Mo Shangyun returned to the hillside.
In view of Lin Qi and others being targeted, after Mo Shangyun returned, he became a little more serious from the previous idle attitude.
Start pointing out their tricks.
However, they are not too serious, everything is up to them.
After all, fighting is not only about tricks, speed, strength, but also experience. The first three points can't be practiced in a while, and the most important thing is to maximize their experience accumulation.
That night, Mo Shangjun asked them to practice until half past nine, and then left.
However, Lin Qi still pulled Li Liang along for a trick, and didn't return to the tent to rest until after midnight. After returning, she was too tired to take a shower, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The quilt was covered by Yu Yitong who woke up in the middle of the night.
the next day.
Early in the morning, half past seven.
Mo Shangyun, who accompanied Lin Qichen to finish training, came to Yan Tianxing to eat and drink with ease.
It's still a rich breakfast of various colors, and it's still unstoppable brown sugar water.
The only thing that changed was that Yan Tianxing put a laptop on the table, sat beside him, and was typing a report.
"morning."
Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing looked up at Mo Shangyun and said hello.
"morning."
Responding casually, Mo Shangjun looked at him and approached curiously.
As soon as he saw the screen, Mo Shangyun paused, a little surprised.
Yan Tianxing was writing a report, and it was during the April training camp that Ni Ruo's report was eliminated.
It should have been written after breakfast was made. The number of words was not many, but at a glance, what was written was clear.
Mo Shangyun touched his chin.
A monster like Yan Tianxing is not only good-looking and capable, but also writes a report... The words are very accurate, simple and clear.
Looking at Yan Tianxing on the side again, he just stopped typing on the keyboard, raised his head slightly, and stared at Mo Shangyun with a smile that was not a smile.
The eyelids are lightly raised, the eyebrows are smirking, the indifference and alienation fade away, and most of them are unpredictable, somewhat approachable, and somewhat elegant and calm. Every move is like a sexy and charming monster, and it is very seductive.
Seeing no one in the early morning, Mo Shangjun was in a good mood and laughed, "Do you want to help?"
"No," Yan Tianxing shook his head and said seriously, "I can't support you."
Mo Shangyun hooked his lips, "Free."
After a slight pause, he felt that Yan Tianxing was going to block people, and added: "Just pay back your hard work these days."
"Then," after a pause, Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile, "give you this chance."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
This man is also quite humble.
If it weren't for the fact that he injured his left shoulder and cooked many times...
Thinking of this, he was too lazy to pay attention to him. Mo Shangyun took two steps aside, sat down, picked up a steamed bun, and asked him, "When do you want it?"
"Before night." Yan Tianxing said.
Nodding his head, Mo Shangyun said, "Then I'll come over at noon to write."
When he was done, he took a bite of the bun.
Turning his head to look at her, Yan Tianxing's tone was slightly solemn, and he shouted, "Comrade Mo Shangjun."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes.
Yan Tianxing stared at the steamed bun in her hand, "You got it wrong."
He glanced at the steamed buns, and then looked at the table.
The two plates of steamed buns were not placed near the edge, but in the middle, barely close to their respective directions.
From Yan Tianxing's side, she took it easily.
Does it count
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched.
"Here."
Raising his brows, Mo Shangjun stretched out his hand and handed the steamed bun, which he had deliberately bitten, to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing hooked the corner of his lips, glanced at Mo Shangyun with an inexplicable expression, bowed his head slightly, and took a bite of the steamed bun.
Right next to where Mo Shangyun had just bitten.
This was to block his Mo Shangyun, but he didn't make any other preparations at all. Seeing Yan Tianxing's sudden bite, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Lowering his eyelids, he frowned when he looked at the steamed bun he was biting next to.
This enchanting... has a thick skin.
Yan Tianxing continued to look at her with a smile.
In the air, there is a faint smell of ambiguity spreading.
After giving him a cold look, Mo Shangjun put the rest of the steamed buns into the porridge bowl beside him, then withdrew his hand and went to get the plate of steamed buns in front of him.
Yan Tianxing didn't tease her anymore. As soon as he put away the notebook, he went to wash his hands and come back to prepare for dinner.
It didn't take long, but when Yan Tianxing came back, he suddenly discovered that Mo Shangjun grabbed a piece of fritters in front of his table and ate it unceremoniously.
The fritters were still warm, Mo Shangjun bit down, and her pink lips were stained with a little oil. At first sight of her movements, Yan Tianxing's Adam's apple slid down after noticing her lips.
"What," Yan Tianxing took two steps forward, leaned down slightly, and approached Mo Shangjun's ear, "Intentionally?"
Yan Tianxing's tone is very ambiguous, his voice is lazy and low, his voice seems to be able to provoke people's heartstrings, and the breath sprays on his ears, itching.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the fried dough sticks in his hand, and then at Yan Tianxing, something seemed to flash in his mind, but he didn't think about it.
"Let's talk after eating."
Not in the mood to care about Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun blatantly grabbed it.
Although Erlian's fried dough sticks are still delicious, but after eating steamed buns for more than ten days, I suddenly want to change the taste.
I took it.
Yan Tianxing wanted to take it back, but it was a big deal.
Under Yan Tianxing's gaze, Mo Shangjun bit his mouth like no one else.
Seeing her as if nothing happened, Yan Tianxing's face turned black, and she was almost not mad at her.
Saying "there are too many exes to count", in fact, my brain is not open at all...
Resisting the dry fire in his heart, Yan Tianxing stood up, walked to the side and sat down, and then looked at Mo Shangyun, who was eating the fragrant food, Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened slightly.
A breakfast, in Yan Tianxing's mouth, tastes like chewing wax.
Mo Shangyun only thought he was stingy.
After breakfast, he handed over the task of cleaning up the dishes to Yan Tianxing, and Mo Shangyun swaggered away.
In the distance, two strong sight lines can be felt.
Mo Shangyun shook his head helplessly.
I guess he really likes fried dough sticks.
Therefore, this small accident made Mo Shangyun mistakenly think that fried dough sticks were Yan Tianxing's favorite for a long time to come.
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Yan Ye: I need a monthly pass to soothe my wounded heart...
090, Mo Shangyun, don't deliberately pick things up!