Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 297, couple head portrait


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"Shall we go to dinner?"

The play came to an end, and Mo Shangyun suggested to Yan Tianxing to start thinking about lunch.

"Well," Yan Tianxing took the phone away and said, "You decide."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Si Sheng said that there is a good store nearby, and the fish is also delicious."

"...Hmm." Yan Tianxing replied helplessly.

He really doesn't have to eat fish all at once.

The squad leader of the cooking class remembered, and Mo Shangyun also remembered...I really can see the fish every other time.

However, just follow them, he is not picky eaters anyway.

Snapping his fingers, Mo Shangyun led Yan Tianxing to the pre-selected restaurant.

On the way, she suddenly thought of something, took out her phone, unlocked her fingerprint, and clicked on the album.

"Si Sheng disliked my profile picture, so he drew me a new one." At this point, Mo Shangyun found the picture and handed it to Yan Tianxing.

"Drew it?"

Yan Tianxing took the cell phone suspiciously.

Dropped his eyelids and glanced at it.

The head portrait wearing a military helmet, with the tips of the hair exposed, with very obvious gender characteristics. With the head sideways, the facial features and face shape are a bit similar to those of Mo Shangyun.

This made Yan Tianxing couldn't help but think of what Mo Shangyun once drew on the internal affairs during the training camp-him.

However, this picture has been colored to make it look more alike.

Seeing Yan Tianxing stopped, Mo Shangyun added: "She painted the previous one."

"Oh?"

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.

He remembered that when she first added the ink on WeChat, her head was a sketch, with a back figure, and an autumn landscape. ——In the past, he always felt that his back looked like Mo Shangyun's.

"Speaking of which, she is still a cartoonist." At this point, Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Although she doesn't admit it."

Mo Shangyun's three-legged cat painting skills were all learned by Si Sheng when he was painting.

In the early years, Si Sheng was on a whim and published comics on the Internet. His painting style was very popular with readers. At that time, Mo Shangyun would chase after him when he was free. After all, Si Sheng’s brain The hole is very unusual, the story is very exciting, and the development of the plot is often unexpected.

By the way, Si Sheng is a scam.

I disappeared every three times and five, and one disappeared for two or three months. It often takes Mo Shangyun to remind him that there is still such a thing, and then I will update it in ten and a half days.

As time passed, Mo Shangyun gave up.

I don’t know if Si Sheng continues to paint.

"You turn the next one."

Mo Shangyun put his hand in his trouser pocket, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Yan Tianxing glanced at her, then clicked the next one.

It's very similar to the previous picture, the same style, the head wearing a military helmet, looks...a bit like him.

Aware of what, as soon as Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids, he could hear Mo Shangyun's voice, "For you."

——In order to prevent it from being too obvious, Mo Shangyun specially asked Si Sheng to add her seal, and then painted a few other people’s in a similar style. Now Ruan Yan, Mo Shangshuang and Liang Zhiqiong have changed On it.

Gives the illusion of "uniform production".

Of course, the purpose is-couple avatars.

At first, she thought it was good to cater to Yan Tianxing's taste, but... she seemed to have misled the taste of the WeChat circle.

Not good.

Hooked his lower lip, Yan Tianxing Congshanru said: "Well, put it on now."

"This is not in a hurry..."

When the words were not finished, when Yan Tianxing had already begun to send pictures, Mo Shangyun shrugged and let him go.

It's not bad anyway. This time and a half.

After sending the picture, within two seconds, Yan Tianxing threw the phone to her, "There is new news."

Mo Shangyun picked up the phone suspiciously.

It’s a WeChat message.

From: An Chen.

Mo Shangyun clicked open.

——『I’m here. 』

——『What’s your phone number? 』

The two messages were three minutes apart. The second message was sent just now, but the meaning was not connected, which made Mo Shangyun stunned.

What do you mean?

——She doesn't think An Chen will send the wrong message.

Mo Shangyun twisted his eyebrows and replied.

——『? 』

——"Where did you go? 』

——"What's the matter? 』

After I clicked send, I thought about it and sent my phone.

She clearly remembered that An Chen had her call.

Soon, An Chen replied.

——"It’s okay, it’s wrong. 』

Really sent it wrong?

Mo Shangyun frowned.

At this moment, Yan Tianxing shook her fingers in front of her eyes to draw her attention. He smiled and asked, "I can't talk about it anymore?"

There is no meaning to be jealous between the lines of words.

Mo Shangyun showed him the chat log directly.

"I don't think it's right."

When Yan Tianxing finished reading it, Mo Shangyun said his thoughts.

"Why?" Yan Tianxing asked, but his expression was slightly solemn.

"The soldiers you brought will wait for my reply before knowing the'sent wrong'?"

It's understandable to send the first one wrong, but the second one is a few minutes away from it-if you send the wrong message twice and haven't found it, this insight is too bad.

As far as Mo Shangyun feels, An Chen clearly made an appointment with someone. Only when she finds something in the middle, she asks her phone number.

But, I can't figure out anything.

I just feel that something is wrong.

It's just a few sentences, but there are too many unreasonable points.

"Well, call him." Yan Tianxing affirmed.

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyes in surprise.

"Confirm." Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes, "Intuition, the situation is not right."

------Off topic------

Actually, the last WeChat avatar that Si Sheng painted in ink and ink has a short story...The text shows that it is too watery, wait for me to think about whether to post on Weibo.


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