Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Chapter 688

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The person who followed Shi Xiang was also an acquaintance, and the familiarity of this person surprised Mo Shangyun.

A woman with elegant temperament, in her early twenties, wearing a knee-length floral dress, white canvas shoes, a sun hat, and a beautiful big wave curling down, elegant temperament, among the uniforms that come and go. Very conspicuous.

license.

The rival in love that Liang Zhiqiong specially pulled to see him last time is also Peng Yuqiu's current girlfriend and permission.

In the blink of an eye, both the time item and the permission came to them.

"It's you?"

Permit stopped, glanced at him, and looked at Mo Shangyun impressively. After knocking a few times, his expression was a little surprised.

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes.

I have only met once, does this person remember her

There was a trace of discomfort in her heart, but Mo Shangyun was calm and looked at her suspiciously, "Who are you?"

After permitting a meal, there was a little confusion in his eyes, and he smiled at Mo Shangyun, "Maybe I have recognized the wrong person."

"Her Xu Qin's sister, came to find her." Shi Xiang introduced.

"Oh..." Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun asked with a smile, "Can I visit relatives now?"

Shi Xiang's expression froze, a little embarrassed, but he still explained: "I came in in the name of my friend."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun nodded and didn't care too much about him.

Since she can bring people in, it proves that Shixiang and Xueyi know each other. Of course, Xueying is Liang Zhiqiong's rival in love, not hers, and she doesn't want to explore the relationship between Shixiang and Xueyi.

He tilted his head and glanced at Ruan Yan, seeing that his expression was indifferent and did not intend to greet Shi Xiang politely, Mo Shangyun stood up from his seat.

"We're done eating, let's go first."

After Mo Shangyun finished speaking, he picked up his leftover plate.

At the same time, Ruan Yan also picked up his bowl, got up, and didn't even look at Shi Xiang during the period.

"Aren't you going to talk to him?"

Before leaving, seeing Shi Xiang's not-so-good face, Mo Shangyun walked out a distance and joked with Ruan Yan.

"I don't know." Ruan Yan said lightly.

"… "

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows speechlessly.

Judging from Shi Xiang's expression, he definitely met Ruan Yan today.

Putting the bowl where it should be placed, Mo Shangjun and Ruan Yan walked out of the cafeteria together.

Mo Shangyun looked down at her watch, it was almost seven o'clock, she had to go straight to the training ground.

"Where do you live?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Building 11." Ruan Yan replied, paused, and asked her, "How about you?"

Mo Shangyun gave him a sideways look, "Building 10, 602."

"602?" Ruan Yan paused slightly.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.

"Oh."

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, feeling that there was some information.

"602." Ruan Yan said sincerely.

"what?"

Mo Shangyun couldn't help laughing.

It's really... fate.

However, things like magical fate can just bring the distance closer.

I didn't continue to chat with Ruan Yan, Ruan Yan was going to have a meeting at night, and Mo Shangjun was going to military training, so the two separated after walking for a long time.

Mo Shangjun stepped on the dot and arrived at the training ground.

From 7:00 to 7:30, it is still the daily training, and from 7:30 to 9:00 is the singing time.

In the daily training in the evening, Mo Shangjun explained to them the method of straddling and stopping and turning (turn left [right], turn backward, and turn left [right] half-face).

As for the analysis of standard movements, Mo Shangyun always comes with his mouth open, and all requirements for them are carried out in strict accordance with the movement standards.

After a long period of military posture and running, these freshmen have gradually become more obedient. They are very serious about transferring law between standing and stopping. After half an hour, they all learned the same way.

However, Chu Feiyin, who was still worried about the 'slow progress', was relieved to see Mo Shangyun taught these movements within half an hour.

However, after seeing that the other platoons were already teaching the right steps, Chu Feiyin raised her heart again.

It's better to catch up with the progress quickly.

Chu Feiyin thought anxiously, quietly watching Mo Shangyun who was calmly shouting the password.

As soon as he stopped the training of the inter-turn method, Mo Shangyun shouted for about half an hour, his throat was a little hoarse, and it was very uncomfortable.

She usually leads soldiers, and after a day, she doesn't necessarily say so many words - and this kind of password has to be shouted loudly, and it is difficult to mention the momentum of this group of recruits in a normal tone.

"Mo Fulian, are you tired?"

Taking advantage of his time to rest, Xiang Yongming came over with a smile on his face.

The computer department is next door, Xiang Yongming doesn't need to go too far, and because he is close, he has long heard Mo Shangyun's voice hoarse.

Mo Shangyun gave him a cold look.

"Come here, drink some water first to moisten your throat." Xiang Yongming took out a bottle of mineral water from behind and handed it to Mo Shangyun diligently, "I'll give you the password."

"Instructor Xiang, do you like Instructor Mo?"

Du Xiangxiang, who was standing in the first row, shouted.

When she shouted like this, the others followed suit, and the originally quiet team became lively.

"Yeah, just confess if you like it!"

"Instructor Xiang, you have left your platoon several times today, just to help Instructor Mo get ahead, we can all see it!"

"Instructor Mo doesn't know it's so secretive!"

Xiang Yongming looked at this group of ignorant boys, angrily, but when he turned his head, he saw Mo Shangyun drinking water slowly, and he didn't react at all.

Taking a step back, Mo Shangjun asked for his opinion, "Mo Fulian, look..."

"Go on."

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile, raised his chin slightly, and motioned him not to dawdle.

who has the head—

Go to hell!

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