Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

In the morning, Yan Tianxing did not appear again.

Mo Shangyun became extremely well-behaved, without provocation or trouble, and completed the morning training without any penalty.

I thought she had listened to her words, and Yan Hanyu was relieved a little.

As long as Mo Shangyun "does not die", she can still maintain the score of "no more points deduction" until the end.

Although Ji Zhou talked to him about certain problems with Mo Shangyun, Yan Hanyu felt that for Mo Shangyun, these problems could be overcome.

Since she was a child, she has been targeting special forces, so she will not be discouraged at this stage.

However, Mo Shangyun, who has been troubled by certain problems recently, does not know that Yan Hanyu has such great expectations for her.

After eating at noon, a group of people took the time to rest.

When the heavy rain stopped, Mo Shangyun did not return to the dormitory, but found a remote corner and sat under the tree to pull the grass.

Unconsciously, she pulled a large piece of weed under her feet.

In the spring, weeds grow indiscriminately, and a lot of them grow to the knees in a short time. It is very obvious that the brush is falling down.

I don't know how long after that, Mo Shangjun heard footsteps coming from behind.

Mo Shangyun didn't make sense.

A moment later, the footsteps stepped on the accumulated weeds, came to Mo Shangjun's side, and stood still.

"Senior model worker, when we are not punished, we come to weed, do we have to fight this way?" With his arms folded, Ding Jing looked down at Mo Shangyun, and unavoidably groaned.

Without lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun calmly said: "If you are alive, you must always remember to contribute to society."

Ding Jing: "..." Is this guy mentally retarded?

After a few seconds of pause, Mo Shangyun changed his style again, "I don't like being overlooked. Do you sit down by yourself, or do you let me break your leg and let you sit down?"

"So ruthless?"

Ding Jing frowned.

"It's okay," Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched his nose, modestly. "After all, I'm an excellent officer who adheres to the core values ​​of socialism."

Ding Jing sat down next to her in horror and couldn't help but spit out: "I'm not beating you now, you should burn incense and worship Buddha."

Mo Shangyun squinted at her, "It's really your luck that you can't hold back now without beating me."

"Lying trough," Ding Jing was almost Buddha, "Dare you dare not be so narcissistic?!"

"This is wrong," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and pushed the brim upwards, and said seriously, "I call it self-confidence. Self-confidence is an indispensable quality of an excellent officer."

"..."

Ding Jing felt that his soul was out of touch, and after a long time, he returned to the body.

She looked at the ink with a few hesitations, and finally bowed her hand in admiration, "You won."

"you are welcome."

Mo Shangyun waved his hands humbly.

Ding Jing: "..." At this moment, the desire to kill Mo Shangyun can't be suppressed at all.

Fortunately, when Ding Jing decided to put her ideas into action, she suddenly thought that this is Mo Shangyun's birthday.

Hesitating again and again, Ding Jing finally suppressed his temper.

"Forget it, change the subject." Picking up the weeds that Mo Shangyun pulled out, and padding it underneath, Ding Jing clapped his hands. "Are there any answers to your recently tangled questions?"

Mo Shangjun pulled the grass a little, and after a moment, she looked at Ding Jing, looking at it with a playful voice, "Even you see it?"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ding Jing asked silently: "How can I mean to despise my IQ?"

"You heard it right."

Mo Shangjun hooked his lips and smiled, leaning back against the tree.

Ding Jing leaned over to look at her and said sincerely: "Boss, if you hang in the future, it's definitely because you owe too much."

"A lot of people say that," Mo Shangyun smiled in his eyes like a starlight. "However, no one has killed me because of my owe."

"..." Can't listen anymore.

However, Mo Shangyun still added slowly: "After all, it takes my skill to kill me."

"..."

Can't hear it anymore!

Ding Jing wants to kill her now!

The fist carried the wind directly towards Mo Shangjun’s head, but Mo Shangyun leaned forward to avoid it, and the fist with no target directly hit the trunk behind her, but Ding Jing stabilized in the middle. Did not let his fist be persecuted by ruthless trees.

The corner of his mouth raised a murderous smile, Ding Jing gritted his teeth and praised, "The reaction is good."

Mo Shangyun nodded politely, "Yes."

"You're afraid of being shameless."

Ding Jing angrily took his fist back.

"That's still necessary," Mo Shangjun lay down again. "Faceless people are fearless, aren't I still having a few insignificant shortcomings?"

Ding Jing rolled her eyes at her, "Are you sure your shortcomings are insignificant?"

"Perhaps," Mo Shangyun paused and changed his mouth. "Slightly more important than trivial?"

Ding Jing immediately painfully covered his chest. "What the **** did I do before I got my brain to try to relieve you?"

Mo Shangyun pretended to be surprised, "So you are here to unlock me?"

"You've got a ghost without guessing!"

As soon as Ding Jing's voice fell, he rushed towards Mo Shangjun.

Because he was too close and Ding Jingpu's direction was too wide, Mo Shangyun could not avoid it for a while, but he was slammed down by Ding Jing.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Miscalculation!

Xueba also has a day of miscalculation!

Mo Shangyun was heartbroken.

Ding Jing heavily pressed Mo Shangyun to the ground, her elbow lying across her neck, with a smug expression on her face, but she opened her mouth and said: "Sister, I will help you solve your problem. Your birthday present."