Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun calmly listened to Yan Gui finishing the details.

She thought it was just a small dispute, and she didn't care.

However, the situation is obviously a bit louder. One group of people and another group of people seem to be suspected of being a gang.

If it is not done well, it is easy to be rushed back.

The soldier she brought out was rushed back in such a vain way, and it was a bit unpleasant to pass out.

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun and Chao Yan returned: "Look at me again at night."

"okay!"

Yangui was eager to try, and he should take a sip.

*

In the afternoon's armed crossing, Mo Shangyun slightly increased his speed.

Keep it at around fifty overall.

However, unexpectedly met Yu Yitong and An Chen.

An Chen is very good at swimming, and water-related projects have always been among the best. He is currently in the middle and upper reaches, teaching Yu Yitong to swim.

Among the female soldiers, Yu Yitong, second in overall strength, is the least good at swimming.

The two came from a unit, and Mo Shangyun was not surprised, glancing at it, and swam quietly past them.

"Mo Mo."

Just over a meter or so, Mo Shangyun heard An Chen's voice.

I had intended to turn a deaf ear, but the fluctuation of the water surface was a little big, the ripples spread, and in a blink of an eye, An Chen had come to her side.

"I heard that Ni Jie colluded with others and wanted to frame you."

Did not touch her, just followed her, An Chen looked at her with concern.

Mo Shangyun turned his head slightly and glanced at him.

It was a bit heavy under the rain and fell down, causing ripples and waves on the water.

An Chen's expression was worried, and his eyes were gentle. Rain fell on him and his face, drops of water slid down, and his eyes brightened a little.

"At most, it's not informed."

Mo Shangjun withdrew his eyes and continued to swim forward.

The surface of the water was pushed away, and An Chen followed her closely, and asked two words in a low voice, "Do you believe?"

"I do not care."

Mo Shangyun leisurely answered.

There is nothing to believe or not to believe. This matter is found out, it depends on the result before us.

According to the results, they will be punished accordingly.

As for this small problem, she has no need to study thoroughly.

An Chen froze.

Then, listened.

Mo Shangyun did not wait for him, keeping his own speed.

Soon, Yu Yitong swam to Anchen.

"You have always believed that Mo Shangyun is retaining strength," Yu Yitong stopped, glanced at An Chen, and asked lightly, "Why?"

For Mo Shangyun's strength, she only had the impression when she first met.

It is very powerful.

In the first confrontation, An Chen was convinced of Mo Shangyun's strength. In fact, Mo Shangyun lived up to his belief, killing them in a shocking way.

However, she came here for four days. From time to time she observed Mo Shangyun, and she did not see the word "powerful" from Mo Shangyun.

It's as if the woman who showed her confidence when she first met was a completely different person.

"She didn't keep her strength on purpose." An Chen raised her eyes and looked at the direction in which Mo Shangyun left, her brows closed, "She is playing."

"play?"

Nodding slightly, An Chen asked: "Have you ever seen a test paper with 100% strength, but only wrote 60-point answers, are the rest empty?"

Yu Yitong stared, then shook his head.

I have heard it, never seen it.

"She is." An Chen's voice was very sure.

On several occasions, he had seen Mo Shangyun’s test paper, and he wrote as many correct answers as he wanted, and the rest of the space was either left blank or “copied” by others’ wrong answers.

It is also a pleasure for her to fill in the correct answer with a satisfactory wrong answer.

As the saying goes, the heights are cold.

If the realm is high, do not pursue full marks, but other fun.

However, An Chen couldn't understand her thoughts so far.

Yu Yitong raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest: "What fun is she now?"

"Let's watch others." An Chen estimated to touch.

What Mo Shangyun was thinking, he was not very clear.

When he was recently in ink, it was the next semester of his junior year.

But even then, Mo Shangyun was not close to him.

He can only observe.

He knows that she likes to go to the library to read books, everything is involved; love to find a remote place to take a nap in the sun; like clothes that are easy to move; he will be uncomfortable when he hears big movements in his left ear; Things; when the mood comes, play will disappear. I can’t see anyone for a few days, and I can’t get an explanation. I never sleep and sleep, and I still keep training; I often skip classes and go to various classrooms to listen to classes. Many things, but they can also accept it, never talk about it with indignation...

Mo Shangyun has too many habits that are not in line with ordinary people.

Anyone who admires him will admire him, but they dare not make deep contact with her.

He remembered that Mo Shangyun had a roommate who had discovered that she was going out with herself and guessed something strange. After receiving his confirmation, she behaved extremely surprised.

At that time, I told him jokingly that their dormitory had always said that Mo Shangyun had a dashing and lonely soul, and had secretly discussed what kind of people would match Mo Shangyun.

The conclusion is that if Ruo Mo made a compromise, otherwise, she is very likely to live alone.

An Chen didn't care at the time, but after breaking up, he realized that the roommate had nothing wrong with Mo Shangyun's evaluation.

People like Mo Shangyun are indeed real and different from ordinary people.

Chic and lonely.

There is no soul that can resonate.

So, no one could easily walk into her heart.

"You go first, I will take it slowly."

Yu Yitong glanced at Mo Shangyun, who had gone away, and then retracted his gaze.

It was also just when An Chen came to inquire about a few ink paintings, and then she guided her swimming.

Achievements are important.

Not everyone has capital on ink.

She is not good to continue to delay An Chen.

An Chen hesitated, then nodded, reminding her to pay attention to a few actions, and then continued to swim forward.

*

In terms of achievements, Mo Shangyun made great progress.

Armed to cross, 45th.

In the evening, when Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng sorted out their results, they were very pleased.

Not easy.

The night gets deeper.

Du Juan's punishment came down and was quietly sent away before dark.

No one except the tent 7 had noticed her leaving.

Before Du Juan left, I didn't know what to say to Ran Feifei. At night, the atmosphere between Ran Feifei and Ni Jie fell into a rigid state. Not only did they not say a word, but even the occasional glance, the atmosphere would become very strange.

After seven o'clock, the rain outside stopped, and the air was wet, with a certain heavy breath.

Mo Shangjun sits on the bench to write notes, the notebook rests on his knees, a pen in his hand, he will slightly lower his head when writing, he looks serious, he will look at the notebook when he is not writing, his fingers will play with the sign unconsciously pen.

Lin Qi glanced at her occasionally.

After sitting for two hours, it was motionless.

When Yan came back, the ink on Jun's hand was only a little ink left.

"Mo Mo--"

Yan Gui greeted the others with a smile, and then walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun ignored him and finished writing the last line.

At this time, the signature pen just happened to be out of ink, and I couldn't write any more.

She glanced at the eyebrow pensively, then closed her notebook and stood up from the bench.

"Wait."

Chao Yangui lost two words, Mo Shangjun stooped to pick up the bench, and after throwing it under the bed, he received the notebook and the signature pen in his backpack.

Then he went out with Yan Gui.

The campsite was very bright, but the ground was muddy and potholey, and it was very inconvenient to walk.

"what's the situation?"

Out of a distance, Mo Shangyun asked Yan Yan.

"It's about 8 o'clock for a fight. I've got to know the location." Yan Gui's tone was full of onlookers' excitement.

Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "Who proposed?"

"Do you know the first three paragraphs of the male soldier?" Yan Gui asked with a smile.

"Huh." Mo Shangjun nodded, then frowned, "He?"

"Yes, he proposed it." Yan Gui rubbed his hands, "It was just a war of words, but the movement was a bit big, and he quarreled, and he came up with a proposal, and the man started, the quarrel is what the shrew did... "

Speaking of which, Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun with a special look.

The ink on the ink flashed with fierce light.

Yan Gui coldly shivered.

At the next moment, Mo Shangyun went around and walked to the tent where the instructor rested.

"Where are you going?" Yangui's scalp exploded immediately and called her quickly.

"Find an instructor."

Mo Shangyun answered idly.

There was a cold wind roaring from behind, Yan Gui heart sighed that something was wrong, and then caught up with the speed of Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Mo, aren't you?" Yan Gui looked at her incredulously.

What about the demon king who led them to make trouble together? !

Why did you leave the company for three months with three months of soldiers?

"No." Mo Shangyun calmly said.

"I said, Momo...ah?" Yan Gui, who just wanted to educate her, couldn't help but stunned and opened her eyes in surprise. "What's not?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

"Don't worry, go get a pen first."

Yan Gui: "..."