Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Now at half past eight, you turn off the lights at ten, and we can stay for another hour and a half."

Looking sideways at Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun hesitated, and looked away from his forehead to the collarbone, and then stopped, very cooperatively: "Although I encountered some problems, but you are not so pleased with the beauty. My point."

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Tian Xing froze.

Soon, after recovering from the darkness, Yan Tianxing didn't know what he thought of in the dark light of the dusk, and his movements were slightly stiff, and the ears were blushing inexplicably.

She was brought into the pit.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yan Tianxing's irritability faded a bit, and he raised his hand to shoot down the brim of the ink on Jun, blocking the eyes that only people wanted to avoid.

Mo Shangyun took off his hat directly.

"Don't you want to take it off?"

Ink Jun, who showed his entire face, smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed like a fox.

"..."

Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and looked dumbly at his collar.

This is not the first time.

"Don't you really want to?" Mo Shangyun raised Erlang's legs, arms in one hand, and a training cap in the other. Youzao said authentically, "I'm in good shape, you don't suffer."

"Less nonsense."

Yan Tianxing pressed her head down to her head, but when she touched the soft hair, her strength dropped suddenly, and she sighed gently. The hand rubbed her hair reluctantly, down the hair, and held it Hold her shoulder.

"At a young age, I don't know how to protect myself." Yan Tianxing said annoyed.

Then, with a forcible effort, Mo Shangjun was forced into his arms.

Mo Shangyun wanted to get up, but was pressed by Yan Tianxing.

Mo Shangjun simply found a comfortable place to lie down, but his mouth retorted: "I will be of late marriage age next year."

"Now give you a marriage registration form, dare you sign it?" Yan Tianxing was angry and funny, with a threatening taste in his words.

Mo Shangyun paused, raised her eyelids, and asked you, "Can you get it?"

"..." Yan Tianxing was choked, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Relax, let him go with him later."

Mo Shangyun once again sighed in coordination, with a deep tone of emotion: "Opportunity, always fleeting..."

Yan Tianxing slapped her on the head.

"..."

Mo Shangyun closed his mouth.

But for two seconds after being quiet, Mo Shangyun said again, "Aren't you driving?"

Yan Tianxing clasped her arms tightly and her voice sank, "Which sense is driving?"

This voice, with a surprisingly **** tone, makes people numb.

Mo Shangyun was counterattacked and speechless.

The car was quiet again.

The base of the reconnaissance battalion was relatively remote. It was late at night, not to mention that there were pedestrians on the road, and even one car could not be seen.

The only vehicles that can be seen are military vehicles.

The street is very quiet. I don’t know if it is a psychological effect. Mo Shangyun feels that the car is quieter against the environment, and even a slight breath can be heard.

"Listen, I can't help you." Yan Tianxing said softly, putting her head on her head. "Just like how you feel about me, I don't know much about you. So, I can forgive you last night Ignore my phone and even shut it down, I can't find anyone."

Mo Shangyun looked up at him.

There was a faint light falling, and a shallow warm edge was caged on his face. The sharp outline became soft unconsciously. The dark and deep eyes were soft and domineering, and the complex emotions were mixed. , In an instant, warm and incredible.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun made a soft voice, which was a response.

"You are not happy to say that your heart can only be solved by yourself."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun's eyes were half drooping, and he no longer met his eyes.

"But I think you need approval."

Suddenly, a sentence fell down, leaving Mo Shangyun slightly stunned.

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids again.

Yan Tianxing lowered his head, her forehead was next to her forehead, the warmth met the cold, the temperature blended.

In the faint light, the two eyes are facing each other, and they are very close apart, but they are frank and open, not half ambiguous.

"Mo Shangyun, you are right."

Yan Tianxing spoke word by word, and each word was spoken with certainty, and each tone was mixed with her recognition.

"Really?" Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly, but her eyes were cold, and her smile was only on the surface.

"Don't you believe what I said?" Yan Tianxing also smiled, his smile shallow and warm.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun spit out a word, "Faith."

Somehow, what comes out of Yan Tianxing's mouth is always convincing.

He has this kind of magic.

"You wear military uniform, only this choice." Yan Tianxing's mellow voice and gentle words.

"Not everyone wears military uniforms."

"You don't need everyone's understanding."

Mo Shangyun was silent.

For a long time, she responded softly, "Well."

"Liang Zhiqiong said, you originally wanted to die for Zheng Cun."

Ink stunned.

"I didn't think about it," Mo Shangyun whispered, "Just responded like he did."

Yan Tianxing's eyes were fixed on her, as if looking into her eyes, his voice was soft and calm, "Have you ever thought about how good it would be if you died?"

"……Ok."

"Mo Shangyun, you know your fault. But I want to tell you," Yan Tianxing stroked her hair, and moved gently, he was firm in tone, "I will be glad, it is not you who died."