Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After taking the medicine, Mo Shangjun sat on the sofa, but did not hurry to go.

She cheered up and reported to Yan Tianxing about the training situation last night.

She took some time to prepare for this special training, and similarly, Yan Tianxing also spent time to let her complete this special training.

As far as she is concerned, as long as Yan Tianxing is persuaded, as far as Yan Tianxing is concerned, he has to convince many people.

It stands to reason that the first time she returned after completing the special training, she had to tell Yan Tianxing the truth, and Yan Tianxing could also have an account with those people.

A fever is at best a small cold, but it's not something to die for, so it affects work. Mo Shangyun will definitely not accept it.

Yan Tianxing saw through her stubborn temper, looked at her frowning, but clearly explained the situation one by one, and had complicated thoughts.

"It's over."

After finishing the last words, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands.

Later, she tilted her head and added: "If there is any doubt, you can ask them to ask, or you can talk at noon."

All that should be said is over, and the rest are all trivial things, no need to report.

Mo Shangyun chose to give himself more rest time.

She is ready to get up.

"Just sleep here." Yan Tianxing looked at her and stood up one step in advance.

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Yan Tianxing adjusted his sleeves and looked down at her condescendingly, explaining: "The instructor's dormitory should also check the housekeeping."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Seems like this.

Proposed by the new instructor.

Although she could still go to the dormitory to explain, she would inevitably come up and explain that the new instructor had to have opinions about her fear.

Mo Shangyun frowned anxiously.

The new instructor is more pleasing on the training ground than on life.

"Appreciate a blanket." Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids and asked Yan Tianxing.

"Please wait."

Yan Tianxing nodded in good faith.

Seeing Yan Tianxing turn around and leave, Mo Shangyun tickled his lower lip quite funny.

Yan Tianxing went out the door, and within five minutes, he really took a blanket back.

After returning, I closed the door of the office, and after handing over the blanket to Mo Shangyun, I found the remote control of the air conditioner in the office. I came here for more than a month and turned on the air conditioner for the first time.

Mo Shangyun watched his movements silently.

I wanted to say that she hadn't been so delicate to this point, but the medicinal effect came up, her eyelids couldn't stop fighting, and she was so heavy that she rarely raised a sense of crisis that was hard to control, so she snorted and moved the blanket I turned it over and fell down on the sofa. The blanket covered the whole body, leaving only a small face.

She fell asleep.

Before she fell asleep, Mo Shangjun felt that the lights in the room were turned off. Soon, the window curtains were pulled up, and finally the sound of opening and closing the door was heard.

strange.

Yan Tianxing walked like he was silent.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangyun fell asleep.

*

Mo Shangyun was woken up by the ringtone of the phone.

Half a dream and half awake, Mo Shangyun frowned and wondered where the phone was coming, but after ten or more seconds to regain consciousness, she rolled over and sat up on the sofa.

The door was closed, the curtains were closed, and there was no light in the room.

I don't know what time it is.

The ringtone sounded from the landline on the desk.

That was Yan Tianxing's call.

Mo Shangyun hesitated for two seconds and made a choice on whether to think of it or not.

Her physical fitness has always been good, just a little fever, a little sleep after taking some medicine, and her body has returned to control.

Well, for the sake of Yan Tianxing taking care of it, help her pick it up.

The office is dark, and Mo Shangyun bypassed the coffee table and obstacles in front of the memory and smoothly came to the desk.

Before the other party hung up, she ordered the speakerphone.

"Hello there."

Mo Shangyun took the lead in making a noise, then bypassed the desk and came to the place where Yan Tian Xing Ping was sitting.

I didn't introduce who the office is. I called it anyway, so I definitely know.

There was surprisingly silent over there.

Waiting for Mo Shangjun to open the chair and sit down, I heard a cold inquiry from there, "Mo Shangjun?"

The incomparably familiar sound made Mo Shangyun stunned.

Eyes squinted, Mo Shangyun glanced at the caller ID, unfamiliar, it should be a landline.

"Ye Qianxiao?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

Both parties successfully confirmed their identity.

"Uh." Ye Qianxiao answered.

Mo Shangyun tapped his finger on the table, and then asked, "What's wrong with Instructor Yan?"

"Discuss the exercise in early July."

Exercise... Mo Shangyun thought about it for sure.

His eyes swept in the darkness, and Mo Jun said: "He is not here."

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a faint knock on the door over the phone.

Soon, Ye Qianxiao said: "Wait."

There seemed to be hands-free over there, and Mo Shangyun could hear the conversation clearly.

--"Come in."

-"What about the captain?"

——"Go to the brigade."

——"Want to bring Ruan Yan back?"

--"Ok."

——"Not much of the temporary assessment results in the morning."

--"Let me see."

After listening there, there was a sound of paper turning.

Later, Ye Qianxiao's voice rang again, "Yes. You are responsible for the exercise in early July, you come to talk."

"With the one named Yan Tianxing?" the male voice asked.

"Mo Shangyun," Ye Qianxiao corrected.

"..."

There was silence there, Mo Shangyun just wanted to understand who was talking to Ye Qianxiao, and suddenly whispered when he heard the dialogue.

She listened carefully, but didn't hear anything clearly.

Without being idle, Mo Shangjun took advantage of the silent effort over there, turned off the air conditioner, opened the door curtain, and opened the door by the way.

Standing at the door, a cold wind blew head-on, Mo Shangyun turned around, trying to find a training cap to put on.

At this moment, I heard a long silence from the phone again--

"I am Feng Fan."

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Remember [Ruan Yan]-I am a good friend of Feng Fan; I am a good friend of ink.