Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

It was almost noon, and Mo Shangyun was too late to do anything. While printing the results of Erlian's Erlian this month, he took a look at the two bags placed on the desk yesterday. small

The first bag, which should be prepared with ink and cream, is specially packed and contains a box.

Open the box, which contains a photo album.

It does not look like a wedding photo of Mo Shangshuang and future sister-in-law.

Touching his nose, Mo Shangjun took out the album and opened it.

The first page is a photo of her first birthday. The strange child laughs like a fool in the photo.

Continue to turn down.

All are birthday photos.

She usually doesn't like taking pictures, but for various reasons, she is forced to take a few photos. The older she gets, the fewer photos she takes.

In this album, all of them are her birthday photos. The younger you are, the more photos you put on it. As you get older, you have fewer photos.

These pictures, until the age of 18, suddenly stopped.

Turn another page, and there is a piece of paper in it.

[Girl:

Happy birthday.

It was suggested by mom, but we have been searching for a long time, and we can only find what you were before 18 years old.

Be good, don't go further and further away, occasionally think about your home, nobody will laugh at you.

Remember to eat on time, pay attention to your body, youth is not your spoiled capital, this is the advice of parents.

--brother]

After reading these words, Mo Shangyun touched his nose unconsciously, feeling a little awkward and uncomfortable.

However, it is not very disgusting.

Soon, she put the note back in the album, clipped it, and put it in the drawer.

Then take out the contents of the other outer bag.

Unexpectedly, it was two boxes.

The first one is large and almost occupies the entire bag, the other is very small, only the size of the slap.

Putting it together is a stark contrast.

Mo Shangjun first opened the big box and looked at the appearance to know that there was a pair of shoes. As a result, her father did not live up to her guess. It was indeed a pair of military boots.

And, put an envelope.

Mo Shangyun took it out, and when he touched it, he didn't even look at it, so he threw it back.

Without paper, there is only one bank card.

Really, sincerely.

She is also convinced.

He raised his eyebrows, and Mo Shangyun went to get another small wooden box. After opening, he randomly scanned the contents in his eyes, but he was unconsciously stunned.

this is--

An amulet carried by the mother.

Said it is an amulet, it is actually her self-defense weapon.

The two rings, with a very thin silver wire in the middle, are extremely lightweight and can be carried around without being conspicuous.

Mo Shangjun is very familiar with this self-defense weapon, and has been secretly counted by this weapon many times. The occupants of small arms used this to test her.

It is said that when the mother travelled south and north last year, she only carried a self-defense weapon, but for so many years, she has never suffered a loss.

Although I haven't seen her admit it, this is her amulet, but at home, even outsiders know that she has one and only one weapon and carries it with her, like an amulet.

Right now, is it for yourself?

Playing with the two rings in his hand, Mo Shangyun twisted his eyebrows slightly, and then raised his eyes to see the painting hanging on the opposite wall.

Seriously doubt... this amulet was misplaced.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Shangjun took the desktop, and then took a picture of the amulet with his mobile phone. WeChat sent Mo Shangshuang to express his doubts.

Near noon, Mo Shangshuang returned the message--

[She gave it to you. ]

Mo Shangyun paused and replied.

——[Mo Shangyun: Is she crazy? ]

——[Mo Shangshuang: ...]

——[Mo Shangshuang: Keep it well, Mo Mo said, waiting for you to be discharged, this thing has to be paid back to her. ]

After glancing at the reply, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

At this point, it is certain that Mo Ma is indeed not crazy.

However, I can give her such a precious thing...

Wouldn't it just make a temporary one?

Anyway, it doesn't require much effort.

He murmured in his heart that Mo Shangyun did not tell Mo Shangshuang that he had collected his cell phone and then put the "Amulet" in place.

Then look up and watch the clock on the wall.

Before he could see clearly, he met Lang Yan who was secretly depressed across the opposite side and stood up.

"Go to dinner?" Lang Yan looked at this side and greeted her.

"eat."

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up.

I couldn't help seeing the smile that Mo Shangyun naturally exuded. Lang Yan couldn't help but stunned.

Looks... in a good mood?

*

The others who took part in the March assessment only came back in the evening.

Except for the position above the platoon leader, no one knew the situation, so I suddenly saw a bus driving down the dormitory, and then saw the familiar platoon leader walked into the field of vision, and they were still running. They immediately dropped training and directly surrounded In the past.

Outside the office, in the hallway.

Mo Shangjun stood straight, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, looking lazily at the bus and the crowd below, a shallow smile lingering between his eyes.

Seeing... well, for the sake of her leaving soon, she wouldn't care about them and leave training for a while.

"Why, are you satisfied with Lin Qi's performance?"

Lang Yan, who came over, noticed that Mo Shangyun gently raised the corner of his lips, and could not help asking.

Mo Shangyun leaned over his head and shrugged: "General."

Lang Yan froze for a moment, "Just so-so?"

In the afternoon, they got a comprehensive score sheet sent by the March instructor.

Lin Qi ranked third among female soldiers.

Li Liang ranked ninth among male soldiers.

Xiang Yongming was listed as the 17th male soldier.

Although the results are not among the best, in Lang Yan's view, they can stick to the end, they are already very good.

It is said that the elimination rate is very high, more than two thirds.

When Mo Shangjun told him, he also affirmed the March assessment, and believed that those who could stay in the assessment to the end are absolutely excellent seedlings.

The three Lin Qi, all have great growth.

Mo Shangyun lazily withdrew his gaze and turned to walk into the office. "Don't forget, this is only an assessment. The training camp is the highlight."

"Hey, I said," Mentioning the training camp, Lang Yan immediately followed her, "This test and the next training session, a large number of people are coincident. You are a test student this time, next time Is it an instructor, will it..."

"Who knows."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows leisurely.

Anyway, from trainees to instructors, not trainers to trainees, she has nothing to worry about.

have opinions?

Just plug their mouths.

Looking at Mo Shangyun's careless appearance, Lang Yan laughed dumbly and shook his head halfway.

It's not that I just met Mo Shangyun.

Where did their deputy company commander really worry?

"Oh, when does the evening banquet begin?" Mo Shangyun walked to the desk, suddenly turned around and asked Lang Yan.

"It's half past six," Lang Yan said. "They just came back and they need to rest well."

"Two more hours," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows while glancing at the watch. "Just, the cooking class hasn't started yet. Otherwise, go to Sanlian and invite them together."

"..."

Lang Yan looked at her incredulously.

Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart.

No one in Sanlian participated in the March assessment, and it was already suffocating. At the end of last month, the assessment was crushed by Erlian and became the bottom. Now it can be said that Erlian is a rival and a nail in the eyes.

Today, their Erlian specializes in cleaning the wind for Li Liang, and Sanlian should feel the most uncomfortable.

Ink on the ink is good, just cut the scar that has just been scarred, and then apply salt to it...

Why is it so... very popular!

"Okay, I'll go to Company Chief Fan!"

Lang Yan clapped his hands and responded very readily.

Seeing him make a decision, he went out immediately, and Mo Shangyun couldn't help laughing.

Gee.

It was broken.

*

Lang Yan did not go alone, but took Lin Qi, Li Liang, and Xiang Yongming together. The four people took advantage of the three companies to train on the training ground, so they blocked the people of the three companies. It was very formal Di Chao issued an invitation to Fan Hanyi.

Fan Hanyi couldn't refuse even if he wanted to refuse.

Therefore, the banquet that night was extremely lively.

The people of Erlian and Sanlian were secretly fighting. Tomorrow weekend, they could drink tonight with an exception. Boxes of boxes of beer and Erguotou moved to the table, and the drinks were counted one by one.

Mo Shangyun did not like to participate in this kind of competition, but she did not think it was a bad phenomenon. They all wore military uniforms. Even if they had complained, they could fight and have a drink. After venting, they could stand side by side on the battlefield. Kill the enemy.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, and Mo Shangyun held a cup in his hand, and the wine in the glass swayed slightly.

Many people came to toast.

Mo Shangyun all responded one by one, but others were bored. She took a sip and coped with a dozen people in a row, but did not finish a glass of wine.

Those who lined up thinking of coaxing were all disappointed.

In this posture of toasting, everyone has a drink, and Mo Shangyun may not be able to get drunk.

After staying here for a while, Mo Shangjun was full and drunk, and felt a bit noisy. He rubbed his ears and retired early.

Some people want to stay, but they don't have the courage.

When I left the cafeteria, my ears were quiet a lot. There was a night breeze. It was very cool and dispelled the smell of wine around the tip of the nose.

Looking up at the crescent moon above his head, Mo Shangyun walked forward slowly, trying to make a circle around the base and back to the dormitory.

Ran--

"Mo Shangyun."

Behind him shouted word by word, mixed with a certain amount of anger.

Mo Shangjun's pace was slightly paused, his head was tilted, and he turned sideways to look back, and saw Lin Qi's somber face.

Lifting his finger, he saw the brim pushed upwards, and Mo Shangyun said slowly: "Lin Paichang, this is called..."

"..." Lin Qi turned black, squeezing a few words from his teeth, "Mo Fulian."