Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

6:10.

Suban Building, the second floor.

As soon as Mo Shangyun arrived in the hallway, she heard the sound of the engine from the playground. She walked slightly and stood in the same place, looking towards the playground in the distance.

Midsummer carried a bag and stood on the playground, leaving only the thumb. A jeep drove towards her, and soon stopped, midsummer opened the door and went in.

In a blink of an eye, the jeep drove away and disappeared into sight.

Mo Shangyun calmly withdrew his gaze.

It doesn't matter if she will be busy next summer or not.

All in all, even if the sky falls, she doesn't have to bear it.

Mo Shangjun walked into the office.

Duan Zimu looked at her, stood there for a moment, and quickly entered the office.

Counting the points of fighting deductions, plus sorting out the fighting results of each student, no one can intervene in this kind of thing, and can only rely on Mo Shangjun to do it himself.

It was too busy to have dinner, Duan Zimu brought her dinner, and Mo Shangyun took it directly.

Nine p.m.

Mo Shangjun's work came to an end.

However, the personal statistics of the students in Group B have not yet taken any action.

Stretching a lazy waist, Mo Shangyun passed the sorted documents to Xiao Chuyun and others, and then turned off the computer and stood up.

It was still early, she went down to the office building, intending to go around the training ground.

At this point in time, most of the students should have completed the evening training, so her focus is... the group B students who are still training on the training ground.

"Mo Mo!"

Mo Shangyun heard a familiar shout before he arrived at the training ground.

It is Yangui.

He paused and looked in the direction of the student's dormitory. As expected, he saw Yan Gui running towards him while beckoning.

After waiting for a while in place, Yan Gui quickly ran to the front.

As soon as he stood still, he brushed his teeth on the ink and showed a bright smile.

"How?" Mo Shangyun frowned.

"Hey."

Yan Gui continued to smirk.

Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket and said lazily: "Ten seconds."

"That's it. Tang Shi's birthday is the day after tomorrow. Song Ci asked me, as your loyal fan, can you write a blessing as a birthday gift?!" Yan Gui said quickly, then grinned at the ink, "How It’s not over ten seconds, right?"

"No." The answer to him was the words of Mo Shangyun's soft tone.

"Huh?" Yan froze for a moment, and asked unclearly, "Why?"

"I don't want to."

If you really want to write a birthday wish to someone, it will be enough to become her dark history in the future.

"that……"

Yan Gui touched his nose. Obviously, he had a task, so we had to discuss the result.

"Come to me tomorrow." Mo Shangyun said softly.

Yan Gui suddenly understood, and the thief asked, "What is it?"

"Don't think about it."

Answering Yan Gui very honestly, Mo Shangjun bypassed him and walked all the way to the training ground.

Yan Gui hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and ran to Mo Shangyun's side as soon as he turned around.

"Mo Mo, there is one more thing..."

"Ten seconds." Mo Shangyun interrupted Yan Gui's deliberately prolonged voice.

With permission, Yan quickly said quickly: "Since the fighting training in the afternoon, basically all the students are discussing your matter with Midsummer. I told you that most people are on your side and think you are too domineering , A lot of people have become your little brothers. But, you just drove away the people in your group, the people in your group B are scattered... Some people secretly told me that you just took your own group People are operating to achieve the effect of killing chickens and monkeys."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded pretendingly.

"Hey, Momo, do you really want Group B to die on its own?" Yan Gui pursued Mo Shangyun, "When I first went, many people's emotions were quite low."

"Worried about them?" Mo Shangyun's eyelids lifted.

"I'm worried about you." Yan Gui pouted, "Your group is not strong, you will lose to Ji Ruonan."

Mo Shangyun said, "I am more worried about you."

"Ah?" Yan returned unclearly.

"Do I need to remind me of physical problems?"

"This," Yan Gui felt a little guilty and smiled, "It's not something I can control. Well, this thing needs a little accumulation. You see, I have made great progress now..."

"How to improve, that is your problem. However," Mo Shangyun paused and looked at him, "My morning exercises, then focus on physical fitness."

Yan Gui: "..."

what?

This, this...

Yan Gui paused in place.

Mo Shangyun left unreasonably.

Lifting his eyes, Yan Gui looked at the figure of Mo Shangyun slowly leaving, only to feel that his body was chilling.

Before it's time to turn off the lights, should he go for a few laps?

After leaving Yangui, Mo Shangyun came to the training ground and probably understood the situation.

The evening also focused on physical training, and the last ones left were basically weak female soldiers.

Among them, Group B accounts for nearly half.

However, in addition to the training required to complete the training ground, there are some who stay to actively train, many of which are familiar.

Such as Anchen, Lin Qi, Li Liang, Qin Xue...

Mo Shangyun swept around, and suddenly saw the figure of Xiang Yongming.

Immediately after Lin Qi, he was talking to Lin Qi, but Lin Qi did not return.

Xiang Yongming was not disappointed when he looked at it, and he raised himself.

Mo Shangyun pity Lin Qi for three seconds, and then gave the codes of the female soldiers still in training in Group B, and then left without a word.

*

nine thirty.

After the last trainee's training, the pastor walked back to the office feebly.

This is more tiring than completing those tasks by yourself.

His throat was like smoke, so painful that he spoke hotly.

He just sat down in the office, and soon, Xiao Chuyun walked in.

Looking at the office, Xiao Chuyun's eyes fell on Mu Cheng.

"What about Yu Qiu?" Xiao Chuyun asked.

"He was lazy tonight and went to watch Mo Shangjun's morning exercise process." Mu Cheng waved his hand and said with pain in his painful voice.

Xiao Chuyun frowned, boring enough.

Walking towards Mucheng, Xiao Chuyun placed the herbal tea he just bought on the table of Mucheng.

"For me?" Mu Cheng raised his eyes in surprise and asked flattered.

"It's for Yu Qiu." Xiao Chuyun said sincerely, and after a pause, he made a tough cut to Mu Cheng's small heart. "He's not here."

Mucheng: "..."

Feelings are not in Peng Yuqiu's absence, only gave him herbal tea? !

How uncomfortable he is!

Mu Chengqi's appetite is gone.

Xiao Chuyun ignored his wounded heart and grief at the moment, and turned back to his office, preparing to summarize the recent training.

Less than five minutes later, a heavy footstep sounded outside the door.

The door was not closed. Both Mucheng and Xiao Chuyun heard clearly, and then looked up. At the same time, there was another figure at the door.

Peng Yuqiu grabbed the door, revealing his embarrassed self, and said to the two of them, "I'm back."

"Going for dinner?"

Xiao Chuyun asked calmly, but his disgusting feelings were beyond words.

Mucheng laughed immediately, "Hahaha, it's quite like asking to come back."

Peng Yuqiu twitched his lips, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and straightened up and walked in.

He went to Mucheng's desk, picked up the herbal tea at his desk, unscrewed it, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Looking at his swift action, Mu Cheng's expression of misfortune suddenly disappeared, thinking that the herbal tea that had been "alms" hadn't reached his mouth yet, he was taken away by Peng Yuqiu, which was simply not enough.

I took a sip before I knew it.

Peng Yuqiu drank the herbal tea and put it on the table.

"After walking for three hours, I successfully passed Mo Shangjun's morning exercise program." Peng Yuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, immediately regained his spirit, glanced at the two, and raised his eyebrows to ask, "Do you want Listen?"

"Really left for three hours?"

Mu Cheng's voice was dumb and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Talk about it." Xiao Chuyun looked over to him.

Let Peng Yuqiu walk for three hours, Mo Shangyun morning exercise... It is hard to call it morning exercise.

"Listen," Peng Yuqiu pulled a chair and sat directly on it, then said, "First five kilometers off-road, then five kilometers armed trekking, rock climbing freehand, traction crossing, and then two kilometers ahead , There is an open space, I don’t know what she does specifically..."

I finished the items I discovered one by one, and Peng Yuqiu clapped the table. "I estimate these items, and she will repeat it once she returns."

Mucheng: "..."

real or fake?

With regard to the intensity of this training, it is no wonder that Mo Shangyun has been training from three or four in the morning to eight or nine, with about five hours in between.

After hearing this, Xiao Chuyun took his gaze back and said nothing from beginning to end.

The intensity is quite large, but with such abilities, it is not surprising that Yan Ye is fancy.

at the same time--

There was a faint voice at the door, "What about me?"