"If it's a compliment, I accept it."
Mo Shangjun said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he obviously didn't want to explain the matter to Yan Tianxing.
Hearing Mo Shangjun's almost indifferent answer, Yan Tianxing's eyes were even more gloomy and angry.
Commendation
She looks up to herself!
"Think too much."
Yan Tianxing spit out three words angrily, and then took the lid of safflower oil and covered it.
It was obviously a very simple movement, but Yan Tianxing's strength was so strong that the veins on the back of his hands burst out.
Mo Shangjun glanced at it inadvertently, and at that moment, there was an illusion that the bottle would be crushed by Yan Tianxing.
After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun changed the subject, "I have something I want to ask for your opinion."
"disagree."
Yan Tianxing frowned, didn't even want to hear a word, and vetoed it outright.
Mo Shangjun looked at him speechlessly, "You... stingy."
"I'm happy."
Yan Tianxing gave her a cool look.
The words fell, and the bottle of safflower oil was smashed on the desk table.
Glancing at the poor bottle, Mo Shangyun touched his nose.
After a short pause, Mo Shangjun asked tentatively, "How about I tell you a story?"
"Say."
Yan Tianxing looked at her sideways.
Mo Shangjun pointed to the water dispenser by the window, "Go and pour a glass of water."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
Three seconds later, Yan Tianxing stood up, took Mo Shangyun's water cup resignedly, and went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water.
When he came back, although he put it in front of Mo Shangyun quite irritably, he put it down very lightly, and not even a drop of water spilled out.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the office chair on the side.
Yan Tianxing sat down with a gloomy face, his anger still not dissipated.
"Here."
Mo Shangjun picked up the phone, clicked on the saved picture, and threw it to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing raised his hand to take it, glanced suspiciously at Mo Shangyun, and looked down at the 12 pieces of pictures that were put together.
"This is what Si Sheng drew, how about it?"
Mo Shangjun picked up the water glass, drank it slowly, and asked Yan Tianxing a question.
Yan Tianxing frowned slightly and said bluntly, "I'm not interested in her story."
If Mo Shangyun just wanted to divert the topic with other people's interesting stories, he had to keep Mo Shangyun away from his mobile phone for the next two months.
Mo Shangjun was too lazy to pay attention to him, shrugged his shoulders, and briefly explained the reason for Si Sheng's drawing to Yan Tianxing.
After Yan Tianxing listened patiently, she immediately asked, "Do you know why it is May Day?"
Intuitively aware of something tricky, Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tell me."
"Almost 10 years ago on May Day, my grandfather gave Si Sheng ten yuan and a letter, and asked her to deliver the letter to a friend thousands of miles away within a week." Mo Shangyun said, taking a sip of water. .
"What's the result?" Yan Tianxing frowned.
A week, ten dollars, thousands of miles away.
Si Sheng was the same age as Mo Shangjun, eight years ago, he was only 12 or 3 years old.
At such a young age, letting him walk so far alone is obviously not something that ordinary elders can do.
"As a result, she came back a week later. Arrived within a day, sent a letter, and came back after five days of playing."
"Where did the money come from?"
Yan Tianxing asked politely.
"I hitchhiked when I went there and made a little money with her skills over there." Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Grandpa's purpose is to exercise her ability to survive."
Yan Tianxing seemed to understand something.
This is what Si Sheng has experienced.
However, Mo Shangyun can be said to have grown up with Si Sheng. Is it possible, Mo Shangyun also...
Even more ruthless
After a pause, Yan Tianxing asked suspiciously, "Have you experienced it too?"
"No." Mo Shangyun raised his left hand, took off the training cap, and threw it on the table, then turned his head to look at Yan Tianxing, very calmly, "Grandpa really wants me to be with you, but my master... You Nianyu's father, You Yi, refused."
"why?"
Yan Tianxing had an ominous premonition.
According to Mo Shangjun's current ability, this You Yi's refusal is definitely not because he feels dangerous, but in some kind of disdain and pediatrics.
Mo Shangyun shrugged and said truthfully, "He doesn't like it."
Yan Tianxing's hand tightened unconsciously, and he heard his voice very heavy, "So how did you spend that May Day?"
"March with weight."
Mo Shangyun answered almost lightly.
She didn't tell Yan Tianxing about the specific details, but the words "March with a load" were enough for Yan Tianxing to make a rough guess about the degree of danger.
A man's march, a 13-year-old girl's march.
And, load.
For the simplest march alone, it takes 4 to 5 kilometers per hour and 30 to 40 kilometers per day.
At that time, Mo Shangyun was at most a teenager, and his body was not fully developed in all aspects, not to mention his physical fitness.
Yan Tian and Xingguang felt that his head was big just by imagining it.
Her master is crazy!
To be able to hand Mo Shangyun to such a master... Mo Shangyun's elders have either a single tendon or a lack of one, and there is simply a problem with their brains.
"The story is over."
Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, and then drank the water in the cup.
Because of the May Day ten years ago, the two shared the same illness, so they agreed that it was a memorable day. Later, Si Sheng chose this day for Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun was very refreshing, and he shared what he had experienced, as if he was telling other people's stories, without any emotion for it.
However, the more indifferent she is, the more depressed and angry Yan Tianxing is.
An uncontrollable irritable mood swept through his chest, and then bit by bit swallowed the self-control he was proud of.
"Mo Shangyun."
Yan Tianxing called her in a low voice.
"Um?"
Mo Shangyun tilted his head in confusion.
At a glance, she met Yan Tianxing's line of sight, and felt an invisible pressure and irritability, she paused, and symbolically took back the casual wipe between her eyebrows.
Yan Tianxing stared at her eyes, his pupils were bottomless, hiding elusive emotions, he said word by word, "It's a miracle that you are living like this."
Mo Shangyun paused for a while, feeling that his heart sank a little, as if he had been hit by something, but soon, the strange emotion disappeared.
She hooked her lips, her brows and eyes dyed a smile, and her smile was as casual and open as before, and there was a bit of flattery in that faint smile.
She raised her eyebrows, "Really?"
Seeing her fooling disguise, Yan Tianxing was simply angry.
He gritted his teeth, raised his hand and squeezed Mo Shangyun's chin, and bent over suddenly, the distance between the two approached quickly.
less than ten centimeters away.
The eyes of the two people looked at each other, and in those dark pupils, they could almost see their faces, and no one could admit defeat.
After a while, Yan Tianxing squeezed her chin a little harder, with a bit of deliberate ridicule in his words, "Come on, cry."
"roll."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and slapped his hand away angrily.
As soon as her hand released her chin, Yan Tianxing put it on Mo Shangyun's hair. The soft hair felt very good. Yan Tianxing couldn't help rubbing her short hair, making it messy.
Mo Shangjun frowned slightly, trying his best to suppress his anger.
Normal heart.
Don't compare with him.
As if bitten by a dog...
When he was hypnotizing himself, Yan Tianxing asked again, "You really don't cry?"
-wipe!
Mo Shangjun couldn't bear it any longer, he lifted his elbow straight up, and attacked Yan Tianxing's hand touching her head. After hitting it hard, an uppercut hit Yan Tianxing's chin!
Yan Tianxing turned his head to the side and narrowly avoided it. The fist was retracted in the air, bringing gusts of cold wind, obviously sparing no effort.
Being hit by that fist, he might have dislocated his jaw.
Mo Shangjun was annoyed, and he repeatedly attacked Yan Tianxing, his moves were fierce, although they were not very powerful, but if they really hit her moves, it was estimated that they would have to lie down for a few days.
Of course, both of them were sitting on chairs, and the space was very small, so Yan Tianxing had to avoid them.
at this time-
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
Outside, there was a knock on the door.
Following closely, it was Mu Cheng's voice, "Is the captain here?"
Taking advantage of Mo Shangyun's attention being diverted by the movement outside the door, Yan Tianxing grabbed Mo Shangyun's right fist.
"Use your left hand," Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun's uninjured left hand, and said very considerately, "I'll punch you and calm down."
"… "
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.
Damn, this posture is like she's making trouble out of nowhere.
Resisting his anger, Mo Shangjun retracted his fist, then glanced at the door, and said coldly, "Not here."
"… Oh."
Mu Cheng responded with regret.
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