Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 056. Sleep on the sofa in the second week [Ten]

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The sound of fingers hitting the keyboard is pattering, crisp and loud, giving a strong sense of rhythm.

The sound of rain falling outside, ticking and ticking densely, calmed and soothed the mood.

Mo Shangyun doesn't hate rain, squally showers, or even light rain. Some people feel damp and uncomfortable. There is moisture everywhere, and even the mood is gloomy, so they are extremely disgusted.

But Mo Shangyun is never disgusted. When she is not busy, she especially likes to listen to the sound of rain. It is sometimes violent, sometimes calm, unpredictable, and varied. This is the sound given by nature, with the most familiar sound in memory. Rhythm, year by year, environment, location, relatives and friends, position, mood...everything is changing, but this sound can be heard no matter where you live, and there is no geographical limitation.

She also prefers rain and sunny days, the washed ground is very clean, the humid air has a fresh smell, and when you are lucky, you can see rainbows.

She realized this a long time ago.

Gradually, because life is full of so many things, I can’t be too busy, so I don’t even bother to listen to the sound of rain.

The natural environment seems to be integrated into life, and it hasn't affected anything, so come and go, I have long been used to numbness.

But, it's rare that Mo Shangyun's mind tonight was gradually attracted by the sound of rain.

The office is too quiet, so any noise is particularly clear.

The continuous sound of rain outside, the keyboard tapping on the opposite side.

Write down two pages of paper. When Mo Shangyun turned to the third page, his brain suddenly broke off, followed the previous sentence pattern and wrote two words, held the pen for a while, and then used the tip of the pen to hold it. Cross out.

I don't know what to write.

Pause for a few seconds, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, and his gaze fell on Yan Tianxing on the opposite side.

He is working.

The slender and beautiful fingers are working on the keyboard. I don’t know what he’s typing. His attention is on the computer screen, so when there are very few mistakes, there is no need to press the delete key. So the rhythm has been very steady, slow and easy. Just like his character, he can always control everything easily, and he has never seen him make a mistake.

The soft light of the incandescent lamp is shining on him. The original sharp and deep eyebrows are surrounded by a touch of softness. The focused and serious attitude makes him more attractive. There is no feeling of wanton evil on the training ground, lacking that This kind of violent impact is straight into the heart, but when he sits down to work, he has a different kind of charm, mature and stable, that kind of power will slowly surround the apex of the heart, leaving an endless aftertaste of the heart.

The air conditioner was working, and the warm air was blowing from the oblique side. Yan Tianxing was wearing a short sleeve. The sleeves swayed slightly, revealing two arms, strong and strong, with clearly visible muscle lines.

It is also strange that Yan Tianxing is not always able to maintain physical fitness and exercise regularly, but Yan Tianxing can always maintain his physical fitness at the most stable time.

"What are you in a daze?"

As Yan Tianxing asked magnetically, the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped abruptly.

Mo Shangyun came back to his senses, his gaze suddenly crashed into Yan Tianxing’s eyes, filled with smiling eyes, shallow, inadvertently as if falling into it, deep is a deep lake, calm and waveless, but Has a strong attraction.

Mo Shangyun said: "Look at you."

Without any hesitation, he speaks simply and succinctly.

For her calmness, Yan Tianxing was a little stunned for a while, then chuckled and asked: "Did you finish?"

"No." Mo Shangyun said truthfully, "I am not familiar with writing reviews."

She has been a good student since she was a child, and she has had a smooth journey. Even if she occasionally makes a small mistake, the teachers and parents will turn a blind eye. Therefore, she has not written a few reviews.

Really unfamiliar.

However, Yan Tianxing clearly saw some shamelessness in her unhurried manner.

She was afraid that she had selectively forgotten about the training camp.

It's not right, her review is all deceptive.

Yan Tianxing said thoughtfully: "If you write too much, you will be familiar."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

She doesn't like "familiar" at all.

With a hand against his chin, Mo Shangyun's attention returned to review. When he curled his eyebrows and thought, he grabbed the signature pen with his right hand and moved his fingers unconsciously, and even the signature pen moved rapidly with her movements.

Yan Tianxing, who wanted to continue to write the report, saw Mo Shangyun who curled his eyebrows in thought. For no reason, her eyes were caught invisibly, and she couldn't move away for a while.

Her hair is almost dry, because it has just been washed, there is no sweat or dust, the hair is very clean, a little bit of broken hair is spilled, covering her small cheeks and full forehead, her eyes are half drooping, because she is thinking underneath How to write, the expression is boring and bored.

The loose and large training clothes are over her, and her usual cool and arrogant outfit is completely covered up, only to make her petite and inexplicably cute in every move. At this moment, she seems to be a little trapped by homework. Girl.

Yan Tianxing couldn't help wondering whether Mo Shangyun, who was called a metamorphosis, was also stumped by problems in the recent student days. However, when troubled, occasionally, will there be such a little distressed expression, tilting his head, frowning, and curling his mouth, and then there is a flame of concentration in his eyes, and he is bound to break through the problem. determination.

After thinking for a few minutes, Mo Shangyun was afraid that she had sorted out her thoughts, and there was a bit of fighting spirit in her eyes. The rapidly rotating signature pen was suddenly closed in her finger movements, and she stopped for an instant, and she continued to write. Review.

Mo Shangyun will appear extremely focused when doing something wholeheartedly, and all the surrounding movement has nothing to do with her.

Even when Yan Tianxing got up and poured her a cup of hot water again, she never got a difference, and she didn't even lift her head.

——This kind of phenomenon is rare.

Because Mo Shangyun has always been vigilant about everything around him, it is rare to completely let go of his vigilance and do something.

In a blink of an eye, she has finished the third page.

Seeing that she was writing smoothly, Yan Tianxing didn't bother her either. He sat back in front of the computer and continued to write the unfinished report.

Time goes by in the night.

In the office building, the lights went out one by one. I don't know when to turn on, only the one in the captain's office was on.

During the routine inspection, the inspector saw the light on here, just glanced at it and passed by, as if he was accustomed to this state.

As the captain of a team, it is common for Yan Tianxing to be busy late at night.

How high the position is, how big the responsibility.

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Mo Shangyun only feels refreshed physically and mentally when the pen nib draws the last full stop.

The five-thousand-word review was completed in one breath after a few minutes pause in the middle.

She made a preliminary estimate, and the number of words should have exceeded several hundred.

But it doesn't matter, it's a gift to Yan Tianxing.

Hearing the sound of the pen cap being buckled, Yan Tianxing looked away from the computer screen, then looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, and asked: "Alright?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

The signature pen was turned around in her hand, and then following her upward throwing motion, the signature pen turned into an arc and dropped into the pen holder accurately.

A "click" sound, and then the sharp sound of pen-to-pen collision, it calmed down after only two seconds.

Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows and dyed her brows with a little pride. She integrated all the papers, and then handed them to Yan Tianxing with both hands.

I have to say that even though Mo Shangyun is arrogant, he has already reached his bones, but he can be seen everywhere.

"Please have a look."

Yan Tianxing took the stack of papers over.

Suspending his work, Yan Tianxing began to browse the review book written by Mo Shangyun.

Five thousand words, densely packed, with her random and arrogant strokes, but the handwriting is neat and beautiful, the typesetting is just right, and it looks smooth.

The review still has a "mo-shang-jun style" style. As soon as you open your mouth, you will pretend to admit your mistakes, make a deep review of your own behavior, and then make a standardized plan for your future behavior. However, after a good attitude, the pen is changed. It is a variety of metaphors that expressing part of her behavior in a roundabout way is worthy of recognition. Although the expression is rigid, it also shows the stubbornness of "mo Shangyun style".

Even in this kind of review, she has to find ways to find a place for herself.

Yan Tianxing feels that writing 5000 words is still cheaper for her.

After reading her review, it was ten minutes later, just after three o'clock in the morning.

Yan Tianxing put aside the review. Just about to comment on a few words, he saw Mo Shangyun leaning back on the back of his chair, closing his eyes and resting—even sleeping in a reckless manner.

Yan Tianxing asked softly: "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit."

The eyelids are lifted, and Mo Shangyun replied.

In special circumstances, the body is a little overwhelmed and it is especially easy to get sleepy.

After answering, Mo Shangyun immediately asked: "Is it cleared?"

"Hmm."

"Anything else?"

Mo Shangyun is now very worried about the bed in the "Tianzi No. 1" room in the dormitory.

Looking past her, Yan Tianxing looked behind her and said: "Go to sleep on the sofa first, and I will send you back later."

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