Yan Tianxing hid the fact that Mo Shangyun asked for leave due to something that could not be made public. It was not until the conclusion meeting after the training in the evening that he said that Mo Shangyun had something important to do and would come back tomorrow morning.
The old instructors are used to it, and the new instructors can't find fault.
Only Tu Sheng didn't get any benefit from Yangui all night, and now Mo Shangyun is nowhere to be seen. There is no progress in the investigation of the report letter, and he is very worried.
The next day, at half past four in the morning.
It was the darkest time of the day, the sky and the earth were shrouded by the sound of rain, and the head was covered with blackness. Even the street lamps lit up in the base seemed to be covered in layers of yarn, and the light was much darker than usual.
The instructor only got up at five o'clock to work, but Yan Tianxing got up early and came to the second floor quietly.
He went to the office.
However, as soon as he arrived at the door of the office and before he took out the key, Yan Tianxing realized something was wrong.
There are scratches on the door lock.
The door was broken.
The two sword eyebrows twitched, Yan Tianxing took out the key and opened the door.
Fortunately, the door was not locked.
In the army, especially in such a base, the only thing Yan Tianxing can think of who can come to pry at his office door, except for some non-troop people, is—
Ink on Yun.
Only she has the courage.
It was raining outside, and Yan Tianxing's movement of opening the door was obscured by the sound of rain, and he could hardly hear any movement.
The light in the corridor is very dark, and the room is basically dark, and the only thing that catches the eye is pitch black.
However, the direction of the sofa is clearly a little moving.
But soon, it fell silent.
Yan Tianxing stood at the door, paused for a moment, and after roughly observing the entire office, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and closed the door.
The light of the flashlight hit the sofa for the first time.
What caught my eye was a familiar blanket, the blanket was not long enough, the two slender legs stretched out a little, and the two feet without shoes and socks were small and exquisite. His eyes swept across the blanket, and when he swept his head, the blanket was suddenly pulled, blocking his face, leaving only a little exposed short hair.
Although he didn't see the other person's appearance, Yan Tianxing also guessed 100% of the person's identity.
"Turn off the lights."
Under the blanket, Mo Shangyun's irritable voice was heard, and his voice was full of sleepiness and sleepiness.
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Tianxing turned off the light of her mobile phone.
The office was plunged into darkness again.
Yan Tianxing was familiar with the layout of the office, so he came to the sofa unimpeded without the help of light.
The person lying on the sofa moved, and after a while, he sat up with a swipe.
Hearing the sudden action, Yan Tianxing judged that Mo Shangyun was very irritable and in a bad mood.
"When did you come back?"
Standing in the dark, Yan Tianxing's voice was hoarse and steady, with a deliberately lowered tone that meant not to disturb Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun closed his eyes, raised his hand to touch his left ear, and replied with a mutter, "Just now."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the sofa next to her was sagging slightly, and someone was sitting on one side.
She woke up quite a bit.
Afterwards, she said slowly: "You are clean here, and I will borrow your place to sleep for a while."
After speaking, Mo Shangyun lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, this was just one of the reasons.
On the other hand, she subconsciously ran here.
"Well." Yan Tianxing responded, and after a while, he added, "Just sleep."
Turning his head, Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing in the dark, frowned slightly, and then fell directly on Yan Tianxing's lap.
She moved, found a comfortable position to lie down, and then warned, "Don't call me."
Mo Shangyun's sudden action made Yan Tianxing stunned for a while. He didn't react for a while. After seeing her lying down comfortably and warning him, he realized that she was using herself as a pillow.
Yan Tianxing smiled suddenly, "Don't worry, I won't call you if my legs are broken."
Mo Shangyun didn't say anything.
One night, the beating was a little hard, and she was a little tired herself. In addition, after playing games with Cen Yan for five hours, she had to figure out how to lose so that it would not be so obvious. Her brain was overused and she was exhausted both physically and mentally.
I was a little sleepy at first, but when I fell down with confidence, I really fell asleep in a blink of an eye.
Halfway through, Yan Tianxing didn't even notice that he covered her with a quilt.
Yan Tianxing, who had a lot of things, was really willing to be a pillow. In order to make Mo Shangyun sleep more comfortable, he sat quietly on the sofa and waited for the sky to turn from dark to dawn.
When the sky was getting brighter, he began to look at Mo Shangyun's sleeping position.
The sofa is not spacious, Mo Shangjun was slightly curled up and lay on his side, barely moving from the moment he fell asleep. The unexpected rules after falling asleep, if not for the shallow breathing, Yan Tianxing might really worry about her.
Mo Shangyun pulled the blanket very high, covering half of his face. Thick broken hair fell on his forehead, cheeks, and ears, revealing only his lightly squinted eyes, beautiful eyebrows, and untreated eyebrows. Shape, but surprisingly good-looking. With her eyes closed, she couldn't see her cold, sometimes playful, ever-changing eyes.
Such a quiet Mo Shangyun is not common, but Yan Tianxing intuitively realizes that something is wrong.
He suddenly thought of the female officer who was standing in the sun, wearing a training hat, with the brim slightly lowered, with a straight waist and a handsome demeanor, who was able to face everything with ease.
Then, he saw an extra list on the coffee table.
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[Pushing glasses] I found a good-looking article, because the male protagonist is so cute, I was so angry that I wanted to throw Yan Ye to the cute planet to cultivate for hundreds of years! ╭(╯^╰)╮!
339. Do you want to usurp the throne after pissing me off