The phone ringing sounded in the empty office, extremely harsh.
Mo Shangyun looked around inside, but did not see Lang Yan. After entering, he closed the door and then walked to his desk.
Picked up the phone and said, "Hello."
"Go downstairs." The voice was cold, simple and decisive, leaving no possibility of questioning.
Click, the phone was hung up.
Mo Shangjun was a little confused. He looked at the phone in his hand and frowned.
Mo Shangyun would never forget the man's highly identifiable voice after hearing it once. However, she had already put that issue behind her, and she really didn't expect that this man actually came.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun put down the phone and went out, but instead of going downstairs in a hurry, he came to the corridor and scanned down.
A familiar-looking jeep was parked downstairs, but other than that, nothing unusual was seen.
With a slight curve on his lips, Mo Shangjun clapped his hands and went downstairs.
As soon as he arrived at the car, Mo Shangjun saw clearly what was going on inside through the open window.
An officer was sitting in the driving position, with a three-star rating, young and handsome. He was winking at her. Mo Shangjun only glanced at her twice before his eyes shifted to the seat behind him.
The man sat on the other side, his slender legs crossed lazily, and his silhouette was as deep and handsome as a sculpture. He was not wearing a military uniform, but put on casual clothes, a long black windbreaker, open, revealing the inside.
A white shirt, the combination of black and white adds a bit of elegance, but the man's aura is becoming more and more blurred, and the feeling of indifference and alienation that cannot be easily approached is very strong.
"Come in."
After waiting for a few seconds, he saw her standing quietly outside, and the man spoke in a deep voice, still in a commanding tone.
Mo Shangjun opened the back seat door and sat directly in.
"Sir, I only need half an hour." Before the car drove off, Mo Shangjun reminded him with emphasis.
The man turned his head and glanced at her lightly, "I asked for leave for you."
After being speechless for a while, Mo Shangjun asked, "How long?"
The man looked away and did not answer her.
At this time, Mucheng, who was acting as the driver, had already started the car and drove the jeep towards the base gate.
"Sir..." Mo Shangyun was about to speak again.
"My name is Yan Tianxing." The man interrupted her coldly.
"So?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked.
The man glanced at her, his seductive eyes full of determination, "Change your name."
"..." Mo Shangyun's face froze, and after a while, he shouted naturally, "Brother Xing."
Yan Tianxing paused slightly, frowning, and his eyes swept over her face. For some reason, the temperature in the car suddenly dropped a lot.
"Where are we going?" Mo Shangyun asked directly, ignoring his emotions.
"Eat." Yan Tianxing spoke concisely.
"What to eat?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes lazily.
"hot pot."
"good."
As soon as he responded, Mo Shangyun took off his hat, untied his belt, and then raised his slender fingers to unbutton his coat with a tired look on his face.
Halfway through the solution, Mo Shangyun noticed the looking eyes of the people beside him.
He raised his eyes leisurely and met those eyes.
Yan Tianxing looked at her openly and openly, and when he saw her eyes glancing at her with a hidden smile, the cold and lazy look on her eyebrows faded a bit, and was replaced by an obvious hint.
"Sir, I have a good style of work." He straightened his back and said seriously.
"I can't tell."
Lazily looking away, Yan Tianxing replied quietly, with a deep and pleasant voice.
"That's right," Mo Shangjun agreed, lowered his head and continued to unbutton, but replied with a hint of meaning, "You are superficial."
"Ahem..."
While driving, Mu Cheng coughed suddenly and leaned on the steering wheel while the light was red. He glanced at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye and accidentally saw Yan Tianxing's calm expression, which almost frightened him again.
Darling, what kind of medicine has the captain taken today to not get angry at being "personally insulted"?
When the car started again, Mo Shangjun had already taken off his jacket.
She was wearing a winter training uniform, which was only a two-piece suit. She could have added clothes inside, but Mo Shangjun found it troublesome and had limited mobility, so she only wore a two-piece suit.
He was wearing camouflage short-sleeves, and the car window was open. The cold wind blew in and brushed against his skin, causing a shiver.
"Your clothes..." Mo Shangyun moved to the right, closer to Yan Tianxing, looked at his coat while prolonging his voice, and said bluntly, "It's useless."
After glancing at her, Yan Tianxing raised his left hand, grabbed the collar and threw it up. The windbreaker flew directly towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and smiled. He waved his hand upward and took the half-empty clothes in his hand to avoid the fate of being smashed.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids and watched her unceremoniously put on the windbreaker. His eyes paused slightly, and then he couldn't help but smile.
Among the girls, Mo Shangjun, who is 1.7 meters tall, is not short, but she has no fat on her body, her frame is small, and she has a well-proportioned figure. Yan Tianxing's long windbreaker was loose on her body. Fortunately, she put her hands around her chest and wrapped the clothes
It's very tight, and the sense of violation is not obvious.
"I'll take a nap."
Turning up his collar to cover most of his face, Mo Shangyun turned his head to the left and closed his eyes to fall asleep as soon as he finished speaking.
She only slept for two hours last night, and she practiced with them all morning. After Mo Shangjun relaxed, she was indeed a little tired, and she fell asleep after a while.
Yan Tianxing also ignored her.
only--
When Mo Shangyun's head hit his shoulder, Yan Tianxing's attention had to be diverted.
Mo Shangyun, who was originally leaning to the other side, turned around at some point and sat close to him, seemingly leaning on his shoulder "naturally".
Yan Tianxing looked at her.
Her short hair was a little messy after wearing a hat, and a few strands of hair hung down on her smooth and full forehead. Her skin was fair, as if it had not been exposed to any wind or rain. With her eyes closed, she looked less cunning and more peaceful.
This woman looks nothing like someone who has been in the army.
The windbreaker that she had wrapped tightly before was loosened a lot due to one hand letting go and hanging down. The collar was open. As soon as her eyes passed by, she could see her white neck and vaguely visible collarbone...
Yan Tianxing withdrew his gaze.
At this time, Mucheng sat upright, looked straight ahead, and drove honestly.
"Close the window." Yan Tianxing ordered, but his voice was lowered.
"yes."
Mu Cheng responded decisively.
With great skill, he raised all the windows and even turned on the air conditioner thoughtfully.
Mo Shangjun was awakened by the heat all his life.
When she woke up and found herself leaning against Yan Tianxing, she didn't pay special attention to it, but immediately opened the car window.
She was a little cold when she slept, but the air conditioning temperature was set so high that these two men could not bear it.
Mu Cheng wisely turned off the air conditioner, but before he could decide whether to open the window, they arrived at their destination.
When Mo Shangjun got out of the car, he looked up at the sign of the store. It was really a hot pot restaurant.
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