Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 344, happy or not, one sentence
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The moment I saw the two of them clearly, Mo Shangyun only felt that there was a strong pressure rushing toward him, and the bones were all hurt by the impact.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.
She really didn't hear anything in Zhong Tianhao's office, only that the light was on.
Of course, she didn't expect Yan Tianxing to be with Zhong Tianhao.
After a two-second pause, Mo Shangyun suppressed the little bit of vain that sprang out from nowhere. After raising his hand to touch his nose, he naturally greeted the two men with iron-faced selfless faces.
"Instructor Yan, Instructor Zhong, are you talking about things?"
Mo Shangyun's tone of voice is as usual, pretending to be suspect.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows lightly, and his gloomy gaze flicked across the two of them. He also casually said, "Just finished talking, what are you two talking about?"
Zhong Tianhao snorted in his heart.
In the middle of the night, standing in the hallway, talking so intimately, besides talking about love, what else can we talk about?
"Oh," Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly, "Friendly communication between colleagues."
Duan Zimu: "..."
Zhong Tianhao: "..."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
Everyone has "Zimu" one bite, and still "friendly exchange"? !
I'm going to talk!
When Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangyun's unchanging expression, he couldn't get angry.
I know to talk to people, regardless of whether there is intent to her, I don't know how to avoid suspicion, and I don't know the least bit of a woman, and I don't know how many peach blossoms have been provoked behind the scenes.
The thought of this made Yan Tianxing even more unhappy, and his face sank.
But soon, the gloomy and uncomfortable expression disappeared without a trace, and he walked over without expression.
As I passed by Mo Shangyun, I paused slightly, and then took a lazily glance at Mo Shangyun, seemingly inadvertently: "Instructor Mo, come to the office with me."
"This point?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows lightly and asked with a smile.
Yan Tianxing smiled at the corners of his eyes, slightly enchanting, "Can't you work overtime before the lights are turned off?"
"...you have the final say."
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun expressed his freedom.
So, Mo Shangyun just followed Yan Tianxing, and at the same time avoided the question of Duan Zimu's "Zimu".
Zhong Tianhao stood there, looked at Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun, and looked at Duan Zimu. He always felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was weird, but he couldn't tell the details.
Although the army has certain requirements for "warriors talking about love", they are all temporarily organized instructors, and it seems that there are no rules and restrictions. Although Zhong Tianhao does not advocate "talking about love within the army" "But there was no reason or stand to stop it. After thinking about it, I had no idea what to do and turned around and entered the office door again.
The door is closed.
The next moment, the door of Yan Tianxing's office was also closed.
The abandoned Duan Zimu stood alone at the top of the stairs for a while, finally raised his hand to take off the training cap, and walked to the third floor rather boringly.
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Yan Tianxing's office.
As soon as Mo Shangyun entered the door, he heard the door slam shut, and a shadow fell over his head, with a very obvious sense of oppression.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and saw Yan Tianxing who had turned around. He was now lowering his head and staring at him with deep eyes. Those eyes that couldn't see the bottom seemed to hide some suction power. , Mo Shangyun's heart shrank suddenly, and it took a moment to relax.
"What are you looking for me?"
Recovered, Mo Shangyun subconsciously raised his hand to press the brim of the hat, but as soon as her fingers touched the brim of the hat, she felt that the top of her head was empty and the training hat was taken off.
Mo Shangyun reached half of his hand, his fingers froze, and his brows twitched fiercely.
After that, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Yan Tianxing's eyes calmly, raising her brows, and then changing into a dangling look, "It smells sour."
Yan Tianxing squinted, raised his hand to hook her chin, lowered his head, almost touching the tip of her nose, every word of him seemed to be grinded between his teeth, low and deep, chilly, but very **** and seductive.
"The vinegar altar is turned over, can it not be sour?"
"Yan Jiao...it's not right, Lord Yan," Mo Shangyun stretched out his fingers and gently moved his chin's hand away, indulging in earnestly, "This chasing people, you can't be so overbearing."
"How did An Chen chase you?"
Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and pressed against the door behind her, leaning forward, almost covering Mo Shangyun's figure in his figure.
"He can't." Mo Shangyun shook his head calmly.
"Who can do it then?"
Mo Shangyun leaned back and simply leaned on the door. He moved a certain distance away from Yan Tianxing, folded his arms, and looked at him lazily.
The head tilted, she smiled, "You."
You.
Then take the words naturally.
Such straightforward words are like a direct promise, but after seeing Mo Shangyun's overly relaxed and idle expression, Yan Tianxing is not happy at all.
Heart sinks a little bit.
Sure enough, Mo Shangyun spoke again, "But, Lord Yan, don't you think..."
Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing’s enchanting face, "I’m like me, it’s hard to be with you peacefully?"
Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun was very calm, and said, "I'm doing this for your good."
"What's peaceful and peaceful, I haven't started yet, where is there so much trouble?" Yan Tianxing frowned irritably, knocked his hand on her head irritably, and then said impatiently, "Will you be happy, one sentence? Words."
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For your consideration, the emotional drama you want is delivered. [Pushing glasses] Although, maybe, maybe, probably...ah.
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I found that many people are training in the military! Suddenly I want to quickly write to the military training plot of the next volume (?ω<*?)
Speaking of Ni Meng's military training life, is there any story worth telling? If so, bring it out to share and share wow!
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Here is still a bottle smashed at three o'clock in the morning, for compliments.