I Wish Mo All the Best

Xuanyuan Xu is such a wild child. He has been traveling around with his parents who are professors of archeology since he was five years old. He has entered all kinds of large tombs. He is invincible in his studies and has never met an opponent. His IQ is very high, but it is a pity that he has not used it properly.

By the time the two professors discovered that their son had developed into an increasingly difficult-to-discipline boy, commonly known as having a cirrhosis, it was already too late, and they could only lure the boy to the police academy.

I hope I can find a place to take good care of it.

At first I considered a military academy, but I heard that military academies are many times more strict than police academies. If you make a big mistake, you will have to go to court-martial. Once you enroll in a military academy, you will have military status. If you enroll in a police academy, you will not be a formal police officer. , making a big mistake means being fired...

Thinking of this, the old professor happily congratulated his wife who had just had surgery on the hospital bed.

"Great, our little brat hasn't been expelled yet. According to his senior brother's opinion, although he has been classified as a naughty element, the school has given him a chance to correct himself and become a new person..."

As expected of a professor, he immediately grasped the key points.

The professor who was lying on the bed and had just escaped from danger opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with tears. He exchanged glances with his wife, held their hands together, and turned a thousand words into one sentence.

"Thank you to the country...Thank you to the school..."

This guy is in charge!

After Ma Jingtian hung up the phone, Xuanyuan Xu smiled like a flower.

"Senior brother, I see that you, Yushu, are winning the world with your graceful and graceful appearance. What a coincidence that we met here."

Ma Jingtian said expressionlessly, "No, I was beaten into a flying man."

He pushed Xuanyuan Xu to the ground and punched him, "But I think that even if I am beaten into a flying man, I still have no problem in beating you up - I asked you not to speak up if you have something to say, and I asked you to pretend to be a ghost!"

Xuanyuan Xu was a good man when it came to organizing agencies, but he was an intelligent person, so his force was not worth it, so he screamed after being beaten.

"Is there anyone in charge? Senior brother is beating someone up~"

In the night sky, the wailing sound startled the birds perched on the branches. If Qianmo had time, he would definitely laugh at this youthful beat song, and then say an old-fashioned sigh, waiting for these two teenagers to recall this scene decades later. This farce-like "ghost hunting plan" must be both annoying and funny. The more you think about it, the more you will have endless aftertaste.

Unfortunately, Qianmo didn't have time to think about this at this time. She silently looked at the man appearing behind her.

In the middle of the night, a normal person would be frightened when someone suddenly hit him behind him. Why wasn't Qianmo scared?

Because this person deliberately made some noise before appearing, allowing Qianmo to be mentally prepared. After making sure that Qianmo heard his footsteps, he gently called her name, which was very considerate.

He was afraid of scaring her, so he prepared her mentally. When she heard the familiar voice, Qianmo's defense system was not activated, and her whole body was relaxed, so when she saw the handsome man standing under the moon She was not afraid of the man who was as dazzling as a star.

She saw a tall man standing under the moon. He was visually estimated to be over 180cm tall but under 185cm tall. He was wearing a camouflage uniform with camouflage paint on his face. He was carrying a backpack behind him. The dark night made it impossible for Qianmo to see him clearly at the first time. face, but there is no mistaking his eyes.

To Qianmo, these eyes were unparalleled in the world. They were so domineering that they could contain the whole world, but they were so small that they could only accommodate her as a woman standing in his vast world.

This is an unmistakable destiny.

"Xiao Hei?"

He made a shushing gesture, and Qianmo immediately understood. She lowered her head and glanced at Ma Jingtian, who was lecturing the naughty child. After calculating that the two people below would not finish their work too early, she followed Xiao Hei to the depths of the woods.

There was no one here. He took out his handkerchief and spread it under the tree, motioned for her to sit down, and then took out his water bottle from his backpack and handed it to her.

"Why are you here?" Qianmo looked at his attire, as if he was on a mission.

But isn't his injury healed yet?

"We have new members in our team doing exercises. We borrowed this mountain and I will be the examiner."

Practice... Qianmo lit a candle for Xuanyuan Big Potato.

"How long have you been here?"

"Two days."

"So...that kid has always been under your surveillance?"

Yu Chang nodded silently, dei duck~

Therefore, Xuanyuan Da Tudou thought he had escaped the school's dragnet, but in fact he had always been in the sight of Xiao Hei and others. Qianmo could even imagine these soldiers lurking in the dark to see the doting look in his little brother's eyes. Watch him jump up and down.

This kid wouldn't have had such a big psychological impact even if he was beaten up. This would be a huge blow to a child from a (legal) gravedigger family. I wonder if he will have the courage to walk at night in the future.

However, these are not issues that Qianmo and Xiaohei have to consider.

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, why don't you take a good rest?" Qianmo wanted to see how his injury was recovering, but she saw him turning his head to the side and looking at the mountains in the distance.

She understood that his phobia was not over yet, so in order not to hinder his mission, she controlled the urge to check his wounds.

The colorful clouds in the sky chase the moon, and the little black man on the ground is lonely.

After thinking about and looking forward to it for so long, Xiaoyu tipped him off that she was coming, and his heart was about to fly to the clouds, but when she was right in front of him, he didn't know which sentence to start with among the thousands of words he wanted to say.

How to express your feelings without getting sick is a difficult problem.

Qianmo felt the same way.

She wanted to take a day to talk to him after the military training. Since her physical examination report was fine, the only problem that stood between them was his phobia, and she didn't care...

She was confident of curing him and wanted to take the first step in history.

But why is she so speechless at this moment when she should be so sharp with her words? It was quiet all around, and even the birds on the trees stopped chirping. Only one or two wails occasionally came back from not far away.

Qianmo thought about it and didn't know how to tell him.

Qianmo's brain was in knots.

There were few short-circuits in her life.

Even when she stabbed Lin Scumbag with a knife in her previous life, her mind was not confused. She knew exactly what she should do.

But at this moment my brain short-circuited.

For a moment, I didn't know how to express my feelings.

As Chen Meng and Qian always judged for her, excellent women have a sense of pride. This pride makes it difficult for her to blush like an ordinary girl and hand out a love letter, saying "I like you" to the person she likes. It's a matter of character, so you can't force it.

Although Yu Changmo couldn't look directly at her, he kept paying attention to her every move. Seeing the girl sitting under the tree without saying a word, he became nervous.

Was his appearance too unexpected, so late, and would she feel a little frivolous?

"You drink this." He pushed the water bottle in her hand.

Qianmo also felt that her mouth was a little dry, so she took this opportunity to unscrew the kettle and took a sip.

This is his pot. If she drinks it directly like this, will it be...

Indirect kiss?