Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Dorm 301, inside the door.

Mo Shangjun stood for a moment, and when the corridor was calm, he touched his nose and turned on the lights in the dormitory.

Pull the training cap off, Mo Shangjun unzips the clothes of the training uniform, fingers inadvertently touch the clothes pocket, touch something, Mo Shangjun gives a slight pause, reaches into the pocket, puts the contents inside take it out.

When he got the items, he spread his palms and suddenly found that two sugars fell on his palm.

Mo Shangyun was stunned.

It is naturally impossible for her to buy sugar, and it is impossible to carry sugar at all times.

The clothes were changed in the morning, but they haven't been changed since. Until the evening, she can be sure that there is nothing else in her pocket...

In addition, one day today, there are only a handful of people in close proximity.

It can only be... Yan Tianxing.

Thinking of this man, Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched.

Intuition told her that this is the reward of drinking milk...

This bastard.

Mo Shangyun threw the sugar on the desk, went to the closet with a sullen face to get clothes, ready to take a bath.

*

the next day.

One night, the news of "Group B victory" has been successfully spread to every corner of the base.

Mo Shangjun was in charge of the morning exercise on this day. Almost as soon as he assembled, he felt the high emotions of the students in Group B, as well as the many congratulations and attention from the male soldiers.

The atmosphere of group A students is relatively awkward for honey juice.

Mo Shangyun didn't say much. After a whistle, the morning exercise was scheduled for the first time, and then he clapped his hands to signal their conscious morning exercise.

It has been raining for several days in a row, the surrounding mountains are in danger of landslides, and the river water has skyrocketed. If it is not necessary, the training outside should be minimized. And indoor gym.

As for the degree...as soon as you let it go, you can vomit blood.

However, there are few people who are accustomed to the high-intensity morning exercise of Mo Shangjun.

In the morning, seven o'clock.

Most of the trainees completed the training on time, but they were all breathless, lying on their stomachs or sitting or bending over. It was difficult to see a few standing straight at a glance.

His eyes moved to the area of ​​the female soldiers in Group B. Mo Shangyun saw that several people were waving at her, and the only person standing—Yu Nianyu, was looking directly at her.

In an instant, a coolness came straight from that direction, the ink on the eyebrows slightly gazed, and the eyes sank slightly, but, with just a few seconds of effort, Yu Nianyu shifted his gaze.

Mo Shangyun stared at the other side, then withdrew his gaze.

Whistle again, after this batch of completed training sets, they will be disbanded collectively for breakfast.

A group of tired and exhausted people, by the attractiveness of breakfast, finally got a little bit of energy, and they walked to each other and walked towards the cafeteria.

but--

Many people in Group B did not run to the cafeteria, but came directly to Mo Shangyun.

"Instructor Mo!"

"Instructor Mo!"

"Hey, Instructor Mo!"

...

A group of people shouted happily towards Mo Shangyun.

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun waited until they gradually stopped before asking: "What's the matter?"

"They want to ask, what kind of punishment is there in Group A?" Lian Zhiqiong, who feared that the world would not be messed up, looked up first and asked straight, "Is it true that I heard the instructor punished with the students?"

Glancing at her lightly, Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, "Really."

"What about punishment?"

"Is it also a penalty post?"

"Instructor Mo, we won this time by fulfilling our promise. Is there any reward?"

...

Mo Shangyun raised his brow, raised his hand, and played the black whistle that everyone was familiar with.

As a result, the voice gradually subsided, and everyone closed their mouths consciously, waiting for Mo Shangjun's answer.

Of course, without waiting for Mo Shangjun to speak, a familiar voice came from behind Mo Shangjun—

"I know I know that the penalty for Group A is within five minutes, five people and six feet at 400 meters. Those who fail will be fined bitter gourd juice."

Yan Gui told them excitedly.

After finishing speaking, when their attention shifted, they continued happily: "And, there is a very powerful little news, at 8 o'clock this evening, the instructor Ji will invite everyone in Group B to eat barbecue, and Group A will be responsible for miscellaneous ."

"I wipe, barbecue! Where did you hear it?!"

"True and false, group A is in charge of miscellaneous?"

"No, we just lost the penalty when we lost. Why did they sacrifice so much?"

...

Faced with many doubts, Yan Gui squeezed her eyebrows at them, glancing straight at Mo Shangyun.

So, this group of people looked at Mo Shangyun again, expecting Ai Ai to wait for Mo Shangyun's answer.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun paused and gave an accurate answer.

"Instructor Mo, you are simply amazing!"

"Instructor Mo, you are really capable!"

"I'm going to be able to enslave Group A, aren't we dreaming?"

"Instructor Mo, are you too surprised by this surprise?"

The person in front of him said that he was getting closer to Mo Shangyun. In the expression of blinking stars and full of incredible worship emotions, he just wished that he could rush directly to throw down Mo Shangyun.

Fortunately, Mo Shangyun's aura is strong enough. In front of such a large number of people, they can still suppress them. In addition, the brutal image of the previous domineering is too deep into the hearts of the people. Although they want to rush over to express their excitement, But in the end it was not put into action.

Group A is not a resource for them. Like them, they would rather spend their time on the training ground than thinking about inspiring themselves in front of Group A.

In the same way, Group A will do miscellaneous work for them, and it will definitely not be one of the punishment items.

After all, in the first week, they lost, but the original punishment was just to stand in a military position. Presumably, the punishment of Group A will not be too cruel.

That is to say, Ji Jiaoqing invited them to have supper, and Group A could do them, and it must have been Mo Shangyun's fault...

Naturally, only people like Mo Shangyun who did not play cards according to common sense would get them such great benefits.

"Beep--"

Mo Shangyun whistle to suppress the noisy sound of Group B.

Raising his hand, he lifted the brim up, and Mo Shangyun looked at them calmly, "In view of Group A leading for two weeks in a row, in order to take care of the emotions of Group A, bother you to save face for Group A students and keep a low profile. Don't say anything."

"..." Everyone was stunned, and then recovered, shouting in unison, "Yes!"

According to the meaning of Mo Shangyun, it means "leave a little face", in fact... I am afraid that Hong Guoguo will hit people's faces.

"Scattered." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!"

Everyone was overjoyed. When they left together, almost everyone was talking about Group A.

Participants in Group A walked by and looked uncomfortably green.

Nima!

This is also called leaving some face? !

I'm afraid others don't know that Group A loses to Group B!

It's so mad!

"Mo Mo, Gao!" Yan Gui, who was still in place, gave thumbs up to Mo Yun very actively, "It is really high!"

"Yan knows everything."

"Hey!" Yan Gui was flattered by the name.

Moreover, he approached Mo Shangyun very closely, and looked at Mo Shangyun with a smiling face.

With his elbow raised, he rested on Yan Gui's shoulder, and Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him, "Where did the news come from?"

"Group A!" Yan Gui cut the railroad. "This is really not what I deliberately explored. It was completely when I passed by, and people said the initiative."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Look at this meaning, I'm afraid it was overheard.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun didn't pursue it, and asked directly: "What's happening in Group A?"

Hearing the sound, Yan Gui glanced left and right to make sure that no one was five meters away from the surrounding area before he assuredly pointed to Mo: "They had an emergency meeting last night. Instructor Ji told them about the punishment, supper. I talked to them about it and dealt with their irritability very successfully... But well, turning anger and disappointment into fighting spirit, Group A is now passionately wanting to exceed Group B."

Speaking of which, Yangui deliberately had a meal. After coughing a little, his eyes rolled, staring at Mo Shangyun: "So what, Mo Mo, look at the fact that we grew up together with bare **** from childhood. on……"

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun gave him a threatening look.

"No, no," Yan Gui immediately denied himself, then smiled, "Then, I'm actually curious, do you wear open crotch pants?"

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(*/Ω╲*) Someone here today told me that the previous final article was plagiarized... Although the time is a bit far away, the bottle is very ignorant... I don’t know what the ghost hit in the recent days... crying, begging, please Smooth hair.