a good resource, don't let it go.

Mo Shangyun escaped this night training very readily.

Then, I went back to my office.

Ji Ruonan and Duan Zimu were not there, and the office lights were not turned on. After Mo Shangyun entered the door, turned on the lights, closed the door easily, and then came to his desk.

"Knocking. Knocking. Knocking."

As soon as I sat down, I heard the door knock.

Mo Shangyun took a file, then glanced at the door, lazily said: "Come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.

Halfway through, Yan Tianxing walked in directly, followed by the sound of the door being closed.

Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing's tall and straight figure, and withdrew his gaze faintly.

After that, he took out the phone generously.

She asked: "Instructor Yan, what's the matter?"

Yan Tianxing approached, saw the mobile phone in Mo Shangyun's hand, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

In front of him, she is really used to her if no one is playing with her mobile phone.

"Come and see how my instructor became an internet addicted girl." Yan Tianxing took the words deliberately.

Mo Shangyun raised his head slightly and met Yan Tianxing's helpless gaze.

Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and put a bottle of safflower oil on the table.

"What do you mean?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and joked slightly, "I'm injured, do you want to wipe something?"

Yan Tianxing put his hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her condescendingly, his eyebrows were dyed with a faint emotion of concern, but he said: "I heard that my instructor horse stumbled and was tossed by his own students. , Specially came to condolences and condolences."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Damn, which pot is not open and which pot.

After a while, Mo Shangyun seemed to be fine, and calmly met Yan Tianxing's sight, "Thank you. Where did you hear it?"

Yan Tianxing hooked her lips and said truthfully: "I know it everywhere."

Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.

Forgot that Group B opened so many mouths, one person, one sentence, this deed can make them spread the whole base.

"Look."

Yan Tianxing tapped his finger on the table, with a hint of urgency and reminder.

Mo Shangyun leaned back in the chair, and said very casually: "It's okay."

It's just being crushed, and it made her feel like she was seriously injured.

Yan Tianxing was too lazy to listen to her to say more, and directly grabbed her right elbow, "I have to see if there is anything to know."

She said that she pulled up her sleeves.

Mo Shangyun subconsciously wanted to break her hand away, but she had already expected Yan Tianxing's behavior. She grabbed her elbow tightly, and quickly pulled her sleeves up halfway. The elbow immediately came into view.

The elbows hidden under the sleeves for most of the year are rarely exposed to the wind and sun, and the skin is tender and fair.

At this moment, there is a large bruise on the fair skin, and on the outer side, there is a scar that has been scratched by a branch and has been scarred.

New bruises, old scratches.

Yan Tian Xing Guang glanced at it, then frowned tightly.

As expected, Mo Shangyun should have quite a few scars.

Years of training, various dangerous items, even a slight bump, skin like Mo Shangyun is prone to injury.

I wanted to give her a bottle of safflower oil so that she could pay more attention to it in the future, but when she saw this half of her elbow, Yan Tianxing's expression sank.

"Little things."

Noting Yan Tianxing's expression, Mo Shangyun spoke idly, and no longer freed himself from this half of his elbow, but reached out his left hand and picked up the bottle of safflower oil on the table.

After that, he tossed the safflower oil and threw it to Yan Tianxing.

"Here."

Yan Tianxing subconsciously caught him in the air.

As soon as the safflower oil fell into his hands, Mo Shangyun pointed to his elbow and said generously: "Give you a chance to be courteous."

Yan Tianxing laughed irritably by her, and grinded three ghastly words between her teeth, "Thank you."

"It should be."

Mo Shangyun took the words slowly.

Yan Tianxing knocked her on the head with his fingers.

Mo Shangyun frowned, and swept his elbow towards Yan Tianxing. He didn't expect Yan Tianxing to be quick and easy to avoid her tricks.

Turning to his side, Yan Tianxing took Duan Zimu's office chair over, and then sat down beside Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun gave him his right hand, picked up the phone in his left hand, and clicked on WeChat to open the latest news.

Yan Tianxing worked tirelessly to smear safflower oil on her elbow.

While applying, I didn’t forget to ask: "Where did you fall?"

"Waist."

Mo Shangyun answered simply.

When I was overwhelmed, my waist hit a rock, and my skin was a little worn out. I still feel pain.

But it didn't hurt the bones, and it wasn't a big deal.

Compared with the group of trainees who were injured during training, her minor injuries are nothing short of a fuss.

It's just that it hurts... so a little bit of injustice.

"Is it convenient?" Yan Tianxing paused and stared at her.

Mo Shangyun clicked on the dialog with Si Sheng, then tilted his head, raised his eyebrows at Yan Tianxing, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yan Tianxing had no choice but to say: "Is it heavy?"

"Not heavy."

Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze and answered casually.

Her finger points to the picture sent by Kai Sisheng.

The picture is very long and tells a short story in the form of a comic.

There are a total of 12 pictures, most of which show tofu shops, a few of which are scenes of Si Sheng filming, and two of them are sceneries that Si Sheng saw when he went out.

The text is very simple, basically the address and time.

——Every year on Labor Day, Mo Shangyun will receive similar articles.

It's been almost five years now.

This is an order from her grandfather and father Cen.

Since the 15-year-old Mo Shangyun no longer studied martial arts from his grandfather, Mo Shangyun had basically zero contact with Si Sheng. Three years later, Si Sheng went to school smoothly. Grandpa suddenly contacted her and asked her to contact Si Sheng more. At the same time, he also ordered Si Sheng to give Mo Shangyun a summary of where he went and what he did each year.

Grandpa can't worry about Si Sheng.

Mo Shangyun also knows the reason, because Si Sheng is a very weird person. According to her mother's evaluation, if Si Sheng develops in a good direction, he will be unfettered and unrestrained for a lifetime; if he accidentally goes wrong If you do, then you may be able to do all evil and do utter conscience.

That is a person who will not be bound by any rules and regulations.

In other words, as long as she wants, she can do everything.

In a word, since Si Sheng got out of school, he has always listened to Grandpa Cen's words, and chose to send a summary to the ink on May 1 every year-so people are lazy and have no ability to summarize, so they follow the ink in the form of painting. Shang Yun was perfunctory.

Mo Shangyun received Si Sheng’s small favor. If he has time, he will summarize according to her pictures, and then report to Grandpa Cen so that the old man will not worry about it all the time at home.

Si Sheng who remarked "Tofu Xi Shi" [received] back, and Mo Shangyun saved the picture.

Let's make a summary after applying the medicine.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangyun threw the phone aside.

"Tofu Xi Shi?"

Yan Tianxing, who smeared her bruise with safflower oil, inadvertently scanned the phone screen.

Mo Shangyun squinted at him without hiding, "Si Sheng, the one who sells tofu brain."

Yan Tianxing put down her sleeves.

After thinking for a while, I remembered "the one who sells tofu brain".

The martial arts star with poor acting skills puts at least one-third of white sugar in the birthday gift (tofu nao) given to Mo Shangyun.

Yan Tianxing nodded slightly, and then asked, "What about the other hand?"

"No injury."

Mo Shangyun shook his left hand, indicating that there was no injury.

However, as soon as he wanted to put it down, he was caught by Yan Tianxing again.

Without a word, Yan Tianxing pulled up her left sleeve directly.

I wanted to confirm it, but Yan Tianxing's face was completely broken by this look.

A long scar, cut from the inside of the elbow, has been completely healed. The scar is the same color as the skin, and it is not even recognizable at first glance.

As if, this long scar has existed for a while.

If Yan Tianxing remembered correctly, he had seen a stab wound on Mo Shangyun's shoulder before, which was much more serious than this.

Fucked his brows and looked at it for two seconds. Then, Yan Tianxing seemed to smile, with a bit of sarcasm in his words, "Instructor Mo, you are not a long soldier, and the conditions are good. The color on your body is one bigger than you. There are even more veterans in the round."

Yan Tianxing's tone was weird, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, broke his hand away, and then slowly lowered his sleeves.

"If this is a compliment, I accept it."

Mo Shangyun said that the clouds were light and windy, and he obviously didn't want to explain to Yan Tianxing more about this matter.