Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 080, I choose to stop myself

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"Are you not a student?"

Yan Gui asked very casually.

It seems that the general has long been recognized.

If Mo Shangyun was one of the students, he would be able to recognize it immediately, not to mention being in the second team — 22 people in the second team stayed together for one day and one night, it is impossible for him not to know Mo Shangyun The presence.

The suspicion has long been raised, but it has not been exposed in front of the first team.

Mo Shangyun squinted at him, but didn't feel surprised at all, and responded lightly, "Yeah."

Yan Gui showed a "sure enough" expression on his face.

"Instructor?" Yan Gui asked curiously.

"Temporary." Mo Shangyun added.

"Didn't you just leave the company?"

Yan Gui continued to ask, but couldn't stop muttering in his heart: It is indeed a pervert recognized by the military district compound. The company that was joining together, she was already a teacher when he was a student, although it was temporary, but this The gap is also a little bigger.

"Didn't you say to go to your brother's army?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, and asked leisurely.

"Hey." Yan Gui smiled, raised his hand to touch his nose, and said, "I want to go now too."

"How?"

"Before coming here, I had a quarrel with my brother. He said that I could not join their army and I didn't even have the qualifications for selection," Yan Gui explained. "I was so angry that I ran here to Brother Shuang."

Yan Gui's elder brother, Yan Hanyu, is the same age as Mo Shangshuang, four years older than them, and Mo Shangyun is not very familiar with him.

I heard that he is a sniper working in a special force now, with a weird personality and a ruthless character. The only person who can get along is Mo Shangshuang.

Mo Shangyun has met him a few times, but even now, he has forgotten his looks.

To sum up, she is not very interested.

"Then?" Mo Shangyun raised his brows and motioned Yan Gui to continue.

"Brother Shuang felt that my purpose was impure, and he didn't want me originally, but I divided the groups in advance, and there was no way, let me quit in this operation."

Mo Shangyun nodded slightly.

Well, like her brother's style.

"My brother, he also revealed to me that the Sealand Military Region will hold an assessment in March. If they perform well at that time, they can participate in their assessment through the formal procedures." Yan Gui was full of enthusiasm. "I plan to talk to the company commander after I go back, and ask if there is any way to participate in this assessment."

"..."

Mo Shangyun paused when he unscrewed the lid of the pot.

I glanced at him obliquely, and saw that he was talking about the rising, the planning for the future is wonderful, but he didn't say anything.

"By the way, you are also assigned to the Xilan Military District, do you know about this?" Yan Gui asked her.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

"Then you know what requirements are needed—"

"Swallows return."

Mo Shangyun interrupted him unhurriedly, then took a sip of the water in the kettle.

The temperature is low, and even the water is very cold. As soon as it enters the throat, the irritation of the ice cold spreads to the lungs, and the breath is cold.

"Huh?"

Mo Shangyun screwed the lid of the pot and asked him, "My business, what are your plans?"

"Oh," Yan Gui reacted, took a bite and compressed the biscuits, and said casually, "Don't worry, I won't expose you, anyway, the students are independent individuals, there is no betrayal, and I have no pressure to help you hide. "

Mo Shangyun was not surprised at his answer.

Anyway, he doesn't want to stay here. He rots the secrets in his stomach and doesn't help anyone. That's the most suitable choice for him.

"When do you want to die?" Mo Shangyun asked lightly, giving him the right to choose himself.

"Puff--"

Yan Gui squirted out all the compressed biscuits in one mouthful.

Mo Shangyun glanced at him obliquely, and when he saw him choking coughing, he hurried to turn over the kettle, rather speechless, bowed his head and tore the compressed biscuits in his hand.

Yan Gui drank half a pot of water before he was relieved.

"No, we just met, we die at every turn..." Yan Gui protested politely, "Isn't it good?"

"If you don't call Yangui, your body will be cold now." Mo Shangyun warned in a chilly tone.

If he didn't believe that he wouldn't talk nonsense, Mo Shangyun would not keep him until now.

"..." Yan Guiyi was speechless for a while.

I really thank his parents for giving him the name Yangui.

At the end, Yan Gui is weak and weak: "I choose to stop myself."

Anyway, he couldn’t beat Mo Shangyun, and his experience was not as good as Mo Shangyun. He didn’t want to leave it... but he didn’t want to be ended by Mo Shangyun. After all, it was not a glorious thing, so he chose to end himself. .

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun has no objection to this.

The result is satisfactory, the process is not important.

But--

In less than two seconds, Mo Shangyun heard the sound of rustling, immediately condensed his eyebrows, and looked somewhere with a slightly murderous intent.

As soon as Yu Yan approached, he saw Mo Shangyun's cold eyes.

There is a bonfire next to her, and the flames are jumping, and the warm light is refracted to her eyes, but she can't see the slightest temperature, her eyebrows are cold, her narrow eyes are narrowed, and the murderous intent is approaching. He was fixed for a while.

It seems that murderous aura has turned into substance, and any of his actions can drive him to ruin.

I was actually a little scared.

"It's me."

The remaining words are the first to speak, and the tone should be as stable as possible without showing timidity.

"Brother Yu!" Yan Gui waved at him, showing a smile.

However, his eyes were secretly observing Yu Yan's reaction, making sure that Yu Yan did not hear their conversation.

"Something?"

Mo Shangyun looked faintly, and withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to pick up a stick of firewood and put it by the bonfire.

Yu Yan then approached them.

When I approached them, I couldn't stop looking at their campfire, with a scent of envy.

Half a while, he said, "It's like this, our fire hasn't been lit so far, so I want to ask you for a fire."