Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 058, yes, just find the difference

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Mo Shangyun certainly didn't do nothing during the waiting time.

Five minutes is enough for her to find out the situation near the red brick house.

Although it is snowing in the world, the snow is not thick. In addition, they stepped on the snow covered with footprints. Mo Shangyun walked around the area. If they didn't observe carefully, they would naturally not be able to find it.

Mo Shangyun didn't talk nonsense at the time, forcing them to move quickly, but also for fear of being found footprints.

While touching the terrain, she noticed the position of the jeep and found that the rear window was not closed, so within a minute, she resolved the six people, and then drove the Yamaha R1 around a little bit, which was better than the third dial The two rushed to the jeep first.

There are two reasons why she can't be discovered.

First, the other party is too rushed to check the footprints.

Second, the other party has no experience. If it is Yan Tianxing, she must change the plan.

However, Yan Tianxing guessed her plan of action in a short time, and also found her lost Yamaha R1, which exceeded her expectations.

"Change a helmet."

Yan Tianxing found it interesting, so he reached out to fetch Mo Shangyun's helmet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached halfway through his hand, Mo Shangyun took out his dagger and pressed it against his back first-the piece near the heart.

"You try?" Mo Shangyun threatened.

"..." Yan Tianxing frowned, "Who got it dirty?"

"Are you addicted to cleanliness?" Mo Shangyun asked rhetorically.

"Nothing."

Mo Shangyun laughed angrily, "You call finding fault."

"Yes," Yan Tianxing nodded following her words, "just to find the fault."

After a short pause, Mo Shangyun retracted the dagger with his backhand, and then asked provocatively: "Otherwise, a fight?"

Yan Tianxing glanced over her right shoulder, "Are you sure your shoulders can fight?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun was speechless for a while.

How long does this man have eyes, can you find it?

Yan Tianxing smiled lightly, covered her goggles, and knocked on her helmet while she was not paying attention.

Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.

After that, I heard Yan Tianxing’s voice, "Hold on to me and go."

Mo Shangyun hesitated and grabbed his shoulder.

*

Hotel.

When Mo Shangyun got out of the car, there was no warmth on his body.

It's really cold on this day.

Look at the watch again, it's almost four o'clock.

Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing who got out of the car, "How long have you asked me for leave?"

"24 hours." Yan Tianxing casually said.

In fact, he didn't say the exact time.

Mo Shangyun is dubious.

The two entered the hotel together, still in the suite booked earlier.

Mo Shangyun was a bit cold, so he took a bathrobe and took a hot bath.

It is rare that Mo Shangyun walked out of the bathroom lazily after putting on a bathrobe after half an hour when he could take a bath.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yan Tianxing turned his head to look over, "It's time out."

Mo Shangyun squinted at him, too lazy to respond.

After taking a bath, I noticed that my shoulder hurts more.

The collision was really not light.

Before entering the bedroom, Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something and turned away, "I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Tianxing walked over here with a bag.

After looking at it carefully, I found out that it was a medicine. I guess it was just bought.

"Apply the medicine and go to sleep." Walking up to her, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.

Mo Shangyun pulled the bathrobe subconsciously, and replied coldly: "It's not necessary."

Yan Tianxing lazily asked: "I was injured by my ex, do you want to stay a few more days?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun hesitated for a while, finally raised his eyes tiredly and let him go.

reached out to get the medicine in his hand, but Yan Tianxing avoided it.

Looking at her, Yan Tianxing questioned, "Can you wipe it yourself?"

"..."

*

Three minutes later.

Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing both entered the bedroom.

Mo Shangyun was lying on the bed, the bathrobe on his right shoulder was torn off, revealing the smooth shoulders and half an inch of his arms, and the white skin was blue and purple, shocking.

There is no underwear inside, so it is more convenient to apply medicine, but the delicate skin and vague outline make Yan Tianxing's pupils shrink, a little hesitant.

"Will you still wipe it?"

Mo Shangyun, who was waiting to go to bed soon, asked Yan Tianxing impatiently.

When he turned his head and noticed Yan Tianxing's weird look, Mo Shangyun suddenly realized something and wanted to roll over and sit up. As a result, Yan Tianxing's cold fingers pressed his shoulders.

"Damn!"

Mo Shangyun's shoulder hurts, and he scolds swearing.

"Forbearance."

With an exhortation, Yan Tianxing no longer hesitated and bowed his head to apply medicine to her.

The potion was as cold as icy. The moment it touched the skin of the shoulder, Mo Shangyun shook slightly, but soon there was no movement.

Next, Mo Shangyun remained motionless.

Yan Tianxing thought she was asleep.

After applying the medicine, Yan Tianxing wanted to put the nightgown on her, but as soon as he opened it up a little, he noticed a few very shallow scars.

They are all stab wounds, concentrated on the back, it should be some years old.

Mo Shangyun moved, raised his hand to grab the collar, put on the nightgown on his right shoulder, and sat up.

"Where is the injury?" Yan Tianxing stared at her.

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a calm expression, "Do you think that my skill is born with me?"

Yan Tian Xing's eyes moved slightly.

Of course, the skills are trained, but ordinary people don't practice martial arts since childhood.

The wound on Mo Shangyun's back is very light, and it's been more than ten years, let alone.

Before he could speak, Mo Shangyun lifted the quilt, turned over, and lay down on the bed.

"Don't call me in the morning."

Mo Shangyun didn't open his eyes, and lazily reminded him, and then turned to sleep.

I haven't slept for nearly 24 hours. I spent a few hours in the morning practicing, preparing for the party, being the host of the party, and participating in an action with one enemy and many.

She just wants to get a good night's sleep.

Who is going to stop, she guesses she can stabb someone.

Yan Tianxing didn't bother her either.

Close the curtains and leave the bedroom.

*

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Mo Shangyun opened his eyes.

After sleeping for less than five hours, there was no sound in the room, but her physical habits apparently did not allow her to continue sleeping.

The moment I opened my eyes, I was completely awake.

Mo Shangyun sat up, her right shoulder still hurt badly, she moved a little bit, feeling the pain eased, and then stepped on her slippers to get out of bed.

As soon as I got out of the bedroom, I saw Yan Tianxing sitting on the sofa.

He is peeling an apple, holding a fruit knife, and moving quickly, cutting in half, without breaking the skin, even and thin.

Mo Shangyun stopped and watched him lazily.

The curtains are drawn in the bedroom. It’s very dim. It’s different here. It’s snowing all night, and the sky is gray. The light shines through the window. Yan Tianxing looks like a cage of dark light. He bowed his head, his expression focused, on the ink. It seemed to Yun that it was a bit pleasing to the eye.

Yan Tianxing has already noticed her existence.

I didn't raise my head until I finished peeling the apple, "Morning."

"Anything to eat?" Mo Shangyun walked over.

Yan Tianxing replied, "No."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, took the long-washed military uniform he had put on the sofa, and turned to wash and change clothes.

Five minutes later, Mo Shangyun walked out full of energy.

"No matter what you eat, do you take care of it?" Mo Shangyun straightened his military hat and asked Yan Tianxing.

"All control."

Yan Tianxing replied, put the cut apples in the fruit bowl, put a few toothpicks, and handed them over.

Mo Shangyun lowered his head and glanced at the apple pieces that were cut into uniform sizes.

Then, frowning in disgust.

"Wasting time."

After commenting, Mo Shangyun inserted an apple with a toothpick and bit in his mouth.

Toss out a flower, the taste is not the same.

"This is called enjoying life." Yan Tianxing answered slowly.

Mo Shangyun ate a piece, but did not eat it. Throwing the toothpick into the trash can, he squinted and asked him: "Where is breakfast?"

"Answer me a question." Yan Tianxing said leisurely.

"No answer."

"Then there is nothing to eat."

"..."