Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 308, Mo Shangyun, cry

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"If this is a compliment, I accept it."

Mo Shangyun said that the clouds were light and windy, and he obviously didn't want to explain to Yan Tianxing more about this matter.

Yan Tianxing's eyes became gloomy and angry even after hearing Mo Shangyun's almost indifferent answer.

Compliments?

She can count on herself!

"Thinking too much."

Yan Tianxing spit out three words without angrily, and then took the cap of safflower oil to close it.

Obviously it is a very simple action, but Yan Tianxing's force is so strong that the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out.

Mo Shangyun glanced inadvertently. At that moment, there was an illusion that Yan Tianxing would crush the bottle.

After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun changed the subject, "I have something to ask for your opinion."

"Disagree."

Yan Tianxing frowned, didn't even want to hear a sentence, and vetoed it bluntly.

Mo Shangyun looked at him speechlessly, "You...you are stingy."

"I am happy."

Yan Tianxing took a swish look at her.

The voice fell silent, and the bottle of safflower oil was smashed on the desk top.

Sweeping his eyes at the poor bottle, Mo Shangyun touched his nose.

After a short pause, Mo Shangyun asked tentatively: "How about telling you a story?"

"Say."

Yan Tianxing squinted at her.

Mo Shangyun pointed to the drinking fountain by the window, "Go and pour a glass of water."

Yan Tianxing: "..."

Three seconds later, Yan Tianxing stood up, resignedly took Mo Shangyun's water glass, and went to the drinking fountain to receive a glass of water.

When I came back, although I put it in front of Mo Shangyun rather violently, the action of putting it down was very light, and no water dripped.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the office chair on one side.

Yan Tianxing sat down with a face, his anger still remained.

"Here."

Mo Shangyun picked up the phone, clicked on the saved picture, and threw it to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing raised his hand to take it, and after a suspicious glance at Mo Shangyun, he looked down at the 12 pieces of pictures that were put together.

"This is painted by Si Sheng, how about it?"

Mo Shangyun picked up the water glass, took a sip unhurriedly, and threw a question to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing's brows moved slightly, and he bluntly said: "I am not interested in her story."

If Mo Shangyun just wanted to change the subject with other people’s interesting stories, he would have to keep Mo Shangyun away from his cell phone for the next two months.

Mo Shangyun was too lazy to pay attention to him, shrugged, and concisely explained to Yan Tianxing the reason why Si Sheng drew the picture.

After Yan Tianxing listened patiently, she immediately asked: "Do you know why it is May 1st?"

Intuitively aware that there is something tricky, Yan Tianxing slightly narrowed his eyes, "Talk about it."

"On May Day almost 10 years ago, my grandfather gave Si Sheng ten yuan, a letter, and asked her to send the letter to a friend thousands of miles away within a week." Mo Shangyun said. Take a sip of water.

"What about the result?" Yan Tianxing frowned.

One week, ten dollars, thousands of miles away.

Si Sheng was the same age as Mo Shangyun, eight years ago, he was 12 or 3 years old.

At such a young age, it is obviously not something ordinary elders can do to allow him to walk so long alone.

"As a result, she came back in a week. Arrived in one day, sent the letter, and came back after playing for five days."

"Where did the money come from?"

Yan Tianxing asked fluently.

"I hitchhiked when I went, and used her skills to make a little money over there." Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Grandpa's purpose is to exercise her survivability."

Yan Tianxing seems to understand something.

This is what Si Sheng has experienced.

However, Mo Shangyun can be said to have grown up with Si Sheng. Is it possible, Mo Shangyun is also...

Even more ruthless?

After a pause, Yan Tianxing asked suspiciously: "Have you experienced it too?"

"No." Mo Shangyun raised his left hand, took off his training hat, and dropped it on the table. Then he turned his head to look at Yan Tianxing, very calmly, "Grandpa really wanted me to be with me, but my master ...That is, You Nianyu's father, You Yi refused."

"Why?"

Yan Tianxing has an ominous premonition.

According to Mo Shangyun's current ability, this You Yi's refusal is definitely not in danger, but in some kind of disdain and pediatrics.

Mo Shangyun shrugged and said truthfully: "He doesn't like it."

Yan Tianxing's hand tightened unconsciously, and he heard his voice very heavy, "So how did you spend that May Day?"

"March with a heavy load."

Mo Shangyun replied almost understatement.

She didn't talk to Yan Tianxing about the specific details, but the words "March with a heavy load" alone were enough for Yan Tianxing to make a rough guess about the degree of danger.

A march of a man, a march of a 13-year-old girl.

Moreover, bear weight.

Just the simplest march, you need to walk 4 to 5 kilometers per hour, and the daily travel distance is 30 to 40 kilometers.

At that time, Mo Shangyun was a teenager at best, not fully developed in every aspect of his body, not to mention his physical fitness.

Yan Tian Xing Guang just imagined it, and he felt his head was big.

Her masters are all crazy!

Being able to give Mo Shangyun to a master like that... The elders of Mo Shangyun have either a rib or a lack of ribs, and there is simply a problem with their brains.

"The story is over."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, and then drank the water in the cup.

Because of the May Day ten years ago, the two had the same illness, so they agreed that it was a memorable day. Later, Si Sheng chose this day for Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun is very refreshing. He has taken a stroke of what he has experienced, as if telling other people's stories, without any emotions about it.

But, the more indifferent she is, the more repressed and angry Yan Tianxing becomes.

An uncontrollable irritable mood swept across his chest, and then bit by bit swallowed his proud self-control.

"Mo Shangyun."

Yan Tianxing called to her in a low voice.

"Huh?"

Mo Shangyun tilted his head in doubt.

With a glance, she met Yan Tianxing's gaze, and felt an invisible pressure and irritability. She paused, and symbolically took back the casual touch between her eyebrows.

Yan Tianxing stared into her eyes, his pupils were deep and bottomless, and elusive emotions concealed. He said every word, "It's a miracle that you live the way you are now."

Mo Shangyun paused for a while, feeling his heart sinking slightly, as if he had been prodded, but soon the strange emotions disappeared.

She curled her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, her smile was as casual and openly as before, and the faint smile was appropriately flattered.

She raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

Seeing her foolish disguise, Yan Tianxing couldn't beat her with anger.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hand to pinch Mo Shangyun's chin, and suddenly leaned over, the distance between the two of them drew closer.

The distance is less than ten centimeters.

The eyes of the two were facing each other, and in the dark pupils, they could almost see their faces, and no one could admit defeat.

Half a while, Yan Tianxing pinched her chin a little harder, and there was a little deliberate ridicule in the words, "Come on, cry."

"Go away."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and slapped his hand away angrily.

As soon as her hand loosened her chin, Yan Tianxing put it on Mo Shangyun's hair. The soft hair felt very good. Yan Tianxing couldn't help but rubbed her short hair, making it messy.

Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly, trying to suppress his anger.

Ordinary heart.

Don't care about him.

Just be bitten by a dog...

While self-hypnosis, Yan Tianxing asked again and again, "Really don't cry?"

——wipe!

Mo Shangyun couldn't bear it. He raised his elbow directly, and hit the hand where Yan Tianxing was touching her head. After hitting it hard, an uppercut hit Yan Tianxing's chin!

Yan Tianxing turned his head to the side and avoided it dangerously. The fist retracted in the air, bringing gusts of cold wind, obviously he spared no effort.

Being hit by that fist, maybe even dislocated his jaw.

Mo Shangyun was annoyed, and repeatedly attacked Yan Tianxing with a fierce move. Although it was not very powerful, it was true that she would have to lie down for a few days.

Of course, both of them are sitting on chairs, and the space is very small, so Yan Tianxing had to hide.

At this moment--

"Knocking. Knocking. Knocking."

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

Following, it was Mu Cheng's voice, "Is the captain here?"

As Mo Shangyun's attention was diverted by the movement outside the door, Yan Tianxing took advantage of the situation and grabbed Mo Shangyun's right fist.

"With your left hand," Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun's uninjured left hand, and said very considerately, "Punch you to calm down."

"..."

Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.

Damn, this posture is like she's making trouble out of nowhere.

Forcibly resisting his anger, Mo Shangyun retracted his fist, then glanced towards the door, and said coldly: "Not here."

"...oh."

Mu Cheng replied with regret.