Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 307, 撩

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Yan Tianxing stared at the phone screen and frowned slightly.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Not long after, Mo Shangyun, who put on his nightgown, walked out of the bedroom.

She holds a towel in her hand and covers her head, wiping her freshly washed hair.

I took a bath and got a lot of energy. When I came out to see Yan Tianxing holding his mobile phone in his hand, he was slightly taken aback, and then asked: "What are you looking at?"

Without a guilty conscience being caught, Yan Tianxing turned sideways and put his elbows on the sofa. He raised his eyes to look at the approaching Mo Shangyun, shook the phone at her, and asked, "You are going to Yuncheng? "

"Hmm."

Come over, Mo Shangyun took the phone and looked down at the message.

She unlocked her fingerprint, clicked in and took a look, she saw multiple papers and materials, her expression suddenly stiffened.

Sure enough, there is a price to pay.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Tianxing stretched out her long arm and tore off the towel she was laying on her head.

"Find Uncle Chen."

Mo Shangyun was also calm, without covering up.

Yan Tianxing paused as he grabbed the towel.

Received the file and returned a message to the instructor to let him rest early. Only then did Mo Shangyun look at Yan Tianxing who had been staring at him, and said, "Help me blow off my hair."

As soon as I finished speaking, I walked around to the front of the sofa and sat down like a queen.

But looking closely at her expression, she looked rather distressed, staring at the paper opened with the mobile phone software, frowning tightly.

"It's dangerous." Yan Tianxing reminded in a light tone.

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun, who read the paper carefully, replied without raising his head. This sound deserved is really perfunctory.

Yan Tianxing did not have the grand determination to persuade her.

It's just that when I got up to get the hair dryer, I got a little bit more thoughtful.

I also know Mo Shangyun's mood.

Being a teacher for one day, and a father for life.

For Mo Shangyun, who grew up with her master, this sentence is most suitable for her.

She looks calm and sensible, but Mo Shangyun can't sit idly by. She will try her best to do everything she can.

It is completely impossible to convince her at this time.

Yan Tianxing honestly went to get her a hair dryer, first wiped her hair with a towel, and then used the hair dryer to blow on her. The hot wind ran through her hair and the short hair quickly dried.

Mo Shangyun is like a second uncle, and from time to time he instructs Yan Tianxing to control the temperature.

Yan Tianxing finally understands what it is like to "dare to be angry but dare not speak".

"Okay."

After the hair was completely dry, Yan Tianxing turned off the hair dryer.

By the way, use your fingers to take care of Mo Shangyun's refreshing hair.

"I'm going to bed."

Mo Shangyun is about to get up.

Yan Tianxing took her shoulders from behind, pressed her down, leaned down, and approached her ear in a low voice, "Don't wait for me?"

Mo Shangyun thought for a while, then turned his head and said sincerely, "I suggest you sleep on the sofa."

"..."

Seeing her "think of you" expression, Yan Tianxing muffled the corners of her mouth speechlessly.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand, took the phone, and walked into the bedroom smartly.

Yan Tianxing was left standing alone, a little depressed.

……

A little closer, Yan Tianxing came out from the shower.

The light in the bedroom is still on. Mo Shangyun is sitting on the head of the bed with his legs bent and a notebook on his knees. He holds a mobile phone in his left hand and a pen in his right. When I took some notes and lowered my head to write, I looked very serious.

A glance, Yan Tianxing's gaze fell on her lap.

Wearing a bathrobe, the action is very relaxed. Under the bathrobe, there are beautifully curved calves and white and exquisite feet. Because of wearing military boots and military pants all the year round, the skin is abnormally white without the wind and sun for many years.

It's just that the scar on the left foot is very conspicuous.

——That was Shirakawa's knife.

Healed, but left scars.

Yan Tianxing thought that Mo Shangyun would often stare at the scar on his forehead. He thought about it every time. Now, he can understand Mo Shangyun's mood a bit.

Extraordinarily...unhappy.

Feeling him standing all the time, Mo Shangyun, who was originally focused on doing things, also raised his head to look at him.

I wanted to remind him, but when I saw it, I was stunned.

Yan Tianxing only wears a bath towel.

Furthermore, it is surrounded by the waist, and the upper body is naked, with strong muscles and attractive figure, all at a glance.

Mo Shangyun's eyes moved up from the obvious abdominal muscles. Every muscle is as perfect as art, even the arc is just right. At a glance, he has a solid and powerful chest, a delicate and beautiful collarbone, and a **** and beautiful Adam's apple. Going up, there is a beautiful skin bag that can fascinate people.

The Creator is really eccentric.

Faced with Yan Tianxing's gaze, Mo Shangyun's gaze moved down again, looking back and forth, and finally his gaze fell on the bath towel around his waist.

"Want to see it?"

Yan Tianxing looked at her generously, but she was not ashamed at all.

"..."

No matter how thick-skinned, he has no experience after all, Mo Shangyun is silently embarrassed.

As if he hadn't heard it, Mo Shangyun lowered his head, unable to take out the slippery tone.

Looking at her a little funny, Yan Tianxing clicked the corner of her lips and strode towards Mo Shangyun.

"Don't come here."

Mo Shangyun looked up and swept his warning cold eyes.

The beauty is wrong.

Yan Tianxing walked slowly and calmly, but he didn't procrastinate at all, and he didn't follow Mo Shangyun's instructions. In a blink of an eye, he came to the bed and stood calmly.

"Shy?"

Leaning down slightly, Yan Tianxing whispered, his voice bewitching, and his hand fell on the bath towel around his waist.

It will fall off with a little pull.