Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The bamboo tube rice is cooked first.

When Mo Shangyun asked Mu Qixuan to come over for a bamboo tube meal, Mu Qixuan had just set up her tent.

Thinking about it, I was not in a hurry, so I came over.

Freshly baked bamboo tube rice, the general knife chopped along the bamboo tube to remove some of the obstacles, and the bamboo tube rice with full flavor and flavor was exposed.

The sky is getting darker and the fire is getting brighter.

In the time when Mo Shangjun was splitting bamboo, Mu Qixuan somehow picked up a few branches, cut them into the shape of chopsticks, and washed them by the creek. When they came back, Mo Shangyun was also treated. Start eating directly.

The bacon is put in the bamboo tube rice, and then sprinkled with a scallion, the color is contrasting, and the bamboo incense is accompanied by the rice fragrance and diffuses in the night sky.

It's kind of a "spring tour".

"Are there bamboo shoots nearby?"

After eating a few bites of bamboo rice, Mo Shangyun suddenly asked.

"Yes," Mu Qixuan quickly understood what she meant, and asked, "How do you want to eat?"

"Bake it."

Mu Qixuan froze for a while, "Is this enough?"

"Try it."

"That line, get it later."

"No." Mo Shangjun sandwiched his mouth into his mouth and said slowly.

Mu Qixuan gave her a strange look.

Soon, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids and glanced in the direction behind him. Mu Qixuan looked back and found a flash of light in the flashlight.

Then it became clear.

This little slippery head, it's time to hang people to do things...

The two pretended not to see or hear anything. They ate their own bamboo bowl rice, and Mu Qixuan even asked Mo Shangjun for "ask" the taste of roasted bamboo shoots.

Mo Shangyun had only eaten it once, a little long ago, and only summarized it with a "delicious", but very coldly told Mu Qixuan the steps to roast bamboo shoots.

There are foods anyway, and even if they fail to roast bamboo shoots, there is no loss for them.

Between the talks, the person with the flashlight had approached.

having three.

Yan Tianxing was followed by two entourages.

On the hillside, separated by twenty meters, from a distance, I saw two people sitting face to face, with two campfires burning in the middle, Mo Shangjun was facing this side, his eyebrows were smiling, and he slowly ate the bamboo tube. Meal while talking to the person sitting opposite.

As far as her usual emotions are concerned, her shallow smile is equivalent to "a big laugh".

Look at the tent set up next to it, and it is the only one.

Yan Tianxing frowned.

"Team Yan, it should be the two of them."

"Yan team, how to persuade?"

The two lowered their voices and asked one after the other on Yan Tianxing's side.

"Wait here."

Yan Tianxing gave a command, and then took the flashlight from the person on the right and went straight down the slope.

Obviously it was a very sloping hillside, but when he walked down, he walked on the ground without any confusion and caution.

The two friendly troops watched silently, thinking that this person who could be the captain of the special forces was different.

Yan Tianxing went down the slope.

Not quietly, the two people who talked to Sheng Huan heard the movement, but they didn't even lift their eyes, only to do nothing when they did nothing.

Seeing this, Yan Tianxing raised a sneer on his lips, approached with a flashlight, and waited until he came to the campfire before stopping.

The light of the flashlight hit the campfire, and the obvious footsteps sounded, "successfully" attracted the attention of Mo Shangjun and Mu Qixuan.

"you are?"

Raising his eyes and glancing at Yan Tianxing, Mu Qixuan asked first.

The light of the flashlight hit the front, Yan Tianxing was very tall, half body stood in the shadow, the jumping fire light vaguely illuminated his figure outline.

Wearing an army jungle camouflage with no wrinkles on his clothes, a round combat cap on his head, his face hidden in the dim light, but he could see distinct edges and corners, and his dark eyes were hidden in the darkness, like darkness The peeping cheetah is full of wildness and toughness.

Mu Qixuan could feel a strong sense of oppression, but Meiyujian was still at ease, with a touch of friendliness and kindness on his face, and was able to cope with his look.

Yan Tianxing glanced at him lazily, and soon returned his gaze.

At this moment, Mo Shangyun looked up at Yan Tianxing and began to speak in a timely manner, "Yan team, why are you here?"

"Assessment."

Yan Tianxing returned two words coldly.

When he replied, Mo Shangyun had already lowered his head and continued to eat the bamboo bowl.

It's cold if you don't eat.

Seeing this, Yan Tian Xing eyes gloomy.

"Has I disturbed you?" Mu Qixuan smiled and showed some politeness.

Yan Tianxing said nothing.

Mu Qixuan chuckled, just when he was the default, he continued to ask: "When will it start?"

"Zero."

"That's not urgent," Mu Qixuan nodded. "Have you eaten dinner, do you want to be together?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Tianxing had turned off the flashlight, sat down next to it, and was close to Mo Shangyun.

Mu Qixuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him with interest.

It seems that this mysterious man with two bars of Samsung has something to do with Mo Shangyun.

Not so good, but not so bad.

Mo Shangyun picked up a bamboo tube rice and handed it to Yan Tianxing, but halfway, he suddenly stopped.

The conditions have not been discussed yet.

"Yan team."

Putting the bamboo tube rice back, Mo Shangyun hooked his hand at him.

Yan Tianxing leisurely looked at her, knowing that she was hitting a ghost, but she approached a little better.

Zhu Guanfan circulated in his hand, and Mo Shangyun leaned over to him, don't have a deep meaning: "Yan team, we still only call a chicken."

"So?" Yan Tianxing lifted his lower eyelids.

"It was enough for two people, but when you come, we can't neglect, thinking about adding a temporary dish." Mo Shangyun said very euphemistically.

But the three people beside the bonfire knew what she meant.

The temporary addition of this dish is definitely the responsibility of Yan Tianxing.

"You said." Yan Tianxing looked at her expressionlessly.

Mo Shangyun Hanger Lang sat locally, leaning his body, leaning slightly to his side. His white index finger gently stroked his chin. His narrow and long eyebrows were raised, stained with cunning and light smiles. The battle left scars, so a smile was amazing.

can--

However, Yan Tianxing felt ignited.

Three days ago, after Mo Shangyun called, he asked their battalion manager Zhong Ru about the situation.

Erlian had an accident during the training. Gu Rong, who was supposed to take part in the March assessment, was injured and needed to stay in the hospital for three months. Even April’s training will be missed. In addition, there have been some gossips in the camp recently, Zhong Ru For the sake of overall consideration, blame Mo Shangyun on all the mistakes.

It is said that when Mo Shangjun accepted Zhong Ru's "criticism", he also had a fight with Zhong Ru, obviously in a bad mood.

However, only three days later, she came to the barren mountains and mountains with a man. She was talking and laughing, and she was in a good mood.

It seems that nothing happened.

"Add a roasted bamboo shoot, three." Mo Shangjun said the conditions.

"it is good."

Yan Tianxing responded with a cold face.

However, he did not find it himself.

Open the communication device directly, and use the headset to tell the two friendly troops on the hillside to let them find it.

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a few words, thought about it, and proposed: "Will you build another tent?"

"Yes," Yan Tianxing promised lazily, Yan Tianxing turned his head and looked directly at her eyes, adding without hesitation, "I will come to terms."

"You said."

Mo Shangyun shrugged openly.

"Can't interfere with the assessment." Yan Tian Xing Shen said.

"OK." Mo Shangyun responded without hesitation, paused, and added, "Turn off at zero, go back to sleep in the tent, and there will be no noise, how?"

The barren hills and mountains, and the sky has been dark, can't blow them away like this, otherwise it will be a trouble to find a temporary campsite.

On the way, the two friendly forces chatted all the way on this issue.

Right now, they are so conscious, what can Yan Tianxing do?

She had to get up and help them build a tent.

Before he left, he had been looking at their interacting Mu Qixuan, and suddenly a smile came out, "Thank you."

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Qixuan suddenly felt a murderous line of sight, and flew across the body in an instant, only to feel the cold wind, the back spine was cold, and the pressure was heavy, Mu Qixuan was slightly stunned, and then returned to Yan Tianxing. More obvious smile.

Yan Tian Xing Liang regained his gaze.

Walking to a tree, you put the flashlight on the branch, and the light of the flashlight is directed at an open space, illuminating the area enough to build a tent.

As the captain of the special forces, he helped a deputy captain of the Marine Corps build a tent...

Mo Shangyun silently retracted his gaze.

As for Yan Tianxing's neat and tidy tactics, she didn't find it funny at all.

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Mo Shangjun and Mu Qixuan exchanged glances, tacitly not discussing Yan Tianxing's question.

After a few chats, the topic of the two suddenly turned to "Future Plans".

"Isn't you planning to stay for two years, now?" Mu Qixuan will pull the chicken out of the campfire.

Carrying the ink-knife's saber, he knocked a few times on the outside loess.

"I don't know." Mo Shangjun watched his movements, shrugged, and asked, "How about you?"

Mu Qixuan broke apart the broken loess, and replied casually: "Leave in two years."

Mo Shangyun froze for a moment, "Where are you going?"

As far as she knows, Mu Qixuan was transferred to the Navy as soon as he graduated, and he became a member of the Marine Corps in the first year. He was promoted to the deputy captain of the Marine Corps the year before.

"Work with your tutor."

Without looking up, Mu Qixuan intently tore the foil.

"Also good."

Mo Shangyun nodded thoughtfully.

Working with a mentor is more promising than in the Marine Corps, and it can reduce unnecessary risks.

Mu Qixuan is now 28 years old, and has passed 3 two years later. No matter how far this risky road goes, there is always an end.

In the peak years of the army, how many years can there be?

Mo Shangjun supported his chin with one hand, and suddenly lifted his eyes to Yan Tianxing, who was setting up a tent, and should be the same age as Mu Qixuan, so people with a promising future did not know whether to plan the way ahead.

"You military district, new special forces, don't you plan to go?" Mu Qixuan asked suddenly.

Mo Shangyun smiled, "Well, I don't go to the special forces."

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