Of course, Mo Shangjun did nothing during the waiting time.
Five minutes was enough for her to find out the situation near the red brick house.
Although it was snowing, the snow was not thick, and they stepped on the snow covered with footprints, and Mo Shangyun walked around the neighborhood.
At the beginning, Mo Shangyun didn't talk nonsense, forcing them to act quickly, but also for fear of finding their footprints.
When touching the terrain, she noticed the location of the jeep, and found that the rear window was not closed, so within a minute, she solved the six people, and then drove the Yamaha R1 to go around a bit, still ahead of the third two people. One step to the jeep.
There are two reasons why she could not be found.
1. The other party was in a hurry and didn't have time to check the footprints.
Second, the other party has no experience. If it is Yan Tianxing, she must change the plan.
However, Yan Tianxing guessed her action plan in a short time, and also found the Yamaha R1 she lost, which was beyond her expectations.
"Change your helmet."
Yan Tianxing found it interesting, and reached out to get Mo Shangyun's helmet.
Unexpectedly, just as his hand was halfway out, Mo Shangyun's dagger took out and pressed against his back first - the piece close to his heart.
"You try?" Mo Shangyun threatened.
"..." Yan Tianxing frowned, "Who made it dirty?"
"Are you obsessed with cleanliness?" Mo Shangjun asked rhetorically.
"No."
Mo Shangjun laughed angrily, "You call it finding fault."
"Yes," Yan Tianxing nodded along with her words, "just to find fault."
After a short pause, Mo Shangjun retracted the dagger with his backhand, and then asked provocatively, "Otherwise, we will have a fight?"
Yan Tianxing's eyes swept across her right shoulder, "Are you sure your shoulders can fight?"
"… "
Mo Shangyun was speechless for a moment.
How long is this man's eyes, can you find it
Yan Tianxing chuckled, covered her goggles, and knocked on her helmet while she was not paying attention.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.
Then, I heard Yan Tianxing's voice, "Hold me tight and leave."
Mo Shangyun hesitated and grabbed his shoulder.
hotel.
When Mo Shangyun got out of the car, there was no trace of temperature on his body.
It's really cold today.
Look at the watch again, it's almost four o'clock.
Mo Shangjun glanced at Yan Tianxing who got out of the car, "How long have you asked me for leave?"
"24 hours." Yan Tianxing casually said.
In fact, he didn't say a specific time.
Mo Shangyun was dubious.
The two entered the hotel together, and it was the suite they had booked earlier.
Mo Shangjun was a little cold, so he went to get a bathrobe and took a hot bath.
When it was rare to be able to take a bath, Mo Shangyun walked out of the bathroom with a languid look in his bathrobe after a full half an hour.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yan Tianxing turned his head to look over, "It's timed out."
Mo Shangyun squinted at him, too lazy to answer.
After taking a bath, I found that my shoulders hurt even more.
That hit was really light.
Before entering the bedroom, Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something and turned around, "I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Tianxing came over with a bag.
After taking a closer look, I realized that it was medicine, and it was estimated that I had just bought it.
"Sleep after applying the medicine." Walking to her, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.
Mo Shangjun pulled the bathrobe subconsciously and replied coldly, "No need."
Yan Tianxing asked lazily, "How many days do you want to stay for the injury of your predecessor?"
"… "
Mo Shangyun hesitated for a while, and finally raised his eyes tiredly and let him go.
Reaching out to take the medicine in his hand, Yan Tianxing avoided it.
Looking at her, Yan Tianxing questioned, "Can you wipe it yourself?"
"… "
three minutes later.
Both Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing entered the bedroom.
Mo Shangyun was lying on the bed, the bathrobe on his right shoulder was torn off, revealing his smooth shoulders and half-inch arms, but his fair skin was blue and purple, which was shocking.
There is no underwear inside, which is more convenient to apply medicine, but the delicate skin and vague outline make Yan Tianxing's pupils shrink and hesitant.
"Do you still wipe it off?"
Mo Shangyun, who was about to fall asleep, asked Yan Tianxing impatiently.
Turning his head and noticing Yan Tianxing's strange expression, Mo Shangyun suddenly realized something and wanted to turn over and sit up, but Yan Tianxing's cold fingers pressed his shoulders.
"Depend on!"
Mo Shangyun felt a pain in his shoulder and cursed out a dirty word.
"to beat."
After a warning, Yan Tianxing no longer hesitated, and lowered his head to apply medicine to her.
The potion was as cold as ice, and Mo Shangyun trembled slightly when it touched the skin of her shoulders, but she soon stopped moving.
Next, Mo Shangyun remained motionless.
Yan Tianxing thought she was asleep.
After applying the medicine, Yan Tianxing wanted to put the nightgown on her, but as soon as she opened it, she noticed a few very shallow scars.
They are all stab wounds, concentrated on the back, and they should be some years old.
Mo Shangyun moved, raised his hand and grabbed the collar, put on the nightgown on his right shoulder, and sat up.
"Where did the injury come from?" Yan Tianxing stared at her.
Mo Shangjun looked at him with an indifferent expression, "Do you think that my skills are innate?"
Yan Tianxing's eyes moved slightly.
Skills are of course learned, but ordinary people don't practice martial arts since childhood.
The wound on Mo Shangyun's back was very light, at least ten years had passed.
Before he could speak, Mo Shangjun lifted the quilt, turned over, and lay down on the bed.
"Don't call me in the morning."
Mo Shangyun didn't open his eyes, he reminded lazily, and then he turned sideways and fell asleep.
I haven't slept for nearly 24 hours. I have practiced for a few hours in the morning, prepared for the party, served as the host of the party, and participated in an operation where one enemy is more than one. It is no wonder that I am not tired.
She just wanted a good night's sleep.
Whoever stops it, she estimates that she can stab someone.
Yan Tianxing didn't bother her.
He closed the curtains and walked out of the bedroom.
nine in the morning.
Mo Shangyun opened his eyes suddenly.
After sleeping for less than five hours, there was no sound in the room, but her body's habits obviously did not allow her to continue sleeping.
The moment he opened his eyes, he was completely awake.
Mo Shangyun sat up, but her right shoulder was still in severe pain. She moved a little and felt the pain eased, and then stepped on her slippers and got out of bed.
As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw Yan Tianxing sitting on the sofa.
He was peeling an apple, holding a fruit knife, moving very quickly, half way through, the skin was not broken, even and thin.
Mo Shangyun stopped and looked at him lazily.
The curtains were drawn in the bedroom, and it was very dark. It was different here. It snowed all night, the sky was gray, and the light filtered through the window. Yan Tianxing seemed to have a layer of dark light. He lowered his head and looked focused. , a little pleasing taste.
Yan Tianxing had already noticed her existence.
It wasn't until the apple was peeled that he raised his head, "Morning."
"Is there anything to eat?" Mo Shangyun walked over.
Yan Tianxing replied, "No."
Mo Shangyun shrugged, took the military uniform that he had put on the sofa, which had been washed, and turned around to wash and change his clothes.
Five minutes later, Mo Shangyun walked out full of energy.
"I don't care what you eat, do you give it away?" Mo Shangjun straightened his military hat and asked Yan Tianxing.
"It's all."
Yan Tianxing replied, put the cut apples in the fruit bowl, put a few toothpicks, and handed them over.
Mo Shangyun lowered his head and glanced at the apple pieces that were cut into the same size.
Then, he frowned in disgust.
"waste time."
After making a comment, Mo Shangyun inserted an apple with a toothpick and put it in his mouth and took a bite.
Toss out a flower, the taste is not the same.
"It's called enjoying life." Yan Tianxing answered slowly.
Mo Shangyun ate a piece of it, but then he threw the toothpick in the trash and asked him with a slanted eye, "How about breakfast?"
"Answer me a question." Yan Tianxing said leisurely.
"No answer."
"Then there is nothing to eat."
"… "
059. Inquire about your ex