Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Not only Xiaohei and Xiaojin, but even Mo Shangyun was surprised by Shirakawa's refreshment.

However, she never dropped the third box.

There is a box of cookies left in her hand.

After hesitating, although not sure, Mo Shangyun asked: "Why?"

"It's just three things."

This time, Shirakawa did not obey.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

as predicted.

It has been unexpectedly answered twice.

In view of the tense relationship between the two, Mo Shangyun didn't get to the bottom.

Pick up a cookie and put ink on it in his mouth.

She doesn't like cookies very much, but the variety of snacks in the snack shop makes her more satisfied with the cookies.

After eating a biscuit, the mineral water put on the backpack was picked up, and Mo Shangjun drank.

The sight inadvertently swept Shirakawa's right hand.

She avoided the bone stab, although less than a month, but it should be almost the same, but there are still bandages on her hands.

Judging from the movement of just picking things up, it shouldn't hurt.

The next moment, she lifted her eyelid again and glanced at his forehead.

The place that was patted by the brick was covered with broken hair. At the beginning, the effort was not very heavy, and a little scar could be seen.

At this point, Yan Tianxing suffered a bit.

His left foot...

Mo Shangyun glanced down again.

Anyway, wearing shoes, Mo Shangjun sat on the right side again, not seeing the situation.

However, since he can appear in this car, it proves that he is not as crippled as he was last time...

Speaking of it, half a month ago, no, even a day ago, Mo Shangyun didn't think about it, there might be a situation in the same car as Shirakawa.

Moreover, it wasn't the case of who helped or forced someone, and there was less arrogance in the atmosphere.

Of course, I can't go back to the past.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangyun suddenly didn't continue to "find faults" and "temptations", his head slightly shifted to look at the scenery outside the window.

Her quietness made Shirakawa turn her head involuntarily and stared at her side face for a few moments.

When I met again, I didn't take a closer look. The appearance on the ink did not change much, but the lines of the face in the impression were much softer-yes, she was only 18 or 9 years old.

In the memory of the past, Mo Shangyun looks much "tender".

Now, the facial features are becoming more and more beautiful, the lines are beautifully curved, and they have grown into a better look than he imagined.

It's just a cold breath, seemingly casual and relaxed, and also seemingly indifferent and alienated.

Realizing this, Shirakawa couldn't help but feel irritable.

The car turned sharply, and there was light sunlight falling from the window of the car, passing over Mo Shangyun, and a layer of light was plated on her in the blink of an eye. At that moment, it seemed inexplicable.

The expression was slightly cold, Shirakawa's thin lips curled into a line, and the curvature was tight. After a moment, he turned his gaze back, as if there was no person like her.

have nothing to say.

The little black and little gold sitting in front still kept silent, pretending to disappear in place.

*

Half past five.

Xiaojin parked the car outside the coffee shop he had made with Peng Yuqiu.

Mo Shangyun, who had never spoken again, untied the seat belt, then picked up his backpack and drove off the door.

"Moer."

The deep voice suddenly stopped her.

Mo Shangyun got out of the car, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze looked at Shirakawa slightly.

She hates this title.

Shirakawa raised her head and looked at her.

She saw the fleeting softness in Shirakawa's eyes.

Shirakawa saw a very obvious disgust in her eyes.

"can not happen next time."

Staring closely at her, Shirakawa said one word at a time, his eyes gradually becoming cold, and his breath was as gloomy and dangerous as he was during the training camp exercise.

"is it?"

Mo Shangyun grinned and smiled back with an elusive tone.

After that, get out of the car and shake the hand to close the door.

There was a "slap" and the door closed loudly.

Xiaojin and Xiaohe glanced at each other again.

The two of them are newcomers, and they don't understand the deep hatred between the boss and Mo Shangyun.

However, according to this atmosphere, there is definitely an unusual story between the two.

But, they are afraid of death, they can only treat themselves as robots, and dare not think about it.

——Although Mo Shangyun can repeatedly leave the head and hands alive, but they have seen more undead dead in the head and hands.

"go back."

After seeing Mo Shangyun entered the cafe, Shirakawa spoke coldly.

go back?

Don’t follow?

Xiao Jin answered "Yes" without saying a word, and drove away.

*

Cafe.

Although only appointments were made, Mo Shangyun entered the door and swept the line of sight, and then he successfully saw Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu is also a handsome guy. Whatever his appearance and temperament are outstanding, plus the position where he sits is also obvious. Mo Shangyun can find it at a glance.

However, her eyes only stayed on Peng Yuqiu for a second.

There is another person with Peng Yuqiu.

Is a woman.

Not very old, looks like twenty-three to four, short hair, elegant appearance, wearing a long knitted jacket, is lying on the table at the moment, staring at the phone placed in front, a pair of white headphones connected to the phone Both earphones plugged into her ears, seemingly immersed in the phone.

When Mo Shangyun saw Peng Yuqiu, Peng Yuqiu also saw her smoothly, and soon Peng Yuqiu waved to this side.

Inconvenient to look at it more, Mo Shangyun withdrew his eyes, carrying his bag, and strode meteorically towards Peng Yuqiu.

When approaching, Peng Yuqiu knocked on the table, reminding the woman who stared at the phone.

The woman was so disturbed by him, she recovered smoothly, raised her eyes, and after seeing Mo Shangyun coming, she squinted at the ink, and then quickly sat up straight, and took off the headphones by the way. .

"Hello there."

The woman took the initiative to say hello to Mo Shangyun, her eyes curved with a smile.

Mo Shangyun gave her a suspicious look.

Soon, she noticed--

This man is watching a relatively hot anime.

"Her name is Xiong Zhixin, come with me." Peng Yuqiu introduced.

"Oh." Mo Shangyun responded faintly, and then sat down in the opposite position, and asked, coldly, Peng Yuqiu, "Is it blocking your girlfriend?"

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Xiong Zhixin glanced at them dubiously, but soon, the thoughts immersed in the anime were pulled into real life, and she looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, "Sir Mo is saying permission?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids.

There is Peng Yuqiu who has never answered the phone, did not return information, and avoided talking about licensing issues. It is really difficult to maintain a good complexion.

However, since she is called "Chief Executive", this identity of Xiong Zhixin... is very likely to be a colleague of Peng Yuqiu.

After all, Xiong Zhixin, who was just lying on the table like a cartilage, straightened his waist bar when he sat up, somewhat like a soldier.

"Hah," Xiong Zhixin smiled, took the headphone cable to retract the phone, and then blinked at Mo Shangyun. "Coincidentally, Peng Ge just wanted to restore the feeling of permission this time."

Upon hearing the sound, Peng Yuqiu gave Xiong Zhixin a warning look.

Xiong Zhixin bowed his head and quit the mobile video, but he didn't see it.

"Oh, do you want me to help?"

Mo Shangyun looked at Peng Yuqiu with a smile, and asked quietly.

"..."

Peng Yuqiu said something dumb, not knowing what to say.

These two terriers are afraid that they will not be able to get through for a while...

At the time of embarrassment, the waiter came over.

Mo Shangjun casually ordered a cup of coffee and let the waiter leave.

"Come on, what can I know."

Throwing the backpack aside, Mo Shangyun fell backwards, leaned against the back of the chair, his legs overlapped, and Erlang's legs were raised.

Recently, I have been in the military academy for a long time, always paying attention to my words and deeds, walking outside in casual clothes, and Mo Shangyun will always relax a lot.

Peng Yuqiu and Xiong Zhixin glanced at each other.

After eye contact, the two finally decided that Peng Yuqiu would tell.

"In view of the fact that this matter requires your participation, I can share with you a part." Peng Yuqiu cleared his throat and spoke very carefully.

Although none of the nearby tables are in the normal tone, they can guarantee that they won’t be overheard, but Peng Yuqiu’s tone dropped unconsciously.

"I participate?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Peng Yuqiu said helplessly: "Don't you want to know?"

"……Oh."

Mo Shangyun nodded thoughtfully.

This was probably approved by Yan Tianxing.

However, according to this meaning, without her, they can also proceed as planned. It was only because she always wanted to know the origin and purpose of the permit, so she thought of a suitable reason-to disclose the news to her.

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Sorry, when Yan Ye disappeared and Ruan Mengmeng attended the wedding, I was going to fall in love with Brother Bai...