"You're famous."
Yan Tianxing said it close to her ear, her tone was low and sultry, and her breath was ambiguous.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun, who was obsessed with data, nodded perfunctorily.
She adjusted two items.
"Your soldiers are not suitable for such high-intensity training." Yan Tianxing said lightly in her ear after glancing at her focused screen.
"Then I'll change it..." Mo Shangyun planned to listen to the opinions of the seniors, but before the last word 'change' was finished, her thoughts suddenly detached from the training plan, her dark and bright eyes blinked, she stared at Looking at Yan Tianxing on the side, "Did you just say I'm famous?"
"Um."
Sitting upright, Yan Tianxing looked at the TV in front of the advertisement and responded a little unhappily.
His promise is not as attractive as the two figures.
However, what greeted him was not Mo Shangyun's appeasement, but Mo Shangjun's hand.
She put the back of her hand on Yan Tianxing's forehead.
Xu Shi had been in the air-conditioned room for a long time, and Mo Shangyun's fingers were a little cold.
Yan Tianxing didn't move her, but raised his eyelids unbearably, staring coolly at Mo Shangyun who was approaching from the side.
Mo Shangjun probed for a moment, feeling that he was fine, and finally took his hand back and estimated, "I'll just assume you don't have a fever."
Mo Shangjun sat back and continued to deal with his training plan.
"That's it?" Yan Tianxing's brows twitched.
She had been chasing her for a month, but she agreed, but she didn't say anything at all
"Oh." Mo Shangyun seemed to have regained his senses, turned his head, glanced at Yan Tianxing carefully, then stretched out his left hand, hooked Yan Tianxing's neck, leaned over to place a kiss on the corner of his lips, and then He moved away, patted his shoulder with his hand around his neck, and said, "Wait until I'm done."
have to.
As soon as the relationship was established, Mo Shangyun had evolved into a perfunctory 'scumbag'. The previous affection, sincerity, and sincerity were all fake.
fake!
Therefore, since Mo Shangyun is so reserved, Yan Tianxing can only do it himself.
Holding Mo Shangyun's waist, pulling him directly into his arms, and then clasping her shoulders, Yan Tianxing deepened her understated kiss.
Mo Shangyun's mind was full of data, and he was finally swept away.
The gentle and lingering kiss, gentle and intense, without anyone's rejection or resistance, the ambiguous breath spread in the air, the temperature in the room slowly rose, the cold air from the air conditioner could not be concealed, and the sound of the TV seemed to be bit by bit. zoom out.
"Buzz-buzz-"
The phone's voice rang untimely.
Not a message, but a phone call.
"Buzz-buzz-"
The two were forced to stop, and during the pause, they stared at each other.
They were so close that they could even feel each other's breath, their eyes were filled with emotion, and then they gradually regained clarity when their eyes met.
Yan Tianxing rubbed Mo Shangyun's hair a little irritably.
—It’s Mo Shangyun’s cell phone.
"Remember to turn it off next time." Yan Tianxing urged helplessly.
Mo Shangjun touched her nose and kept a certain distance from Yan Tianxing, but when she came back to her senses, she found that the bathrobe had been untied, and when she lowered her head, spring was looming.
Realizing what, she stared at Yan Tianxing with warning, but Yan Tianxing didn't see any guilty conscience, but looked at her very frankly.
Mo Shangyun silently sorted out the bathrobe.
Then, turned to get the still buzzing phone.
She threw the phone on the sofa and placed it next to the laptop. When she picked it up, she saw two words—
"Mo Cang".
It's really my father, I picked this time to call.
Mo Shangyun nodded to answer.
"dad."
Mo Shangjun handed the phone to his ear and shouted.
Then, at Yan Tianxing's suggestion, he turned on the phone for hands-free.
"Blind date with Feng Fan at noon tomorrow?" Mo Cang still didn't say a word of nonsense.
Suddenly, Mo Shangyun felt a cold gaze spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
She glanced at Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with a half-smile.
Mo Shangyun's head is big.
"I asked you something."
Mo Cang, who didn't wait for an answer, urged him.
"Well." Mo Shangyun replied hesitantly.
She planned to meet, but they understood it as a blind date... Life, how could there be no misunderstanding
"Behave well." Mo Cang urged seriously.
Feeling a cold air slowly approaching, Mo Shangyun coughed lightly and asked, "What if I don't like him?"
"How do you know if you like it or not?!" Mo Cang asked back.
"What if?" Mo Shangyun continued to ask.
"Then slowly cultivate feelings," Mo Cang said. "If it doesn't work, then change to something else."
"… Oh."
Mo Shangyun responded slowly.
Since it is not necessary to seal the sail, it does not matter.
"Anyway, everyone is fine, it can't be Yan Tianxing!" Mo Cang put down his words and hung up the phone.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
Slowly regaining his senses, Mo Shangjun looked at his phone, and then at Yan Tianxing beside him.
Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched.
'It can't be Yan Tianxing', what does it mean
"A feud." Mo Shangjun patted his shoulder sympathetically, then stood up, took the charger to charge, and sighed with emotion, "The task is heavy... far away."
"… "
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I heard that today's winter solstice, (*/ω╲*) The bottle family is not this festival.
Happy winter solstice.
I sent a red envelope, and the rush started at 12:30. If I didn't get it yesterday, I can go today.
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