Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 012. Contradictions arise [2] Heartbroken
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"They are all in groups to prepare the training plan, but you don't have..."
After a deliberate pause, Ai Youhuai said: "Is isolated?"
Chai Xinyan didn't stop Ai Youhuai.
Mo Shangyun looked at these two amusedly.
Especially Ai Youhuai, who doesn't speak through the brain.
It is quite rare to be able to say this.
At this moment, Liang Zhiqiong emerged from the door, looked inside, and then shouted at Mo Shangyun: "Mo Shangyun, are you going to eat?"
In an instant, Ai Youhuai's face was swollen.
Chai Xinyan didn't know anything, and went straight into the dormitory without looking at Mo Shangyun again.
Mo Shangyun didn't speak, and walked out the door with his leg raised.
Seeing Mo Shangyun again and again, Liang Zhiqiong couldn't wait to talk to Mo Shangyun about their training. The unobstructed voice made Ai Youhuai at the door of the dormitory hear clearly.
Ai Youhuai looked a little ugly, and entered the door quite annoyed.
*
A group of people arrived at the cafeteria one after another.
Because this base is too big, there are probably many cafeterias. The cafeteria near the student dormitory building should be specially prepared for the students.
Everything I saw, except for the unfamiliar cooking class, the rest were students like them.
There are many patterns for breakfast, steamed buns, buns, fried dough sticks, a bowl of noodles, plus two eggs and an apple.
It can be said to be rich in nutrition.
Compared with the treatment of 907, it should be much better.
All the breakfasts are allocated, just wait in line to get them.
Mo Shangyun, Liang Zhiqiong, and Tang Shi received breakfast and chose a seat of four to sit down.
As soon as I sat down, I saw Yan Gui running over, shouting excitedly--
"Momo!"
As soon as Yan Gui finished speaking, people have already arrived at the dining table.
However, before the dinner plate in his hand was put down, he saw another dinner plate coming from mid-air and falling directly to the last position.
The next moment, Yan Jinzhao sat down next to Liang Zhiqiong in the last position.
Yan Jinzhao completely ignored the existence of Yangui and started to eat breakfast blankly.
Yan Gui stared at Yan Jinchao with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that there was someone who robbed him of his position.
"Brother Yan, isn't this okay?" Yan Guiman said in a tangled manner.
This Elm’s head, beat and beat him without winning, say something sarcasm, he won’t be able to hear it at all, but if you really provoke him by accident--hehe, it’s the same sentence. Can't win.
This girl seems to be the nemesis of Yangui.
In this exaggerated world, Yan Gui, who has been brave enough to molest the world for more than twenty years, finally kicked an iron plate at this time because he was "afraid of losing Mo Shangyun's face."
Yan has ignored him at all.
Yangui held the tray with one hand and touched his heart with only one hand, feeling that his heart was about to break.
Liang Zhiqiong looked straight and cheerful, pointed to the empty table next to him, and said to Yan: "Xiaoyan is home, there is a place next to him."
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoqiong!"
With his eyes bright, Yan Gui immediately took the plate to the next dining table and sat down next to Mo Shangyun.
Even if there is an aisle in between, it still has no effect on the closeness between him and Mo Shangyun!
The Yan Gui rang with joy.
Yan Jinzhao glanced at Beier's proud Yangui, and then at Liang Zhiqiong who was sitting next to him.
There was a murderous look in his eyes, which had no effect on Yan Gui who was rough and fleshy, but it made Liang Zhiqiong feel guilty inexplicably.
Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head in shame.
She stared at the food in the tray without blinking.
And, at this moment, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of her, which firmly clamped the fried dough sticks in her serving plate, and then, under the control of the chopsticks, the fried dough sticks were magically taken from her. The plate disappeared.
Soon, a steamed bun was caught and placed on her tray where the dough sticks were placed.
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong was stunned for two seconds.
She looked up and looked at Mo Shangyun, who was sitting on the opposite side, exchanging food calmly, she was stunned.
Damn!
Does Mo Shangyun usually have such a skin? !
Is there such a...? !
Liang Zhiqiong felt that the three views were severely impacted.
"Mo Shangyun——"
Liang Zhiqiong called her vigorously.
Mo Shangyun didn't hear her, and took a bite of her fried dough stick.
After gritting his teeth, Liang Zhiqiong stretched out his hand to clamp the fried dough sticks. At this time, another pair of chopsticks came out of thin air and clamped Liang Zhiqiong's chopsticks.
Liang Zhiqiong wanted to break free, but found that her chopsticks were motionless, and the current chopsticks clamped her tightly.
Tang Shi took a bite of noodles, stared at such a dramatic scene in a daze, and finally pretended not to see it wittily.
At the same time--
I went to tell Yan Tianxing to report to Peng Yuqiu, who had passed the early morning assessment, and just came to stroll around, intending to see how the trainees had breakfast, but as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw this scene on Liang Zhiqiong's table.
He looked at him, his eyes sinking slightly.
"Would you like to be so partial?"
Although Liang Zhiqiong was a little confused in front of Yan Jinchao, she still couldn't help complaining.
Mo Shangyun, who was on the opposite side, bit the fritters again, ignoring their little dispute.
"Yes," Yan Gui agreed and nodded. "At this time, I should give my fried dough sticks to Sister Xiaoqiong. I don't know how to do such a small thing. What a man..."
Speaking, Yan Gui picked up his chopsticks, "Come on, Sister Xiaoqiong, mine is for you—"
Yan Gui hadn’t finished speaking, I saw Yan Jin now loosen Liang Zhiqiong’s chopsticks, then picked up his own fried dough sticks and placed them in Liang Zhiqiong’s end plate.
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Yangui: "..."
Mo Shangyun watched this scene with a faint expression, then raised his eyelids and looked at the door, his face darkened in autumn.
Tsk.
This scene is pretty good.
Mo Shangyun ate the fritters that originally belonged to Liang Zhiqiong with peace of mind.
"Cough, don't..."
Liang Zhiqiong smiled dryly.
Of course, because Yan Jinchao took away the buns given by Mo Shangyun earlier, Liang Zhiqiong swallowed the word "a" as well.
"Eat it."
The taciturn speech has done all this now, and finally said these two words concisely and concisely.
Liang Zhiqiong lowered her head awkwardly, feeling a little red.
And, standing at the door, Peng Yuqiu, who saw all this in his eyes, had a very stiff face.
After a moment, he turned and left.
Yan Gui angrily retracted his gaze, and was quite disappointed that he hadn't fallen into the truth.
He was eating noodles glumly.
After a while, Yan Gui, who was unwilling to be lonely, said to Mo Shangyun: "Mo Mo, should I give you my fritters too?"
"Don't."
Mo Shangyun answered without thinking.
"Why?!" Yan Gui felt his heart hit again.
Liang Zhiqiong's fried dough sticks were taken away without saying hello. Don't you want his fried dough sticks for nothing? !
Mo Shangyun said: "I can't eat it."
"...oh."
Yan Gui felt that her injured little heart was comforted a little bit.
He sighed and decided to empty out the fried dough sticks tomorrow morning and give it to Mo Shangyun first.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to withstand the successive blows.
Yan Gui continued to eat breakfast with a sigh.
Half the noodles in the bowl were eaten, two people suddenly walked in front and stopped at the position opposite Yangui.
"Swallows return."
A gentle voice called him.
Yan Gui raised his head and looked at the person standing in front of him with a little doubt and...well, her attendant.
This time is tight, Yangui only has time to get to know some of the male students, and knows very little about the female students, except for some from Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi.
However, the people in Liang Zhiqiong's dormitory, Yan Gui, have all remembered their names.
The follower at the back had previously played in the same group with Liang Zhiqiong, and he has a deep memory. He remembers being named Ai Youhuai.
The beautiful girl next to her who looks elegant and gentle should be what Liang Zhiqiong said is Chai Xinyan.
However, this "Chai Xinyan" is faintly familiar to Yan Gui, but he can't remember where he has heard of it.
"Miss sister, are you?"
Yan Gui showed a childlike smile.
Looking at Yan Gui with a gentle expression, Chai Xinyan introduced herself: "I am Chai Xinyan, the second daughter of the Chai family."
"Oh oh oh," Yan Gui said with a suddenly realized expression, "It's Sister Chai."
Yan Gui has a bright and close smile on his face.
Chai Xinyan asked: "Can you sit here?"
"Yes, you can, of course." Yan Gui grinned.
Just next door Liang Zhiqiong, Chao Yangui and Chai Xinyan rolled their eyes.
Huh.
She told Yan Gui that Chai Xinyan is a big white lotus, but Yan Gui still behaves so passionately...
Liang Zhiqiong felt a little unhappy.
Of course, no matter what she thinks, Chai Xinyan and Ai Youhuai have already sat down opposite Yangui.
Yan Gui continued to give play to her non-stop chattering nature, and had a pleasant chat with Chai Xinyan, from the Chai family’s eldest sister greetings to the Chai family’s parents and the elders, and then asked Chai Xinyan’s life in the army, Chai Xin Yan didn't want to talk in such details, but when she saw Yan Gui's brilliant smile, she had to answer.
She regretted sitting down.