Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After explaining the intention, Ye Qianxiao sent several pictures in a row...

Mo Shangyun opened the pictures one by one, all of them were photos of the same person, taken at various angles.

Some are reading under the tree; some are standing in line; some are sitting in front of the computer and working; some are showing muscles in the upper body; and... sneak shots are being caught.

He looks very handsome, tall, and has handsome facial features. His eyebrows are stained with coldness and alienation, and he tends to be clean and thin. His temperament is very prominent. It is not a publicity that is exposed, but a restrained and mature. In the field, there is a tough spirit that belongs to the soldiers.

In terms of face value, Mo Shangyun scored Yan Tianxing nine points and Feng Fan eight points.

The point deducted is that she remembered An Chen.

In temperament, the two have a little bit of image, but they are not completely similar.

Finally, the picture sent by Ye Qianxiao is a screenshot that reads-

Name: Feng Fan.

Age: 27

Sex: Male.

Look: handsome.

Military rank: two bars and one star.

Position: Vice Captain of Shajian Men's Team

Education: Graduated from National University of Science and Technology.

Feelings: temporarily single, good style.

Character: Waiting for your excavation.

The last line is "Contact Information", including mobile phone, WeChat, QQ, email, etc., which is extremely detailed.

Three black lines hung on the forehead seen by Mo Shangyun.

She touched her nose rather silently before replying.

Mo Shangyun: Are the photos taken secretly?

Ye Qianxiao: Well.

Mo Shangyun: The screenshot is...

Ye Qianxiao: Summary of his teammates.

Mo Shangyun: Well, what are the hidden diseases of him that would make you sell him like this?

The reason for saying "you" is that Mo Shangyun found that not only were these photos taken secretly, but many people also took photos secretly at different times.

It is estimated that they are a very united team, and they are united even in finding the players.

Ye Qianxiao: Probably someone recently told him that he and Ruan Yan...that is, the ace has a leg.

"puff--"

Ink drinking, drinking water, glanced at the phone screen and sprayed water directly on the keyboard.

Long Yan, who had already sat back in his place, glanced at her silently, "Is the sky about to collapse?"

Mo Shangyun returned his incisive look, then took a paper towel to wipe the water on the keyboard.

Somehow, Lang Yan saw strange emotions in her eyes and shivered.

Mo Shangyun picked up the phone and replied.

——It's quite worthy.

--Ok. But I just asked him that his sexual orientation is normal.

Mo Shangyun stared at Ye Qianxiao's reply for a few moments.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect. She even saw a little regret from this sentence.

I couldn't help but feel good, Mo Shangyun subconsciously raised his lips, and continued to reply.

——How did it come out?

——Chat with Ruan Yan for a month.

Mo Shangyun thought about it, the girl insisted on chatting every day, and the situation was excusable, but the man... was a little abnormal.

Soon, Ye Qianxiao popped up a few messages over there.

-They are working together on a new software.

--he came.

——Talk again.

After reading, Mo Shangyun touched the forehead.

She is also too bored to pay attention to this gossip...

However, the last time I contacted Ye Qianxiao, I was impressed by people who talked a lot and talked so little that she was allowed to come out as a "matchmaker", but she was somewhat interested.

Feng Fan, Ruan Yan.

Mo Shangyun smiled.

They are not far away from each other, and their alumni and majors are similar, so they feel very similar.

It really matches.

"Mo Fulian."

Opposite, there was a cry of Lang Yan, incidentally including prompts to knock on the table.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him.

"I'm in a good mood?" Lang Yan asked with a smile, full of curiosity.

"It's okay." Mo Shangyun said perfunctoryly.

"Can you share?"

Mo Shangyun squinted lightly, "No."

Lang Yan shook his head, pretending to sigh, but did not ask.

In this situation, she is in a good mood and their atmosphere will improve for the entire Erlian.

After a while.

Lang Yan asked nothing, and asked casually: "Want to go where tomorrow?"

"Spring tour."

Mo Shangyun knocked on the keyboard and answered.

"Spring tour?" Lang Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Ok."

"Where to go for a spring tour?"

"Near Nanshan, not sure."

Lang Yan: "..."

Rarely have three days of leave, she did not go home and go around, she went to go on a spring tour alone?

Is there less field survival training, or was the selection last month not enough?

The brain circuit of Mo Shangyun, Lang Yan is really difficult to understand.

However, based on his knowledge of Mo Shangyun, he continued to ask and could not ask for anything else. Lang Yan sighed and did his own thing honestly.

Half an hour later, Mo Shangjun sent the latest training plan to Lang Yan.

"Follow a few days, follow this." Mo Shangjun leaned out from the computer and looked at the opposite Yan Yan. "After analyzing the weather factors, there should be no major accidents."

"……it is good."

After glancing at the latest email, Lang Yan felt a little heavy for no reason.

Erlian can make rapid progress to this extent, all of which are due to Mo Shangyun, but now, Mo Shangyun’s credit is not recognized. If Erlian has achieved some results at the end of the month, he will feel that there is no ink on it. What is it?

She knows clearly.

However, he was still working on the training plan for the next few days, and he didn't even complain.

Lang Yan felt that his heart was a bit blocked and didn't know what to say, so he thought about it and put back some heavy emotions.

*

Mo Shangyun made a training plan and settled the accounts for this month.

In a flash, it's lunch time.

She hesitated, and finally recruited Lang Yan, begging him to help bring a meal.

"Are you busy?" Lang Yan was unclear.

"Ok."

Seeing her answer, Lang Yan froze, thinking that she shouldn't be busy. She lifted her eyes and swept a few times, and found that she didn't know where to take an idle book and turned to the second page.

Lang Yan was silent for a moment, and his head went around two bends, finally thinking that Mo Shangyun didn't want to be entangled by Erlian's group of cubs, so he withdrew his gaze and left.

He was fast, and after less than twenty minutes, he finished his own meal and brought the ink on the back.

Mo Shangyun thanked him, finished his lunch coping, and continued reading.

At this look, you can see the night coming.

She read a book of more than three hundred pages, and made a reading note by the way.

Lang Yan took a few occasional visits, and finally saw the full reading notes, stunned.

...

In the evening, Mo Shangyun went to the cafeteria a little later, and asked the squad leader to open a small stove, put down a bowl of noodles, and filled with peppers. He ate happily.

By the way, she asked several questions from the head of the cooking class.

The squad leader answered her one by one.

After Mo Shangyun left, several onlookers cook up secretly to ask the situation.

"Squad leader, what did Mo Lilian tell you?"

"Have you praised your craftsmanship?"

"How is she feeling, has she been punished?"

The squad leader watched them around.

Obviously, even their cooking class was successfully reduced to one of the "Erlen Queen Fans".

As far as he knows, during this period, he paid special attention to various matters of Mo Shangyun.

Especially after yesterday’s incident, even these cooks who had nothing to do with the matter were very indignant. The crowd who shouted “collective protest” must have a copy of them.

"She asked two dishes." The squad leader said helplessly.

"What food?"

"Is it human buns or human bone stew?"

"She's so decent and asks what does the dish do?"

The squad leader of the cooking class didn't answer, dialed them away and left.

Mo Shangyun discovered them long ago, so he explained in advance and asked no questions.

It's just that when Mo Shangyun was sought after by Erlian in an inexplicable way, his mood was a bit complicated.

Such a deputy company commander can just stay longer.

*

the next day.

Mo Shangyun rarely missed early morning exercises.

Hearing the wake-up whistle, Lin Qi packed up before going out, looked at the bed specially, and Mo Shangyun was still sleeping on the bed.

I'm afraid it's already awake, but I just didn't get up.

Lin Qi wanted to say a few words to her, but when she thought that she could hit her wall with her mouth open, she might still be half angry, so she retracted her gaze and went out quietly.

After Lin Qi walked for about five minutes, Mo Shangyun got up from bed.

After washing well, find your body and put it on, and then come back to fold up the bedding and tidy up the housework.

She took a backpack. The one that was thrown into the suitcase when she arrived. It was black. It was usually used when going out. There were three things in it-mobile phone and wallet.

There are enough cash, bank cards, and ID cards in the wallet.

Simply pack it up, Mo Shangjun puts on a cap again, and then goes out with his bag on his back.

Before leaving the office building, I went to the office specially and turned it out of the table-fake.

This was specifically approved above. It did not come in and out by Yan Tianxing’s car, or by a helicopter sent by Mo Shangshuang. It was so bright and honest... Anyway, she just wanted to go out with a fake.

...

Ancheng.

At noon, the sun is shining.

Mo Shangyun in casual clothes appeared in a large supermarket.

There are many people in the supermarket. Mo Shangjun chose tent sleeping bags and flint, and then strolled in the supermarket with a shopping cart.

A child ran over the feet, and the mother followed up, but left the shopping cart in place; there were couples or couples who came with them, and the relationship was very good. They discussed whether to buy a certain product; they came alone Shopping students, young people, middle-aged people, they each select the desired goods...

Occasionally someone will look at her, but more of them are people passing by directly.

Mo Shangyun picked it again

At this time, the phone in the pocket started buzzing.

Mo Shangyun took out his phone and glanced at it.

It was Mu Qixuan.

"Sliding head, I can get things done at night," Mu Qixuan's voice was brisk, but it was a bit cautious, "Where are you?"

He came around, of course, inquired about the punishment of Mo Shangyun, and by the way, inquired about her situation.

Three points: Do not participate in the second company training before the end of the month; three days off, now is the first day; not in the second company, said to go to the spring tour.

"Into the city." Mo Shangjun lazily uttered, his lips slightly tickled.

"Poof," Mu Qixuan chuckled softly, and said softly, "Have you seen anything?"

"Very long-term knowledge." Mo Shangyun was good at being good.

"Then take me."

"Late, I will leave the city tomorrow morning."

"Where are you going?"

Mo Shangjun stopped in the grains and grains area and returned to him without delay, "A barren mountain and a wilderness, a spring tour."

"Are you really going for a spring tour?" Mu Qixuan couldn't help laughing.

"Ok."

"Yes," Mu Qixuan quipped, "Although I just came out of the ravine, it's also great to accompany you to the wild mountains and mountains.

"OK, when will you come?"

"What time will you leave tomorrow morning?"

Mo Shangyun thought for a while and said, "Two hours by car, four hours, about six o'clock."

"..." Mu Qixuan paused, some incredible, "Are you sure you are on a spring tour?"

Who will take a four-hour mountain tour on a spring tour?

However, Mo Shangyun didn't tell him that this is just a conservative estimate. The speed of the two people should be slower, and it is possible to walk for five or six hours.

It's just such a mountain road, for Mo Shangyun, it is indeed a spring tour.

"determine."

"What is your purpose?"

"Cultivate sentimentality." Mo Shangyun said awe-inspiring.

Mu Qixuan gritted his teeth and decided to lay down his life with the gentleman. "You will give me the place to get off later. I will be there at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. How about it?"

"it is good."

Mo Shangyun responded with a sip.

"Do I need to bring anything?"

"Tent, sleeping bag."

"Overnight there?" Mu Qixuan was quite surprised.

Mo Shangyun hesitated and responded, "Well."

One time after another, if you don't spend the night there, you can only leave.

Even if I walked back, it would be dark.

That... this is not called a spring tour, but a one-day march.

Mu Qixuan seemed to have calculated the time and thought that he had to spend the night there, so he sighed and once again firmed his determination to "accomplish his life with the gentleman".

The main thing is that it’s okay to accompany Mo Shangyun, but the training intensity of the Marine Corps has been improved recently. Two days ago, Mu Qixuan spent half a month on the island, and now see grass and trees. There is something uncomfortable.

But, who called Mo Shangyun for the spring tour?

Mo Shangyun negotiated with Mu Qixuan and hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone was put back, she lifted her eyes and scanned the woman who had been standing opposite.

The woman has been watching her since she called.

The woman is about 24 to 5 years old. She is tall, straight, one or two centimeters taller than her. She has short hair, beautiful hair, and light makeup. She feels amazing and wears a denim suit. Refreshing and simple, with distinctive features.

There was a little military taste all over him.

Among the crowds, such women are somewhat different, so they are extremely conspicuous.

Seeing her raise her eyes, the woman's eyes looked even more, as if she was confirming something. In the moment she met her, she was afraid to be sure, so a dark smile and interest appeared on her dark eyes.

The smile of the woman's eyebrows spread, her lips gently raised, and she said in a word: "Ink on the ink, it really is you."

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