Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Just leave it outside.&&&{}{}{}{}"

Words like commands are not allowed.

The two female soldiers froze, completely unknown.

"Why, why?"

A female soldier with a slightly round face and a sturdier figure asked wonderingly.

The female soldier next to her was thin and squeezed her lips slightly, avoiding the sight of Jun Yun, who was obviously afraid of her.

Mo Shangyun looked at them faintly and did not speak.

The two felt a terrifying sense of oppression, looked at each other, a little nervous, and finally the thin female soldier pulled the sleeves of the people around him, indicating a compromise.

The two walked away reluctantly.

After walking a distance, they can still hear their complaints.

"Fifi, who is she? We do good things without hindering her."

"Du Juan, stop talking."

The thin female soldier named Feifei lowered his voice and persuaded, his voice soft and timid.

Mo Shangyun touched his nose and retreated his eyes indifferently.

*

Late at night, half past eleven.

Mu Cheng looked at the roster in his hand.

Those who successfully reached the allocation, all spaces in the first column are ticked.

Through the camp lights, he checked several times to confirm that everyone had arrived smoothly.

Among them, there are 63 female soldiers and 8 tents; 152 male soldiers and 19 tents.

During Mucheng's confirmation, a teaching assistant stood beside him, and Mo Shangjun found him, forced him in three words, and asked him to help move the table and washbasin.

"Brother," the assistant teacher asked in a rather embarrassed manner, "why is she still at a high rank?"

"It's an ancestor."

Mu Cheng sighed deeply.

He and Peng Yuqiu were basically responsible for the first stage of the assessment. They had already suggested to Yan Ye that they could not control Mo Shangyun, or make an exception and let Mo Shangyun be an instructor here to help them. Select people together, but Yan Ye refused to agree.

As its name suggests: breaking rules.

He turned to Yan Tianxing for the reason that "a female instructor must have a female instructor to manage", and finally Yan Tianxing made a phone call to transfer Ji Ruonan, whom no one knew.

Arrive tomorrow.

Mucheng lamented and felt that he had dug a grave.

"She's coming..." the assistant asked carefully.

"It has nothing to do with the origin," Mu Cheng waved his hand, bypassing this topic, and thinking of Peng Yuqiu, who hadn't seen it for a while, could not help asking, "What about Peng Yuqiu?"

"An hour ago, he went with Liang Zhiqiong in tent 7." The assistant teacher answered honestly.

"Not yet back?"

Mu Cheng was stunned and could not help but gritt his teeth.

Good boy, as soon as he went to the meeting with the woman, he threw all the mess to him.

"There is one more thing."

"what?"

"I just saw that two people in tent 7 wanted to help move the bed and bedding, but was stopped by the man named Mo Shangyun."

Mucheng somehow, "What to stop?"

"I don't know this." The assistant shook his head.

He also bumped into it by accident.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Cheng calmed herself down, and then commanded: "It's almost time to turn off the lights, hurry and get Peng Yuqiu back."

"Yes."

The teaching assistant responded immediately.

Mucheng waved his hand, grabbed the roster, and walked directly to tent 7.

quite a while.

Came outside tent 7.

Looking at the bed and bedding not far from the tent, Mu Cheng's eyebrows were unscrewed, and then he coughed into the tent deliberately.

"All come out!"

Mu Cheng said loudly.

Shortly afterwards, all six people in the tent came out and lined up in front of him neatly.

Mo Shangyun stood first.

"I asked, what's going on?"

Mu Cheng pointed to the bed and the bedding, his tone was a little rushed, and his eyes went to the ink.

"report!"

Du Juan was the first to speak.

"Say!"

"Ran Feifei and I wanted to move in, but some people weren't allowed!" Du Juan's eyes swept toward Mo Shangyun, his expression was a little smug.

"Who?" Mu Cheng asked knowingly.

"Mo Shangyun!"

Du Juan raised his voice and shouted.

"OK," Mu Cheng looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, "Mo Shangyun, you come to give a reason, why not?"

"These two beds have owners?" Mo Shangyun asked unhurriedly.

"Otherwise put it there to show you?"

Mo Shangyun smiled, "Neither of them has a figure. Who knows if it is showing to us?"

"You just don't make sense."

"In theory, they didn't do anything. We set up a tent and helped to move the bed. It means that they ate the king's meal and wanted to take it away. What's the reason?" Mo Shangyun said slowly. Zhuji, "Excuse me, is this a place where some people are privileged?"

Mucheng: "..."

by.

He even thought Mo Shangyun was right.

He is talking about "love", and Mo Shangyun puts "reason" up.

If the debate continues, it will form an endless loop, because they all have different positions and stand on their own views, and they can't talk about it.

At this time-

Ni Jie stood up and stared at Mo Shangyun with indignation, "You can not help, but others are willing to help, what power do you have to stop it?"

"Avoid some people making human mistakes."

Yo-Yo took the conversation, and Mo Shangyun looked straight ahead without giving her a look.

Ni哼 choked, could not help but gritted his teeth.

"It's done," Mucheng interrupted Ni Jie's next words, and glanced at Mo Shangyun unconsciously, and said, "You're right, we didn't think about it."

Mo Shangyun looked at him.

A glance makes Mucheng feel guilty.

Mucheng can also be regarded as a partial favor of Mo Shangyun.

"This is the end." Mu Cheng cleared his throat and took out the roster. "Enter the tent. I will take a note of the bed."

"Yes!"

The group responded collectively.

When they entered the tent together, Mu Cheng was surrounded by Ran Feifei, Du Juan and Ni Jie.

"Instructor, do we have to check the housekeeping?" Du Juan asked curiously.

"Otherwise?" Mu Cheng asked back.

After biting his lip, Ran Feifei worriedly asked, "Will the assessment be tiring?"

"do not know."

Du Juan patted Ran Feifei's shoulder and comforted, "Everyone said it was an assessment, but it wasn't training. I'm definitely not tired."

Ran Feifei nodded.

At this time, Ni Jie also wanted to ask something, but Mucheng took out a signature pen and raised his voice to them, saying: "All stood beside his bed."

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Cheng looked up and found that besides the three people around him, Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi, and Yu Yitong had stood at the end of the bed, staring at them silently.

Mucheng is a little embarrassed.

The three Ni Ni also quickly stood at the end of the bed.

Mucheng took out a string of label paper from his pocket and tore off six sheets, then filled out their names one by one and distributed them to let them fill in the end of the bed.

"Turn off the lights at 12 o'clock and go to bed early."

Watching them finish posting, Mu Cheng explained, and then turned out of the tent.

...

At 12 o'clock, turn off the lights on time.

It was quite lively outside before, but when the whistle blew, everyone quieted down consciously.

The empty camp seemed to fall into silence in an instant.

Mo Shangjun was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, without a pillow. She pillowed her arm, her eyes closed slightly, her eyelids moved slightly, and she did not fall asleep.

Less than five minutes after the lights were turned off, footsteps were heard.

Not too light, but a little hurried, and occasionally heard the sound of the stone being kicked away, seeming to vent his anger.

Soon, someone opened the tent curtain, and a cool wind blew in.

"Who?"

Ni Jie's unhappy voice sounded.

"Your uncle."

The man put down the door curtain and walked in, angrily.

When I was a little drowsy, I was disturbed. After asking a sentence, I was still upset. Ni Jie rolled over and sat up sharply, raising her voice sharply, "Who are you, is it polite to speak?"

"I'm not polite." The man replied anxiously, not paying attention to the movement, wandering around in the tent, and then burst out, "Wipe, what about my bed?"

"Without your bed!"

Ni Jie, who was so angry with her teeth, gritted her teeth.

The man straightened his sleeves and walked directly towards Ni's bed.

However, she only took two steps and heard a cold voice, "Outside, get it yourself."

Lin Qi answered her.

The man was stunned for a while, and he looked at Lin Qi's bed in the dark. Instead, he got angry with Lin Qi and responded directly, "Oh."

Finished, and left.

Then, very rude movements came from outside. Taking a bed and bedding can bother the people in the two tents next door.

Inside the tent, all of them were too noisy to sleep, and those who were tossing and turning on the bed were a little irritable.

Ink still lying on the bed motionless, could not help raising his hands and rubbing his ears.

It's quite noisy.

Soon, the man moved the bed and bedding into the tent, and came straight to the side of Mo Shangjun's bed. After dark, he opened the bed and placed it. The action was very fast, and Mali dropped the bedding on the bed. After tidying up, the man climbed up.

There was a loud noise just now, and the movement made people want to chop her up with a knife, and the next person went to bed, and the whole person instantly disappeared, and the quiet only heard the sound of steady breathing.

Everyone was relieved.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the bed on the right, then closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

*

This night, I slept fairly well.

At dawn, just after five o'clock, the assembly whistle rang.

Those who can be selected here are basically well-trained and quickly get up from the bed one by one.

Turn on the camp lights, look for your clothes, shoes, socks and hats, and move very neatly.

Female soldier area, tent No. 7.

Several people came together and noticed that the third bed on the left was startled.

The bed was neatly folded, the mattress was not wrinkled, and the tofu block was exactly the same as before the light was turned off, as if it had never been passive.

If they had not seen Mo Shangyun go to bed before going to bed, they would not believe it was folded when they slept.

On the bed next door, someone got up with sleepy eyes, did not wake up, squinted and put on his clothes, but his speed was not affected.

Several people thought of the "noise" of last night and could not help but looked at her a few times.

It looks like twenty-one or two, very young, long-handed, although sitting on the bed and wearing shoes, at least one meter seven or five meters tall.

The appearance is biased towards mixed blood, the eye socket is deep, the eyes are large, the eyes are light brown, and the eyes are slightly closed. The slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on the fundus. The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and the face is surprisingly beautiful.

Although her short hair is messy, like hair, it does not affect her beauty.

People have always been tolerant of beautiful things.

Just like Mo Shangyun last night, no one hates her much even if she has a bad attitude, threatens others, and sophises with the instructor, at most she is afraid of her.

Right now, for this beautiful-looking woman, they inevitably have a little bit of resentment in their hearts.

The whistle was still ringing, and everyone recovered, and hurried to live their own affairs.

Ran--

Lin Qi inadvertently glanced at the woman.

I saw her raising her hand, throwing off her training uniform jacket, and directly throwing it on the clean and tidy bed of Mo Shangjun.

Lin Qi frowned subconsciously.

This woman is almost dead.

But the other party was not aware of it. After putting on his shoes, he fumbled to find the belt, and then he took the coat from the bed of Mo Shangyun.

Lin Qi buttoned the last button without any hassle.

His eyes fell on Mo Shangyun's bed.

There were more folds on the neat tofu block, as well as on the mattress.

"I advise you to make up her bed."

Fasten the belt, Lin Qi looked at the frizzy woman coldly and urged.

The man put on his jacket and buttoned two buttons. He noticed that Lin Qi was looking at herself, her beautiful eyes raised, and she seemed to ask curiously, "Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise?" Lin Qi asked coldly.

The man lowered his head and glanced at the neat bedding.

Fold the bedding like this, meticulous, and it would be uncomfortable to watch.

So she frowned and took a step forward. Her hand grabbed the quilt and lifted it hard, and the stack of square quilt spread out instantly.

After throwing away the quilt, she clapped her hands and sneered at Lin Qi. "I did this. I have opinions and let her come to me."

Lin Qi looked at her arrogant and arrogant, and surprisingly gave her a little sympathy.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

It fell to the 13th place, and the bottle just made it to the 13th place second prize, so basically it does not owe it.

The number of words is a little bit less, because the aunt bottle is coming, it is a bit uncomfortable.

Try to update a little more tomorrow morning.

As for whether there is a second change in the future, let's look at the situation. kisses.