What about Ding Jing's life in the previous army?"
She knew about Ding Jing's urinary nature.
I only pick out nice things to say.
When you talk about how powerful and arrogant you are, and when you praise yourself, you can praise yourself for three days and three nights without changing your expression.
However, she remembered that Ding Jing said that he would go on some missions, most of which were related to the S regiment.
In addition, even if Ding Jing's identity is kept secret, there will always be someone in the army who knows her past, which is destined to make her different from other soldiers.
What will her life be like?
"It's a very ordinary company life," Yan Tianxing said. "It's not far from anyone else's life if you have encountered both good and evil."
After saying that, Yan Tianxing looked at her thoughtfully, "It's not as exciting as your life in the reconnaissance camp."
"You're welcome." Mo Shangjun cupped his hands, "Most people wouldn't be so wonderful."
"You're still drunk."
"Good luck is also a kind of strength, it should be tempered."
Mo Shangjun said seriously.
Yan Tianxing paused slightly.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Tianxing did not tell her that the "good luck" she thought she had and that the people she met who would indulge, protect and understand her were not due to pure luck, but to her personality charm.
This is the real strength she possesses.
"I heard that she has participated in some actual battles." Mo Shangyun asked again.
Yan Tianxing knew what she wanted to ask and said straightforwardly: "She volunteered. Ordinary army life is not suitable for her. In addition, she has strong individual combat capabilities, and sometimes she will make exceptions to participate in some operations."
However, most people who have participated in actual combat with Ding Jing will avoid Ding Jing.
Because the education Ding Jing received before was essentially different from that of the army.
She acts quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, decapitating enemies accurately and quickly, using the simplest and crudest methods, which many people cannot accept.
Ideas belong to ideas, and practice belongs to practice.
Ding Jing is a person who is accustomed to practice, and there is no gradual stage. Not everyone has her experience and reaches the point like her.
So there are very few people who can understand her.
Fortunately, Ding Jing is very open-minded and just completes the task. He doesn't care about other people's opinions and comments, and his life is pretty good.
"That--"
"Hurry up and write a review." Yan Tianxing stood up before she finished speaking, "After writing, go to the bedroom to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Tianxing walked towards the study door.
Seeing that the door was closed, Mo Shangyun didn't ask any questions and sighed.
She also knew that enough was enough. It was not easy for Yan Tianxing to tell her so much, so she simply put her thoughts away and focused on the review in front of her.
Since joining the company, I have written more and more reviews.
Mo Shangjun, who has long mastered the routines, is becoming more and more comfortable writing this stuff.
The 6,000-word review was finally successfully completed thanks to Mo Shangjun’s efforts.
Because she still couldn't hold it in until the end, she also added hundreds of words to Yan Tianxing.
I just don’t know if the words added now can be added up when writing a review next time.
After all, even if I have a lot of thoughts, my hands will be sore when I write them out...
Thinking vaguely.
Mo Shangyun felt a little sleepy. He looked down at the time and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning.
I don't know how long I can sleep.
Mo Shangjun stretched out, neatly stacked the reviews together, put the pen back into the pen holder, and then walked out of the study.
To go to the bedroom, you have to pass through the living room. When Mo Shangjun came out of the study, he thought - if she slept in the bedroom, where would Yan Tianxing sleep?
As a result, as soon as the idea came to her mind, she saw the figure on the sofa.
The lights in the living room are turned off, and there is no very bright light. Fortunately, the lights are on at night in the city. After my eyes adapt to the darkness, I can see the layout of the living room more or less clearly.
Yan Tianxing was lying on the sofa. Although the sofa looked quite spacious, with Yan Tianxing's size, it was difficult for him to lie down and even turn over.
He took a shower, changed his clothes, and covered himself with a thin blanket.
In the dim light, Yan Tianxing, who was lying on the sofa and falling into a deep sleep, lacked the usual aura of giving advice, but it surprisingly made Mo Shangyun's heart sink.
Looks a little... well, well behaved.
There is no sharpness or toughness, and it feels unusually soft when you close your eyes.
Not knowing what kind of mentality he had, Mo Shangjun suddenly lightened his steps and slowly approached Yan Tianxing.
Her movements were very gentle, and Yan Tianxing showed no signs of waking up.
She slowly squatted down in front of Yan Tianxing, and carefully looked at Yan Tianxing's peaceful sleeping face with the faint light.
With such a monster look, it would be no exaggeration to say that he is Sleeping Beauty.
However, it is better not to let him know the subtlety of such thoughts.
Inexplicably, she, who was still sleepy at first, suddenly became much more awake as she looked at Yan Tianxing's face.
Mo Shangyun just stared at Yan Tianxing's face for a while.
Finally, as if out of control, his fingers slowly moved closer to Yan Tianxing's face...
A little, a little.
Just when his fingertips felt the warm skin on his face, Yan Tianxing, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly moved.
"Master Yan."
The moment his wrist was suddenly grasped by a palm, Mo Shangyun hurriedly spoke out to prevent himself from being killed in the hands of Yan Tianxing, who was awake from his sleep.
Hearing Mo Shangjun's voice, Yan Tianxing's grip on her wrist relaxed slightly. He opened his eyes sleepily, saw Mo Shangjun squatting in front of the sofa, frowned and said: "It's late at night, you're a ghost."
Woolen cloth?"
"I've finished writing my review." Mo Shangjun said with a guilty conscience, but the seriousness on his face remained unchanged.
"Then go to bed."
Yan Tianxing let go of her hand.
I haven't had a good rest for several days, and now I suddenly woke up with a splitting headache.
"No, I just wanted to wake you up and ask you to go to bed or sofa or something. Just let the little one sleep."
"Oh?" Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes, glanced at her erratic hand suspiciously, and asked angrily, "Wake me up and poke me in the face?"
"I called you, but you didn't wake up." Mo Shangjun said seriously.
There is nothing fake about that posture.
But I felt really panicked.
In the past, there was no guarantee that Yan Tianxing would be found out if he fooled him like this, but tonight... Yan Tianxing seems to be really tired, and he may also doubt himself.
As expected, Yan Tianxing frowned and thought for a moment, but in the end he didn't ask Mo Shangyun for anything. He lifted the blanket and sat up.
"Go get a bottle of water." Yan Tianxing said.
"Refrigerator?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"Um."
Standing up, Mo Shangjun wanted to take it, but then he thought again and advised: "Drinking it cold is not good for your stomach."
"..." This is a woman who only troubles her. When did she speak in this tone?
Yan Tianxing pressed his hand between his eyebrows, feeling agitated for no reason.
Seeing Yan Tianxing's depression, Mo Shangyun's lips curved slightly, but soon she said: "I'll go look for it in the kitchen, maybe there is room temperature." (To be continued)