The moment he saw the two of them clearly, Mo Shangyun only felt that there was a strong coercion rushing towards him, and the seams of the bones were hit and hurt.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.
She really didn't hear anything in Zhong Tianhao's office, only knew that the light was on.
Of course, she didn't expect that Yan Tianxing was actually with Zhong Tianhao.
After a two-second pause, Mo Shangyun suppressed the little bit of guilt that came out of nowhere, raised his hand to touch his nose, and greeted the two with an unselfish look on his face.
"Instructor Yan, Instructor Zhong, what are you talking about?"
Mo Shangyun's tone was as usual, and he was suspected of being pretentious.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows slightly, his cold gaze passed over the two of them, and he was also casual, "Just finished talking, what are you two talking about?"
Zhong Tianhao snorted in his heart.
In the middle of the night, standing in the corridor, the words are so intimate, apart from falling in love, what else can we talk about
"Oh," Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly, "a friendly exchange between colleagues."
Duan Zimu: "..."
Zhong Tianhao: "…"
Yan Tianxing: "..."
They are all "zimu" one by one, but also "friendly exchanges"? !
Intuit will pull!
As soon as Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangyun's unchanging expression, he became angry.
I know that when I talk to people, no matter if there is any intention for her, they hook up with each other and call themselves brothers. They don't know how to avoid suspicion at all.
Thinking of this, Yan Tianxing was even more unhappy, and his face sank.
But soon, the gloomy and unhappy expression disappeared, and he walked over with a blank face.
When passing by Mo Shangyun, his steps paused slightly, and then he glanced lazily at Mo Shangyun, seemingly casually: "Instructor Mo, come to the office with me."
"This point?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile.
Yan Tianxing's eyes curled into a smile, with a hint of evil and bewitching, "Can't you work overtime before the lights go out?"
"...You have the final say."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun expressed his willingness.
So, Mo Shangjun just followed Yan Tianxing away, and at the same time avoided the question of Duan Zimu's "Zimu".
Zhong Tianhao stood in the same place, looked at Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun, and Duan Zimu. He always felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was weird, but he couldn't say anything specifically.
Although the army has certain requirements for "soldiers talk about love", these are all temporarily organized teams of instructors, and it seems that there are no rules and restrictions. Although Zhong Tianhao does not advocate "talking about love" within the army, but There is no reason or position to stop it. After thinking about it, I can only pretend that I don't know what to do, and turned around and entered the office door again.
This door is closed.
The next moment, the door of Yan Tianxing's office was closed.
Duan Zimu, who was abandoned, stood alone at the entrance of the stairs for a while, and finally raised his hand to take off his training hat, and walked to the third floor rather boringly.
Yan Tianxing's office.
As soon as Mo Shangjun entered the door, he heard the door slam shut, and a shadow fell over his head, with a very obvious sense of oppression.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and saw Yan Tianxing who had turned around. He was lowering his head at the moment, staring at him with deep eyes. Those eyes that could not see the end seemed to be hiding some suction, which made Mo Shang Yun's heart shrank suddenly, and it took a moment to relax.
"You're looking for me, what's the matter?"
When she came back to her senses, Mo Shangjun subconsciously raised her hand to press the brim of the hat, but as soon as her fingers touched the brim, she felt that the top of her head was empty, and the training hat was taken off.
Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand halfway, his fingers froze, and his brows twitched fiercely.
Afterwards, she raised her eyes, looked directly into Yan Tianxing's eyes, raised her brows, and put on a dangling look, "It's sour."
Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to hook her chin, and lowered his head, almost touching the tip of her nose. Every word of his seemed to be grinding out from between his teeth, low and deep, cold, but very sexy.
"The vinegar jar has been turned over, can it be sour?"
"Yan Jiao... No, Master Yan," Mo Shangyun stretched out his finger, gently removed his hand that hooked his chin, and taught earnestly, "You can't be so domineering when it comes to chasing people."
"How did An Chen chase you?"
Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand, pressed against the door behind her, leaned forward, and almost shrouded Mo Shangyun's figure in his figure.
"He can't." Mo Shangyun shook his head calmly.
"Then who can do it?"
Mo Shangyun leaned back, simply leaned on the door, kept a certain distance from Yan Tianxing, folded his arms and looked at him lazily.
With a tilt of her head, she smiled, "You."
you.
Then take it naturally.
Such straightforward words are like a direct promise, but after seeing Mo Shangyun's overly relaxed demeanor, Yan Tianxing was not happy at all.
Heart, sink a little bit.
Sure enough, Mo Shangjun spoke again, "However, Master Yan, don't you think..."
Mo Shangjun looked at Yan Tianxing's enchanting face, "It's hard for me to be nice to you when I'm like this?"
Speaking of which, Mo Shangjun was very calm, and his words revealed a "I'm here for your own good".
"What a peaceful thing, I haven't started yet, how come there are so many bad things?" Yan Tianxing frowned irritably, tapped her hand on the top of her head angrily, and then said impatiently, "I am happy or not, a word."
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For the sake of you being so considerate, the emotional scenes you want are delivered. [pushing glasses] Although, maybe, maybe, probably... ah.
I found that many people are in military training! Suddenly want to quickly write the military training plot of the next volume (?ω