Mo Shangjun followed Yan Tianxing, half a step behind, and wrapped his windbreaker tightly around his body, completely covering up the traces of the camouflage uniform, leaving only a pair of combat boots.
Although he was looked at by the waiter, at least his identity was not revealed.
Yan Tianxing booked a private room. Judging from the decoration level of the store, it was obviously high-end. As a soldier, he would be criticized for being in a place like this at will.
The private room was large enough to accommodate more than ten people. Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and glanced across the long table. Finally, he found the nearest seat and prepared to sit down.
"come over."
As soon as I pulled the chair out, I heard two words coldly.
Mo Shangjun looked intently and saw Yan Tianxing standing opposite him, two positions to the right, staring at him coldly.
Reluctantly, Mo Shangyun had no choice but to obey his orders, move two places to the right and sit directly opposite Yan Tianxing.
At this time, Yan Tianxing finally withdrew his gaze.
The waiter said nothing and handed the menu to the two of them.
Yan Tianxing almost didn't order, but Mo Shangyun checked all the boxes, showing no mercy in the face of the horrifyingly high prices. She completely ignored the thrifty rules of the military.
After ordering, the waiter left.
After pouring himself a cup of tea, Mo Shangyun was about to drink it when he suddenly thought of something and raised his eyebrows and looked across, "Sir, is this not public money?"
"No." Yan Tianxing looked directly at her and answered simply and decisively.
Mo Shangjun drank the tea with peace of mind.
Putting down the tea cup, Mo Shangyun rested his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, and sat upright as usual.
"Sir, if you have anything to say, you can say it first."
Mo Shangjun regained his leisurely expression and looked more serious.
"Cell phone." Yan Tianxing said quietly.
Mo Shangjun was startled and noticed that his eyes were lingering on the windbreaker. He immediately reacted and reached into the pocket of the windbreaker. Not only did he find his mobile phone, but also his wallet.
There were three black threads hanging from his forehead. Mo Shangjun hesitated for a moment and just took out his phone.
However, before she handed the phone to Yan Tianxing, she heard his voice again, "Mobile phone number."
He only focused on the key points and did not give detailed instructions. Fortunately, Mo Shangjun was not low in emotional intelligence and could understand the meaning. After a while, he saved his number in his mobile phone.
"Call over." Just as he was about to put the phone down, he heard Yan Tianxing's next instruction.
Putting his finger on the screen, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Finish."
"Go back and save." Yan Tianxing issued the last instruction.
"Can you harass me?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes.
"I don't mind."
Leaning on the back of the chair, Yan Tianxing said lazily.
Mo Shangjun gently raised her lips and pressed the dial button. Afterwards, prompted by Yan Tianxing's eyes, she put the phone back in her pocket.
With such little effort, the waiter brought all the dishes to the table.
As soon as Mo Shangjun took the chopsticks, he started to put vegetables into the hot pot. After they were cooked, he started eating, not bothering to be reserved for the sake of face.
Contrary to her, Yan Tianxing only occasionally moved his chopsticks and spent most of his time looking at her.
"How much do you know about assessment."
It wasn't until the end of the hot pot meal that Yan Tianxing got to the main topic.
"Not much." Mo Shangyun put all the meat in the hot pot onto the plate and answered absentmindedly.
"For example?" Yan Tianxing asked.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Shangyun paused and looked up at Yan Tianxing with a more serious expression.
"The reconnaissance battalion often has large and small assessments, and the military region also holds regular exercises. There is no need to suddenly conduct an unconventional assessment. Moreover, there is no comparison between different military services." Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun's eyebrows were dyed with a smile, "
Those who have military ranks and can be called captains have a small chance of being called others... So, the special forces choose young people?"
The analysis is all right.
Yan Tianxing did not show any surprise.
"You're not interested?" Yan Tianxing asked with interest.
"More or less," Mo Shangyun shrugged, "You know, I just came to the reconnaissance camp, and I shouldn't leave in the next two years."
There are indeed many people who flock to the special forces, but Mo Shangyun is not among them.
She grew up in a military camp, and due to her family connections, Mo Shangyun had a lot of contact with the special forces. Things she was accustomed to were naturally unattractive when placed in front of her.
"Come here." Yan Tianxing said suddenly.
"..." Mo Shangyun looked at him inexplicably.
Meeting her gaze, Yan Tianxing emphasized, "This is an order."
The military rank is one level higher, and it can crush people to death.
After a moment's hesitation, Mo Shangyun stood up and walked around the long table towards Yan Tianxing.
As soon as she reached Yan Tianxing's side, the man stood up. His tall and straight figure blocked the light, and the shadow cast by him dimmed her vision. She subconsciously wanted to step back to restore her vision clearly.
However, as soon as she took a step back, a hand slipped into the windbreaker jacket, and the next moment, a broad and strong palm was pressed against her waist.
As soon as he exerted force with his hands, Mo Shangjun leaned forward.
Yan Tianxing put his other hand through her hair, held her head, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Perhaps the smell of male hormones was too strong, and Mo Shangyun was dazed for a moment, but the lingering tenderness between her lips and teeth quickly attracted her attention.
She opened her eyes wide and met those captivating eyes, which were heart-stopping for no reason.
Flirting is flirting, and concepts and experiences are different. This sudden move made Mo Shangyun a little nervous, but after all, he can learn anything. Losing the ability to think in the brain does not mean that the habits engraved in his bones have also been suppressed.
Hugging the man with his backhand, Mo Shangyun began to seize the initiative. However, the enemy was too strong and fierce, and he was helplessly suppressed.
At the moment of beauty, they have long forgotten what it means to resist, but Mo Shangjun's initiative inadvertently deepened the kiss. The two people's breaths intertwined, and they purely collided, just like plundering each other. The gentle and lingering kiss was fierce and crazy in the end.
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The moment he let go, fresh air poured into his lungs. Mo Shangjun took a deep breath, his face flushed with crimson.
Inadvertently raising his eyes, that handsome statue-like face came into view. For some reason, at that moment, four words flashed in Mo Shangyun's mind -
Male, lustful, wrong person!
Yan Tianxing let go of her waist, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and slowly adjusted her collar.
After that, he lifted Mo Shangjun's chin, his eyes fell on the bright red lips, and his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "What now?"
"I'll consider it."
Mo Shangyun tugged at the corner of his mouth and found that the corner of his lip hurt a little.
"how long?"
"You're such a pervert..." Mo Shangyun raised her slender fingers and touched the corner of her mouth gently. She couldn't hide the disgust on her face, "I'll give you three points at best."
Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun pushed his hand away, then raised his hands and helped him straighten the collar of his shirt.
"I'm free on the weekend."
Looking at the neatly arranged collar, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and looked at Yan Tianxing calmly.
However, Yan Tianxing did not pay attention to what she said next. He narrowed his eyes, danger and murderous intent spread in his eyebrows, "Only three points?"
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