Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 073, meet again, sweet and ambiguous

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The windows are flat-open, two-page windows. Because there are too many people in the classroom, they need to be ventilated. The window in the back seat is opened, and the window near Mo Shangyun is closed.

Yan Tianxing stood in the middle of the window, standing tall, with a lazy breath.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the aura does not diminish. When I stop there, I am unreasonably eye-catching, and it is difficult to move away as soon as my eyes touch.

The corridor outside is very narrow, and sunlight is shining from the diagonal side, covering his shoulders, dyed with shallow burrs, and the outline of his body becomes more and more hazy.

He is wearing a camouflage training suit, the deep colors are mottled, and the color is slightly lighter against the sun. Leaning on his side, putting one hand in his trouser pocket, standing casually, unbuttoning two collar buttons and opening them open. Going up, wearing a round combat hat, with shadows hanging down, the handsome face of enchanting hidden in the dark.

A side face, with smooth lines and a tough outline, but the eyebrows are deliberately or unintentionally chuckles, provoking a bit of sultry charm.

His eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell on Mo Shangyun.

The moment Mo Shangyun raised her eyes, her gaze collided with him, and she was somewhat surprised by the unexpected appearance.

While she looked at Yan Tianxing, Yan Tianxing also looked at her a few times.

The training cap was placed on the table, revealing short, soft, shiny hair, a little messy, and a few strands of hair hanging down on the front of the forehead, covering the smooth and full forehead. The facial features are exquisite, his eyes are slightly squinted, and after a moment of stunned, his eyebrows are raised openly.

Of course, the fair skin on his face reveals a slightly paleness unlike the usual, and his eyes are clear, like vast stars, with floating light and flickering.

Just a few seconds.

Soon, Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and passed it to Mo Shangyun through the window.

"Pen."

A low and languid word, with a mellow and magnetic voice, which was meant to be a command, but with his lightly hooked lips, it was a bit less majestic.

Dropping his eyes, Mo Shangyun glanced at that hand.

The hands are beautiful, with long fingers, and there are calluses that have been worn out over the years.

However, at a glance, what Mo Shangyun noticed was a long scar on his palm, as well as scars with the same depth and similar positions on each finger.

The wound is not deep, it is scarred, and it is still healing. It should be a knife wound.

Mo Shangyun can imagine the width and sharpness of the knife, as well as the strength when Yan Tianxing holds it.

With a slight movement in her heart, Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing deeply, the smile on her face gradually faded, and she silently placed the signature pen in his hand on the palm of his hand.

Avoided the scar.

Noting Mo Shangyun's subtle movements, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows before realizing the injury on his hand.

Now, holding the signature pen, put his hand back.

In such a short time, most of the attention in the classroom was attracted.

Even Peng Yuqiu didn't stop the lecture consciously, and cast his sights over here in a proper way.

Yan Tianxing stood against the light, and the shadow fell on Mo Shangjun. When he stretched out his hand, the palm of his hand also fell in the shadow. Except for Mo Shangjun, no one could clearly see the scar on Yan Tianxing’s hand, so there was no reason for it. Emerging together.

Even Duan Zimu, after hearing Yan Tianxing's "pen", he had no time to see Yan Tianxing's closing gesture.

It's just pure curiosity. When Yan Tianxing appeared, what he did in the past few days, and...what Mo Shangyun committed will be followed by Yan Tianxing.

However, Yan Tianxing didn't give them a few more seconds of guessing. As soon as he closed the pen, he glanced at Peng Yuqiu, motioned for him to continue, and then turned and left.

The shadow outside the window disappeared suddenly, replaced by a bright light and weeds and trees growing in the distance.

Mo Shangyun watched Yan Tianxing leave and saw that the corners of his clothes disappeared from his field of vision. A hint of doubt flashed in his expression, then he retracted his gaze and looked at the notebook and signature pen in front of him.

Suddenly, I felt a lot of calmness.

One minute later, she picked up another pen and turned to the first page of the notebook.

It has been three hours since class started. When I saw her writing for the first time, Duan Zimu couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

Mo Shangyun turned his head to the side of the stroke of the pen, and the calmness in his eyes was calmed down, his eyes sharp and warning.

Duan Zimu raised his eyebrows, letting it go, and withdrew his eyes.

Back door.

Mu Cheng and Xiao Chuyun looked at each other.

After that, he left tacitly to catch up with Yan Tianxing.

*

At 12 o'clock, get out of class ends.

Mo Shangyun listened to the class for half an hour.

Listen absent-mindedly, like a review, and only listen to a few words when you hear novel knowledge occasionally.

The so-called survival in the wild cannot be easily controlled after four days of study.

It's just that, most of the students here are recruits, who have not participated in real wild survival. They can't distinguish between poisonous and non-toxic plants, so they need to give them a general introduction.

It is impossible for Mo Shangyun to be fully acquainted with every plant, animal, and insect in the jungle. Therefore, in the knowledge Peng Yuqiu talks about, there will occasionally be existences that she has never heard of or seen.

"Momo, I'm going to have lunch."

As soon as he heard the word "off get out of class", Yan Gui's performance was particularly positive, and he couldn't wait to shout to Mo Shangyun.

"You go first."

Close the notebook, Mo Shangyun explained.

"Didn't you say that they were together?" Yan Gui was rather disappointed.

The corner of his eye swept over Peng Yuqiu who was passing by the window, and Mo Shangyun said indifferently: "I have a few questions, I would like to ask Peng instructor."

Peng Yuqiu heard the sound, stopped, glanced here, wondering: "...Huh?"

"What do you mean by group leader?"

Lin Qi turned around and looked at Duan Zimu.

Mo Shangyun has always been accustomed to wantonly, and it is impossible for her to stay with them all day.

Of course, as long as the leader of Duan Zimu speaks, "cultivating tacit understanding" can be considered a cloud.

She asked Duan Zimu because she helped Mo Shangyun and asked Duan Zimu to give an affirmative answer.

"See you this afternoon."

Duan Zimu stood up and said goodbye to Mo Shangyun with a low smile.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and shrugged.

Before, An Chen looked at Mo Shangyun deeply, but did not speak for a long time.

All morning, even in a group, he couldn't even find a chance to talk to Mo Shangyun.

The groups in the classroom, one group left, and their group didn't stay long, and five people left one after another.

People are almost gone. Peng Yuqiu, who stopped in the corridor outside, looked down at his watch, then walked to the window, put his hands on the window, leaned in slightly, and asked helplessly: "Classmate Mo Shangyun , Do you have any questions?"

"Are you still there?"

Mo Shangyun turned his head and raised his brow to ask him.

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Damn!

Fortunately, he is willing to be her guise.

"Why don't you draw an important point?" Mo Shangyun pointed to the notebook and asked him with a smile.

"Haha."

Peng Yuqiu shook her with a gloomy smile.

He picked up the textbook and left with a sullen face, with such an air of arrogance.

Mo Shangyun touched his nose.

Standing up, Mo Shangyun saw that there were not many people in the classroom, so he didn't bother to walk out the door properly, and directly pushed the other window open, then put his hands on the window, and the whole person flew out from the window. .

The male students in the classroom: "..."

Did something happen just now?

*

Without appetite, Mo Shangyun didn't want to go to the cafeteria. After wandering around the small bungalow, he planned to find a sunny place for a good night’s sleep.

However, as soon as I walked around from the right side of the small bungalow to the front, I heard a familiar and lazy voice--

"Where are we going?"

Stunned, Mo Shangyun looked up and saw a figure standing under the tree in front of him.

Yan Tianxing stood in the shade of a tree, and sunlight was shining down through the dense leaves, forming a dotted beam of light. When the wind blew, the light and shadow were mottled, jumping and flashing on him.

Yan Tianxing looked at her.

The training hat was worn obliquely, the brim of the hat was pulled to the right, and the hair was pressed against the skin. She stood idle, squinting to look here, with a lazy expression and implicit doubts.

When looking at each other, Mo Shangyun raised his hand silently, straightened his hat, and tried to correct his image as a "female officer," "female leader," and "deputy company commander."

This blatant little action fell in Yan Tianxing's eyes. It was funny and cute. He couldn't hold back his laughter, his eyes were full of soft smiles, and it was a little greasy.

After that, he raised his leg and walked towards Mo Shangyun.

When he approached, Mo Shangyun was already standing upright, his waist straight and his back erect.

"Instructor Yan——"

Mo Shangyun opened his mouth and called to him.

However, Yan Tianxing stopped before his words, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the brim of her hat and took off the training hat directly.

Mo Shangyun's face turned black, and she frowned to look at him.

The wind blew, blowing her short broken hair, strands of messy hair, flying freely in the breeze.

I'm afraid that I haven't cut my hair for three months, and my hair is a bit longer.

Yan Tianxing smiled lightly, "It's time to cut my hair."

"Not available."

Mo Shangyun gave him a white look.

Yan Tianxing raised his left hand, running his fingers through her soft hair, and helped her straighten out her short, messy hair.

Mo Shangyun, who wanted to take a step back, raised his head slightly, and inadvertently swept his right hand holding her training cap. A faint scar came into view, and Mo Shangyun paused. There is no action standing still.

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Yan Ye: It’s sugary, shouldn’t everyone vote for it?

Mo Mo: Well, if there are more monthly passes, continue to send sugar...

Yan Ye: [laughs] My lifelong happiness depends on you.