Mo Shangjun is the kind of extremely restrained good-looking person. When leaving an impression on others, his temperament often outweighs his appearance.
Especially the cool energy in her every move, which was made natural by being trained in the army, creating a natural aura in her.
When she and Ding Jing went to eat rice noodles across the street, three employees in the store noticed her. Later, she came over to order milk tea, and two of the girls were so excited.
Right now, the politeness and self-cultivation displayed during small talk, and the eye-catching handsomeness in his movements can make girls' hearts flutter.
At this time, the only male employee in the store was pushed out by another female employee.
"Hello."
Suddenly bumping into Mo Shangjun's field of vision, the male staff greeted Mo Shangjun nervously.
"Is something wrong?"
Turning his head slightly, Mo Shangyun casually took a sip of milk tea with a relaxed expression.
Under her gaze, the handsome and confident male employee lowered his head unconsciously, feeling that his aura was being crushed to pieces by Mo Shangjun.
Ahhhh, how should I pursue a girl of this level? He is like a younger brother to her!
"Can you add me on WeChat?" the male staff member asked in a very embarrassed and difficult manner.
The moment he finished speaking, the male employee realized that there was no hope for him, and his whole body was like a deflated rubber ball, with his head drooping.
But what he didn't expect was that Mo Shangyun took out his mobile phone in front of him.
The male staff member blinked in surprise, feeling the light of hope shrouding him, giving him an incredible feeling.
The two girls behind him looked at each other, looking expectantly at this scene.
However, Mo Shangjun didn't even have a fingerprint to unlock it, but directly clicked on the screen.
The man's handsome face flashed on the screen. The facial lines were sharp but perfect, like a natural workmanship, carefully carved. His phoenix eyes were slightly opened, with a faint smile in his eyes. At that moment, he was captivating.
It makes people's hearts skip a beat when they see it. It looks like a monster.
She is so beautiful that there is no trace of effeminate femininity, but wildness and dominance that overflows the screen, with an indescribable "hardness".
He was lying on his side, lazy and sinister, and vaguely domineering, like an emperor dominating the world.
The male staff member was stunned and his eyes almost widened.
Mo Shangjun raised his lips and asked, "Does it look good?"
"Um!"
The male staff nodded hurriedly.
The smile on his lips deepened a little, and Mo Shangjun said, "My boyfriend."
Male staff: "..." Critical hit! He was instantly reduced to scum!
"Wow--"
"So handsome."
At this time, the two girls pushed aside the male staff and started to look at the screen like crazy.
My mother, if the light and angle were better, they would believe this picture without hesitation.
Isn’t it worth a little bit of hatred for a man who looks like this to be so good?!
Mo Shangyun smiled, accepted their compliments for Yan Tianxing, and then took another sip of milk tea.
At this moment, a figure flashed across the corner of his eye, and the smile on Mo Shangjun's face faded little by little.
She glanced at Ding Jing, who happened to be looking this way as well. She made a covert gesture to Ding Jing, and then said goodbye to the three clerks in the milk tea shop.
She walked straight towards the elevator.
*
New cross-bridge rice noodles are served on the table.
The portion that Mo Shangjun finished had already been taken away and cleaned up.
The air seemed to be soaked with anger, and the low pressure was spreading, slowly turning into a substance that hurt people.
A couple came over and wanted to sit next door, but after looking over here, they discussed it and went into the store to find a seat.
The table next door has been empty since the previous table's guests left.
"What do you mean?" Ding Jing pulled the last two mouthfuls of rice noodles into his mouth and asked Jian Shaoning after eating, "Am I still involved in a conspiracy that has been hidden for more than ten years?"
"..."
Jian Shaoning picked up a pair of rice noodles with chopsticks and was deeply shocked by Ding Jing's bottomless imagination.
After staring at Ding Jing for a moment, Jian Shaoning frowned and asked, "For example, put a secret weapon on you?"
"I'll just say it!" Ding Jing slapped the table.
"No."
Jian Shaoning strangled Ding Jing's useless fantasy very decisively and directly.
Biting the straw, Ding Jing said rather irritably: "Then what the hell do you want to do?!"
Jian Shaoning said: "I said it."
Ding Jing obviously didn't believe it, "You guys can have black intestines, how can you be so simple?!"
"..."
After looking at her, Jian Shaoning didn't say anything at all, but put the handful of rice noodles in his mouth.
It tastes pretty good.
After a while, Ding Jing said very calmly: "Why are you here and what is your purpose?"
"You are really..." After blowing the hot air from the rice noodles on her chopsticks, Jian Shaoning slightly raised her eyelids and said with some admiration, "You have always been so straight."
"..."
Taking a sip of milk tea, Ding Jing thought carefully, wondering whether his words were sentimental or sarcastic.
But soon, she realized that the two meanings were not far apart.
——These are not good words!
Ding Jing was a little angry.
However, Mo Shangyun didn't know what to do. She was the only one at the moment, and she was not sure about Jian Shaoning's combat power. In the end, the words "wait and see what happens" succeeded in overpowering her.
"I didn't bring anyone with me," Jian Shaoning said, "I just went back to my hometown for a walk."
"Ah."
Ding Jing sneered.
Jian Shaoning added: "I was born here."
"here?"
"here."
After receiving a positive answer, Ding Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.
She only knew that Jian Shaoning was from Yuncheng like them. She arrived earlier than them and was in the same situation, but she didn't know Jian Shaoning's past.
After all, there is no point in asking about these things.
Whether he is lost, trafficked, or abducted...the result is the same.
Jian Shaoning looked at Ding Jing and said, "But I have no memory of this place."
It’s weird to have memories!
She came back ten years ago, and secretly searched for her so-called "hometown" based on the few remaining dialects. As a result, she searched all the villages with similar dialects, and finally couldn't remember where her home was.
No memory at all.
But it doesn't matter, because even if she is found, no one will acknowledge her existence.
Ding Jing asked warily: "Then what are you doing here?"
"On vacation, let's go shopping." Jian Shaoning answered calmly and calmly.
Ding Jing looked around, then leaned forward slightly, "Then no one will know if I kill you now?"
"..." I couldn't help but look at her again in surprise. Jian Shaoning said slowly, "Theoretically, it's like this. However, I suggest you not to do this."
"Why?"
"Because not only is it unnecessary, it will also cause you a lot of trouble."
"..."
Ding Jing fell silent immediately.
To be honest, she really couldn't find any hostility in Jian Shaoning.
However, she also knew clearly that this guy was not a good person.
To be precise, he is someone who is completely opposite to himself.
How rare it is to encounter him without helper...
Ding Jing lamented the passing of opportunities.
Jian Shaoning was eating his own rice noodles.
*
Mo Shangjun walked up the escalator to the first floor.
The moment the young man turned a corner, he suddenly stood in front of him.
"What a coincidence?"
Staring at the young man with squinted eyes, Mo Shangyun put the hand in his pocket and held a folding knife tightly.
The young man was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a hat. His handsome face was hidden in the shadows. There was a slight astonishment between his eyebrows, but more of it revealed his unruliness from his bones.
Just from the figure alone, Mo Shangjun could only guess four to five points.
However, the moment he saw the face, Mo Shangjun made a decision.
It's him.
Baichuan paused slightly.
The figure suddenly flashed in front of him, causing him to subconsciously put on guard. However, the moment he heard the voice before seeing the person clearly, his tense nerves subconsciously relaxed a little.
Mo'er.
Bai Chuan lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. For a moment, Bai Chuan suddenly felt that he matched the figure from many years ago.
But the next moment, her eyes reflected her grown-up appearance, less childish and public, more reserved and mature.
Familiar yet unfamiliar faces.
After a two-second pause, Bai Chuan calmed down.
"Mo'er."
The familiar title still blurted out uncontrollably.
"Meet Jian Shaoning?" Mo Shangyun asked directly and simply.
As soon as she opened her mouth, the remaining daze in Baichuan disappeared without a trace.
It’s confirmed, it’s reality.
"Are you shopping here?" Bai Chuan did not answer her question directly.
"We met Jian Shaoning, alone." Mo Shangyun squinted his eyes and spoke calmly and naturally, "What a coincidence, Black Eagle and the leader of regiment S are alone."
She was testing whether Bai Chuan was related to Jian Shaoning.
Bai Chuan is also trying to figure out why she appears here.
Bai Chuan remained calm, "Really?"
However, in Mo Shangyun's eyes, this reaction was not far from a straightforward admission.
Her answer hinted that Bai Chuan was not here for official business.
Bai Chuan's answer also hinted that he knew about it.
Otherwise, given Mo Shangyun's understanding of Bai Chuan, it would be impossible for Bai Chuan to react so indifferently.