Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 064, Mo Shangyun, you are dead [two more]
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Nine pictures, sent one by one.
Not long.
Cloud City, on an off-road vehicle.
In the back seat of the driver, the screen of the mobile phone flashed brightly. The man took the mobile phone, unlocked the fingerprint, and clicked on WeChat. The pictures came into view one by one.
Under the dim light, the man gently curled his thin lips, then clicked on the big pictures and looked at them one by one.
After a while, the smile on the corners of the lips gradually faded, replaced by coldness and anger.
The four photos in the front are close-ups of three barbecues and a selfie. They are very good and eye-catching, but in the back, a group of people are taking pictures together, and there are separate photos of the two, all of them. The man, hooking her shoulders and back, made people look angry.
Grasp the power of the phone and tighten it slightly.
After that, click on the input box and type.
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Reconnaissance camp.
Mo Shangyun, who sent the picture, didn't wait for Yan Tianxing's reply, so he put the phone away.
Lang Yan walked over to the soldiers with a plate of skewers that he had grilled, but he was disgusted by the soldiers along the way.
"Company Captain Lang."
Mo Shangyun waved towards Lang Yan and stopped him.
Thinking that the scorched skewers in his hand would be appreciated, Lang Yan immediately smiled, speeding up and super Mo Shangyun walked over.
"Come, eat." Lang Yan enthusiastically handed the plate to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun was very cheesy. He chose a decent lamb skewers, took a bite under Lang Yan's expectant eyes, and reluctantly swallowed it.
Not to mention the comparison with the squad leader of the cooking squad, even if it is compared with Yan Tianxing, it is still far behind.
"How?" Lang Yan asked urgently.
Taking a bite of the mutton skewers again, Mo Shangyun said aloud, "I want to go out tomorrow."
Lang Yan, who was waiting for Mo Shangyun's response, was taken aback when he heard the sound. After a pause, he came back to his senses. He asked in surprise, "Why go out again?"
"Go to the hospital to see a friend." Mo Shangyun glanced at him and said, "It's Lu Yang, the one you saw last time."
"He hasn't been discharged yet?"
It's been half a month, who is still tossing in the hospital?
"Something happened last week." Mo Shangyun said, raising his hand and taking most of the skewers from Lang Yan's plate, then raised his hand to the table and raised his eyebrows to ask , "Who wants it?"
"I, I, I!"
"Give me one!"
"Me too!"
Following the active response of the soldiers, the pile of charred skewers in Mo Shangyun's hand was divided up and wiped out in just a few seconds.
Lang Yan watched this scene dejectedly, and finally took a step forward extremely unwillingly, towards the humanity that had just been divided up, "I still have..."
The crowd dispersed silently, leaving Lang Yan with an aloof back.
Lang Yan: "..."
Wipe!
What kind of brothers are this group!
See the color and forget the meaning!
Why did Mo Shangyun grab it? Isn't it rare for them to give it away for free? !
Lang Yan deeply felt that his company commander had lost his prestige since he didn't know when, and a strong glass heart smashed into powder.
Lang Yan was hit.
Mo Shangyun patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, then picked up the skewers left on his plate.
She almost just got it in her hand. The previous group of soldiers who bowed their heads to eat skewers and chat together, rushed up again tacitly, and divided the skewers clean.
"..."
Seeing this different treatment, Lang Yan was about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Accurate, false." Lang Yan gritted his teeth and uttered two words.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangyun said to him with a smile, and by the way, he presented a special beef skewers specially made by the chef of the cooking class.
Lang Yan left angrily.
The whole table laughed.
Mo Shangyun, who was satisfied with the result, picked up another skewers, but the mobile phone in her pocket buzzed, she raised her hand and took out the mobile phone, and she saw "Fool Yan". Remarks, stunned, took the skewers and mobile phone and left the seat, and walked to a slightly more secluded place.
However, as soon as she stood up, the phone was already hung up.
After eating the beef skewers slowly, Mo Shangyun unlocked the phone. He wanted to call back directly, but he saw a new WeChat message. After hesitating, he clicked on WeChat.
『Yan Tianxing: Mo Shangyun, are you chasing me or are you mad at me? 』
『Yan Tianxing: What is it like to hook up with other men? 』
Mo Shangyun stared at these two lines for a while, and from a distance, you could feel Yan Tianxing's anger that there was nowhere to vent.
Touching her nose, she opened the pictures she posted in the past inexplicably.
After reading it carefully twice, I didn't see anything unusual.
If you take a photo without hooking your shoulders, is it possible that you are separated by a meter or two? What else to shoot?
Moreover, they don't dare to do anything to themselves. Usually, she puts her elbows on other people's shoulders, and there is nothing wrong with them.
Mo Shangyun thought for a while, clicked on the address book, and dialed Yan Tianxing's number.
The phone rang and answered.
"What are you doing?" Yan Tianxing's sullen and low voice came.
"Jealous?" Mo Shangyun asked with some playfulness, curling his lips.
"..."
Three seconds later, only a "click" was heard, and the phone hung up.
It was not once or twice that I was hung up. Mo Shangyun was not annoyed. He smiled, clicked on WeChat, and sent Yan Tianxing a middle-aged and elderly emoticon pack.
It was a young man holding a rose that occupies one-third of the picture. The words on the picture were-"I'll give you a rose, I'm so happy to chat with you!" 』
Similar pictures, she has dozens of photo albums, all of which were found when Mo Shangyun searched for avatar pictures last time.
Yan Tianxing, who clicked on the picture on the other side, was not angry.
Mo Shangyun, you are dead!