Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 121, I, I don’t like to eat back grass

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"In the future, stay away from me." Mo Shangyun said almost indifferently.

She stared slightly, her expression was lazy, there was no lowness or sadness, she didn't seem to be decisive and settled, or even without emotion, she calmly confessed to him pouring a glass of water.

She doesn't even seem to be making a decision.

It's an understatement and doesn't care.

Yan Tianxing stepped on the brake.

The car that was driving at a speed of sixty yards stopped almost instantly.

Mo Shangyun was unguarded for a while, fell down in inertia, and subconsciously stretched out his left hand to grab the back of the seat in front of him. Although it was steady, it affected the wound on his left shoulder.

A sharp pain hit her shoulder, which made her frown tightly.

Damn it.

Even if you become angry, you have to be considerate of the patient, right? !

"Reason."

Yan Tianxing didn't look back, but his voice was very heavy.

Go back and sit down. Mo Shangyun raised his right hand to check the injury on his left shoulder, but found that his hand had long been tied into a zongzi. The stubborn disturbances caused her to reply irritably, "No!"

Staring at the rearview mirror, I saw her sitting up, frowning her brows, and her painful forehead frowned, but the more pain she got, the more tossing she went. She used her unfettered left hand to loosen the bandage on her right hand, and the movement moved the wound on the left shoulder , She moves slowly, but she does not stop.

Seeing this, Yan Tianxing was bored for a while, and wanted to carry her out and threw her away.

Forcibly resisted and did not act, Yan Tianxing's words were also angry, "Did you think about it?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun snorted and continued to "unbandage" intently.

Such a thing can be answered half-heartedly, and Yan Tianxing came up to the ground angrily.

Just turned around, Yan Tianxing stared at Mo Shangyun in a cold swish, and saw it with his own eyes, and his vision became clearer.

Holding his head slightly, he concentrated on unwrapping the wound bandage, revealing only half of his face in the warm light. A layer of fine sweat penetrated from the forehead, all the bandages applied were soaked with sweat, the slender eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, the phoenix eyes became darker and brighter, the light spots faintly floated, jumped, and the thin lips tightened, even if the pain is unbearable There was no answer, but the action was not idle at all.

This woman was definitely tossed to death by herself in her last life!

"Good-looking?"

Feeling his gaze, Mo Shangyun raised his head and scanned him with a cold eye, his heart burning.

"Good-looking."

Yan Tianxing took the conversation in an angry manner.

The brows moved slightly, Mo Shangyun wanted to laugh at him a few words, but seeing that he was too angry, he slowly said: "Then let you see it for a while."

"..."

At this time, Yan Tianxing was really angry, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were stained with anger.

"Mo Shangyun, is your goal in life to kill yourself?" Yan Tianxing bit his words, his words mixed with anger.

"You..." Mo Shangyun raised his eyes. Facing such an incorrect evaluation, she was a little surprised. After a while, she exhaled a good temper, "I'm naive."

Yan Tianxing twisted his eyebrows and stretched his hand directly towards Mo Shangyun.

As a second-class handicapped, even though Mo Shangyun was aware of his tricks, he was inconvenient to move, narrow in space, unable to stop or escape, and his right wrist easily fell into Yan Tianxing’s hands. He pulled hard and his hand Stretched out in front of him uncontrollably.

Mo Shangyun put down his right leg and sat facing Yan Tianxing's direction.

Stay steady, she lowered her head and saw the bandage halfway down on her right hand, with a long strip hanging, thinking that if Yan Tianxing wrapped her up again, she would really suffer.

Of course--

Yan Tianxing is not so boring yet.

Grasp Mo Shangyun's wrist with one hand, and pull the bandages away for her with the other.

Just in case, the military doctor wrapped her hands layer by layer and directly wrapped them into zongzi, but this kind of bandaging made her fingers inconvenient to move.

At the moment, her right hand is really broken, and her left shoulder is injured, which means that her left hand is also broken. Naturally, she is inconvenient to move. She is also a temperament who likes to control everything in her hands. She doesn't like to be restrained and doesn't toss about something. When things come out, they are absolutely unwilling to give up.

So as not to be bothered by seeing it, it's better to help her.

Untie all the bandages, and there is still a layer covering the five fingers and palms. Seeing that she wants to withdraw her hand, Yan Tianxing clings to her tightly, so she wraps her with a thin layer to avoid She moved again and the blood stains leaked out and was annoying. After the outer bandage was firmly tied, she was released.

"Thanks."

When he loosened his five fingers, Mo Shangyun immediately withdrew his hand.

Yan Tianxing glanced over and noticed the red mark on her wrist, and he couldn't help but pause.

However, Mo Shangyun didn't care at all, with his hands hanging down, his sleeves slipped down, concealing the red marks.

Seeing this, Yan Tianxing has another nameless anger from nowhere.

"Let's drive."

Speaking lazily, Mo Shangyun sat back and met Yan Tianxing's gaze.

Yan Tianxing's eyes turned from gloomy to calm.

After a moment, he closed his eyes and turned around.

"Say okay first," Yan Tianxing adjusted his cuff slowly, his brows hidden in the shadows, his words were calm and he carried a certain weight, "I, I don't like to eat grass."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, and his gaze passed between the two positions, looking straight ahead.

The car parked at the corner. There was no road ahead, only the cliff going down. There were a few weeds emerging from the cracks in the rocks, and there were rolling peaks in the distance. The trees overlapped each other and the outlines were looming. Clear color, only a piece of darkness.

From the corner of his eyes, I can see Yan Tianxing's broad shoulders, side face, and training hat. The lines are lined with light, which is very eye-catching.

The light in her eyes flickered, she withdrew her gaze, and said: "It's just right, me too."

*

Reconnaissance battalion, base.

Yan Tianxing parked the jeep at the door and did not enter.

Mo Shangyun didn't say a word and pulled the car door directly.

"A reminder."

Yan Tianxing's magnetic voice came from the front.

However, his voice was so good that Mo Shangyun paused when he opened the door.

"Even if you kill yourself, the country will not award you a martyr medal."

"..."

With a bang, Mo Shangyun slammed the door.

Get out of the car and walk towards the gate.

In the car, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes and looked at the back walking away.

The breath is constricted, the waist is straight, and the pace is calm. She has the righteousness of a soldier, and her own idleness.

You light passed over her head, and the back figure fell into the dark for a while. It was clearly stable and fell down, but the slender figure and the increasingly blurred outline of the figure, at that moment, seemed to affect people's hearts suddenly, ruthlessly Shove fiercely.

She gradually faded away.

Yan Tianxing looked coldly, retracted his gaze, and drove away.

……

The whole reconnaissance camp, tonight, is extremely quiet.

There is no training sound, no one runs in the middle of the night, and no refreshing chats.

None of them came back, including all the three companies that were eliminated. They all came back together after the three-day assessment was over.

The ear roots were very clean. After Mo Shangyun entered the gate, he slowed down and walked towards the Erlian Su office building like a walk.

The evening breeze was very cold. She put her left hand in her trouser pocket, her right hand was tied, and she had to hang down, and the wind whizzed through her fingers. The cold bones were aching, faintly, and she felt a few pains in her wrists. .

That man, he was ruthless.

Somehow, Mo Shangyun's sullen expression flashed in his mind, his thick eyebrows pressed, his eyes were angry, and he couldn't hide it, which was very different from his usual image.

If it keeps like this, she would like it, but he recovered his calm in a blink of an eye.

It was a long time apart. If it weren't for this moment, she would have almost forgotten that she had fallen down once in the hands of such a person.

It fell so badly.

Simply cut off to avoid trouble.

Anyway, she was not ready, she was peeled off layer by layer, and she turned out her bottom to show it clearly.

She walked downstairs to the residence building.

Raise your eyes.

It was supposed to be a dark dormitory building. In the company commander's office on the second floor, the lights were on, and warm yellow light was transmitted through the windows and doors.

Mo Shangyun paused, a little dazed, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that Lang Yan was staying at the base.

After hesitating, Mo Shangyun lightened his steps and went upstairs quietly.

He was afraid that he had also heard of the situation.

However, I don't want to deal with him right now.

She went all the way back to the dormitory, her footsteps were extremely light, and she didn't even disturb the sound-controlled lights.

Entering the dormitory door, closing the door, Mo Shangyun lowered his head, glanced at his right hand and left arm, his brows were extremely gloomy.

He didn't go to the bath, but dragged his jacket and shoes and socks. The quilt was lifted and fell on the bed. Mo Shangyun lay on his side and closed his eyes.

She didn't realize that she didn't eat dinner and was a little hungry until she felt tired.

Forget it, too lazy to move.

At the end, before losing consciousness, I suddenly thought of Yan Tianxing's sentence——

【Even if you make yourself dead, the country will not award you a martyr's medal. 】

Damn it.

Get up early tomorrow to go to the cafeteria.

*

The next day, six o'clock.

Mo Shangyun was hungry and awake.

From sleeping at 8 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock the next day, for a total of ten hours, Mo Shangyun rarely slept for such a long time, turning over and sitting up as soon as he opened his eyes.

Putting on his jacket and shoes, Mo Shangyun faced the bed, looked at the messy bedding, and was silent for three seconds.

Finally, forcibly divert his attention.

Go to the bathroom to wash.

When I came back, I wanted to leave without squinting, but when I passed by the bed, I couldn't help but stop.

Turn left, take two steps forward, stop, and look down at the bedding.

Forget it, try to feel comfortable.

Mo Shangyun had a rare OCD attack. He endured and endured it, and could not hold back. Finally, relying on his two hands with inconvenience, he folded the quilt into a standard tofu block.

Square and square, without wrinkles.

Full score in housekeeping.

Looking at the time again, nearly twenty minutes have passed.

Mo Shangyun went out with a sullen face.

Going downstairs, just in time to see Lang Yan who came back after running.

The sky was a little dark, and Lang Yan ran over here when he saw a shadow of a person, but when he ran closer, he was surprised when he saw her.

He subconsciously looked at Mo Shangyun.

There are injuries on the forehead and face, the right hand is more severe, and the rest... can't be seen.

"You, are you back?"

Suddenly seeing her, Lang Yan didn't know what to say, so he said politely.

Mo Shangyun, who has never been able to bear this kind of nonsense, is surprisingly calm this time, "Yes."

"By the way, I heard about that," Lang Yan pulled his thoughts on the business and asked with concern, "Is it all solved now?"

All things, he listened to the battalion commander.

The second company wiped out the entire army of the third company. Mo Shangyun acted alone to solve the two mercenaries. He was wounded and he did not know the severity. He was sent to the hospital for treatment yesterday morning and was taken to the "trial" in the afternoon. Ming the situation.

They couldn't find out the details here, but they also knew the result. No one over there embarrassed her and just let her go.

Lang Yan thought she would continue to be hospitalized, but unexpectedly, she came back directly.

Apparently, I returned last night.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.

. "What about the injury?"

Lang Yan's gaze stayed on her, with a sense of inquiry.

Standing in front of you, it shouldn't hurt too much.

Mo Shangyun opened his mouth and wanted to say that it was okay, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words in a ghostly manner, "I have to recuperate for half a month."

All skin injuries, no bones were injured, no rehabilitation needed, the shoulder injuries were a bit more serious, healed for half a month, recuperated for half a month, and now it is a compromise. Mo Shangyun feels that what has been said is very serious. .

"That's OK," Nodded, Lang Yan guessed that she was a hero, thinking about it, and asked her politely, "Or, give you half a month off?"

"No need."

Mo Shangyun faintly refused.

Lang Yan felt his heart twitching when he refused so simply and decisively.

Who doesn't take a vacation? She arranged sick leave for her here, without thinking about it, and refused it?

Even if you are a workaholic, don't bring it like this!

He thoughtfully, staring at her right hand seemingly, "Your hand, can't you type on the keyboard, right?"

Mo Shangyun usually does two things-make a training plan and implement a training plan.

In a meeting, you can hide or hide, and the task assigned to her is very light. A month's task can be completed in two days.

At the moment, you can't train if you take good care of your injury. Make a plan. This hand is also a problem... It's better to give her a vacation!

"There is voice input." Mo Shangyun replied indifferently. He lowered his head and glanced at his healthy hands. "Your hands are fine."

Lang Yan: "..."

After a pause, Lang Yan decided not to talk to her about this issue.

He took a step forward, looked around, and then asked mysteriously, "Can you tell me how to make the three-game losing streak?"

"Yes."

"Really?" Lang Yan couldn't believe it.

"There is a condition." Mo Shangyun added slowly.

"..." After hesitating, Lang Yan felt a gust of wind blowing from the back of his ears, and he was quite nervous, "Say it."

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, and a smile was drawn across his eyes.