Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"What a coincidence, old classmate."

After thinking about it, Shang Ru still greeted Mo Shangyun.

Although it was a little unpleasant at noon, it was not so stiff as Mo Jun.

Song Xiuliang glanced at Shang Ru in surprise, and then asked Mo Shangyun: "Are you classmates?"

Song Xiuliang's reaction fell in Shang Ru's eyes, which made Shang Ru so helpless.

He inquired about it, indicating that he has a better relationship with Mo Shangyun.

However, she has been working here for nearly a year and has met with Song Xiuliang several times. She is not a stranger who meets face to face, not to mention the "colleagues".

So Song Xiuliang's inquiry made Shang Ru very uncomfortable.

Isn't Mo Shangyun just a "patient"?

"……Ok."

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun responded indifferently.

Shang Ru looked at Mo Shangyun, and somehow he became more upset.

So after thinking about it, Shang Ru suddenly asked Mo Shangyun: "Is this to come to consult specifically, or come to meet friends?"

"Talk about work."

Mo Shangyun casually accepted the conversation.

"The Mo team came over to ask something."

Song Xiuliang also took the call and raised his hand to sort out the information on the table, and then put it in a file bag and handed it to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun took it over.

However, Shang Ru sounded suspiciously, "Mo team?"

Mexico... Team?

Although many troops are organized according to "teams", most of them are of "classes, platoons, and companies", which can be called "teams" and are not conventional.

She remembers that the military school that Mo Shangjun passed was a four-year program. After graduation, it should be one star or one star. After the next company, it should be a platoon leader at best. .

However, even so, Shangru still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the term "Mo Team".

Sour.

The length of a team is better than "long row".

Mo Shangyun didn't want to take care of her.

As a result, after looking at her for a few moments, Shang Ru suddenly asked again: "I almost forgot to ask, what rank are you now? With your ability, the rank is certainly not low."

The words are polite, but the tone is not like that.

There seems to be nothing, there is a little smell of finding fault.

Even Song Xiuliang saw it.

He glanced at Shang Ru with almost surprise, and then glanced at the coat of arms painted on the ink--oh, she didn't wear it.

Gee.

No wonder they can make such "Oolong".

"Not high, that's it." Mo Shangyun said lightly, with an indifferent look, showing little interest.

There is no interest in "showing pendulum".

"The Mo team has something to do," Song Xiuliang stood up actively, holding a smile, and said seriously, "Let's go first."

Long hours of boring and tasteless work really can not find any fun.

However, Mo Shangjun and the people and things around him are very interesting.

Mo Shangyun looked down at his watch and said goodbye to them.

Although it is planned to have Song Xiuliang in the afternoon, this time is really a bit late.

Shang Ru looked at her leaving back, her expression faintly faint.

"You are her middle school classmate?"

Closing the office door, Song Xiuliang came out and asked Shangru.

Shang Ru paused and said, "High school."

Song Xiu asked curiously: "Her character, did she struggle with school?"

"Ok."

This point, Shang Ru is undeniable.

Mo Shangyun never mentioned anything about his past, and now he accidentally hits and bumps into an "acquaintance". Song Xiuliang inevitably asks a few more words.

After answering several questions about him, Shang Ru felt something was wrong and asked curiously, "Dr. Song, is she your patient?"

She knew that Song Xiuliang had a girlfriend and had a very good relationship. Although they were in a long distance relationship, no one could get involved. Many little girls chased him in the hospital, he is also self-cleaning and never messed up.

Moreover, she can also see that Mo Shangjun and Song Xiuliang are ordinary relationships. When staying together, there is no guilty conscience and joy to hide.

So, thinking about it, Shang Ru can only find this answer.

——Mo Shangjun has psychologically convenient diseases?

Shang Ru inevitably cared.

"Her team participated in the previous earthquake rescue and had psychological counseling after the end of the mission. To say so, she is indeed a'patient'." Song Xiuliang said half-truly.

"Earthquake rescue?" Shang Ru froze for a moment. "Isn't she a female soldier?"

"Don't you also actively apply?" Song Xiuliang asked her with a good temper by asking her a glance.

Shang Ru was startled.

After the earthquake, the military region hospital also participated in rescue activities.

She actively signed up.

However, she had just graduated for one year and had inexperience, and was considered to be a female, and her mental and physical endurance was worse, so the hospital did not approve her participation in the end.

This frustrated her for several days.

Now I learned that Mo Shangyun actually participated in... sour in my heart.

*

Before six o'clock, Mo Shangjun brought Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong back to the base.

In the office of Song Xiuliang, when he heard the news of Shang Ru saying "meeting", Mo Shangyun estimated that Tang Shi had done the work, so he did not ask Tang Shi.

Liang Zhiqiong also remembered his "poverty" in his heart, specifically let Mo Shangyun go around the road and went to the ATM machine to get some cash.

In the army, she withdrew a loaf of money, which could not be used up in a year.

I don't know what she did with Shang Ruzhi.

However, since she wanted to persevere, Mo Shangyun could not help her.

"Mo Shangyun!"

As soon as the car was parked, Mo Shangyun heard Ding Jing's voice.

The window slid to the end, elbows leaned on the window, Mo Shangyun leaned out half of his body, looked up at the office building, and suddenly saw Ding Jing standing on the second floor promenade, his eyes fluttering.

After two glances, Mo Shangjun's eyes came back, and Tang Shi, who was about to get off the train in the back seat, asked: "Shouldn't you train with Squad Leader Zhang this weekend?"

After pushing the door, Tang Shi replied seriously: "Jiang Jiang said that this weekend let us adjust ourselves without having to focus on training."

"..."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

It doesn't matter if training is not training.

The question is, how can I let Ding Jing's lousy thing idle?

Not right, in order not to let Ding Jing idle, Jiang Qiong also specially prepared a stack of books for Ding Jing.

With a sigh, Mo Shangyun pulled the key with his fate and opened the door to get off.

Liang Zhiqiong wants to go back to the dormitory to turn over her skin care products and take good care of her recently forgotten skin. Tang Shi himself has some trivial things to deal with. Although the things are not important, they are enough for her to work hard.

So, when they got off the bus, the three people dispersed, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi did their own thing, and Mo Shangyun went to the office building.

Turning around and glancing at the office, Mo Shangyun could see the figures of Ding Jing and Subei.

"Yo, two hundred laps!"

Mo Shangyun said hello.

Ding Jing gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes at the north of Jiangsu. "I said, she's so wicked, she doesn't deserve to be adored by us!"

"..."

Subei looked at Ding Jing in surprise.

She, who came here to "take advantage" and was ready to get "favored" by Mo Shangjun, could she just say this kind of reversal in black and white?

"What stuff?"

Mo Shangyun's eyes swept, and they fell on a few boxes at their feet.

The five boxes are stacked in two stacks. If they are stacked together, they are about two meters high.

"It's all food. In the afternoon we went to get the parcel and said we had your share, so let us bring it over." Ding Jing said, then looked down at the outer box of the box, staring at the pattern and words of the moon cake, using deep With a muzzle, "I guess it's moon cake."

"What about express delivery?"

Mo Shangyun walked over.

"My brother!" Ding Jing immediately handed the torn express to Mo Shangyun.

"Get out of here."

Mo Shangyun rolled her eyes silently at her.

Looking down, it turned out to be frost on ink.

Send so much, probably sent to their team to eat.

Ding Jing hinted: "So much, you can't eat it all alone, and have two days of moon cake festival..."

Glancing at it lightly, Mo Shangjun folded the delivery slip in half, and said decisively: "It will not take two days, so let's divide it now."

"Really?" North Jiangsu was stunned.

"otherwise?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged and pushed open the door of the office.

The pace is called a chic.

Subei and Ding Jing at the door of Pestle looked at each other.

Isn't it time to make mooncakes for Mid-Autumn Festival?

Their team is not some "smart hand" people, picking it up and down is probably a moon cake made by Tang poetry. There are so many ready-made mooncakes resting here, which can be used during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Why did Mo Shangyun have to waste money buying materials and making moon cakes?

The most important thing is that they made it by themselves, it is not as good as what they bought!

Look at the brand of this moon cake, but it's a very well-known old store brand...why on earth can't she think of it?

"Two."

As he walked to the desk, Mo Shangyun stopped and walked sideways.

Subei and Ding Jing immediately straightened their waist rods, staring at her with vigilance.

"Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, get rid of these piles of moon cakes, and the debts owed by both of you will be written off." Mo Shangjun said, smiling, "In addition, Yu Yitong is also put on, don't say you don't take her to play with child."

Northern Jiangsu: "..."

Ding Jing: "..."

The two looked at each other, and then saw the same sentence in each other's eyes-was she crazy?

However, Mo Shangyun was crazy, but they were not crazy.

This kind of food can also be exempted from punishment. If it is rejected, it is really a fool.

Just do it.

The two unpacked the box on the spot and took out the beautifully packed moon cake box by box.

It was really money spent on the packaging, and the gorgeous packaging made them feel a stomach ache-the brother on the ink was really burned with money.

There are six moon cakes in one box.

They left a box for Mo Shangyun, and all the rest was distributed.

The four teams give more or less points, at least one player for each team, and the excess is resolved within the women's second team.

After all, they are their own people, and they must definitely think about their team.

As a result, it was not dark yet, and the five boxes of moon cakes were all "lost" and wiped out completely.

All that went smoothly was thanks to Mo Shangyun for giving moon cakes.

Mo Shangjun returned to the office after dinner, and then realized that Mo Shangshuang thought about it. Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo Shangshuang, saying that she had received the moon cake.

Mo Shangshuang is no more free than her, and did not return information in time.

However, Mo Shangyun accidentally discovered that some individuals poked her on WeChat.

This made Mo Shangjun a little surprised.

Due to the large number of people met, and the seldom use of mobile phones, the news can be exploded as soon as we log on WeChat.

But this time...

It's the same people in the same time period.

She glanced roughly at the high school classmates who had not been in contact for a long time.

Precisely speaking, it was a friend who was relatively familiar at the time, and usually did not contact much, but if she knew that she was free, most would ask her for a meal or something.

But, she was too busy...hadn't been in touch for a long time.

Most of them are asking what she is doing now. The reason was that Shang Ru said that she saw her in the hospital and said she was very different from her previous one. Because of the mysterious legend that Mo Shangyun used to be in school, after so many years, everyone still has a deep impression on her.

Some people were curious, so they came over and asked.

Of course, all these questions came with good intentions. Seeing Shang Ru’s intentional ridicule, I thought of asking what happened to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun scanned the news and sighed deeply.

Envy, so idle...

I didn't plan to see it, but when Mo Shangyun was just about to quit, he saw the news of Si Sheng jumping out.

Si Sheng: Why did someone tell me that you are raising pigs in the army?

Mo Shangyun: "..." Fuck.

Mo Shangyun: Who listens?

She is at the same level as Si Sheng, and the third year of high school is all in Beijing, but they are not the same school. However, the two of them are quite broad, and they have some common ties. I just didn't expect that such an insignificant incident could be passed to Si Sheng by someone who was too worried.

Si Sheng said a name.

Mo Shangyun thought for a long time, but did not figure out who the other party was.

Si Sheng: Clarify for you?

Mo Shangyun: No.

The once-in-a-lifetime characters in the school are now the ones who are raising pigs in the army... This kind of rumors are the best!

No one will believe it, most of them are happy.

Such little things need to be clarified... lower her style

Si Sheng didn't reply to the news again, but a "smooth hand" informed Yan Gui of the news.

Si Sheng did not know what Mo Shangjun was doing in the army, but if he said "Mo Shangyun is feeding pigs", Yan Gui should be considered a member of the "pig".

——This is a personal attack, can you tell Yan Ergui?

...

That night.

Mo Shangjun is eating moon cakes in a leisurely way, posing with Yan Tian Xing Xian who are the worrying members of his team.

In the men's team next door, Yan Gui squatted on the chair of the dormitory and ate three moon cakes in a row, but did not put down the fire.

"Zah, so unhappy?"

Chu Ye, who came to the door, poked Yan Gui's bulging cheeks with his fingers, and smiled very happily.

It's rare to see Yangui as a small bag, good guy, don't mention how cute it is.

Yan Gui pushed his hand away.

At this time, two figures walked by the door.

Yan Gui was barefoot and didn’t even wear shoes, so he jumped off the chair and ran out—

"Brother Yan! Duan Brother!"