221, study [01] Yan Ye, listen to my explanation! I don't listen, I don't listen!
When Yan Tianxing came out of the shower, he heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone in the drawer.
With a white towel on his head, Yan Tianxing walked to the desk, hooked his fingers out of the drawer, and took out his cell phone.
The screen lit up, it was a message from Ji Zhou.
Ji Zhouyan team.
Ji Zhou[picture]
Captain Mo caught the photo of Ji Zhou's friend, and the person with him looked familiar.
look familiar?
Immediately, Yan Tianxing leaned aside and tapped his slender fingers to enter WeChat and click on the picture.
He recognized the two figures that turned into ashes.
With just one look at Mo Shangjun's clothes and profile, he could determine Mo Shangjun's identity.
As for that thing next to it...
All the miscellaneous emotions condensed into one, and in the end, thousands of words could only be reduced to two words: "Fuck."
Suddenly, I remembered the words Mo Shangjun blurted out during those days of business trip——
"You need to change your temper. We young people find it boring when we fall in love with you..."
You are 'boring' with him, how can you chat with the 'young' Bai Chuan when you meet him in the mall?
My good mood was completely ruined by such a sudden photo.
After looking at it for a while, Yan Tianxing frowned, exited WeChat and entered the address book. After searching for a name, he clicked to call.
The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.
"It's strange that you can call me so late at night." A slightly teasing male voice came from the phone.
"..."
Yan Tianxing frowned even more tightly.
"What's the matter?" Guessing that he was about to hang up, the other party asked quickly.
After a long pause, Yan Tianxing asked, "How to make little girls not feel bored?"
"Pfft," the person on the other end of the phone chuckled, and then asked, "That fierce little wildcat from last year?"
"..."
Yan Tianxing thought for a moment and remembered what he was referring to.
Then, he hummed.
"Brother," the other party said earnestly, "With your skin, your identity, and your experience, there are a lot of girls waiting in line for you. Just the last time you came back to show your face, more than a dozen of them asked me for your contact information.
.Don’t think about it for a moment. If you can’t get it for more than a year, you either have your heart set on it or you really can’t get along with it. You’d better give up. Boredom and other things are just excuses..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Yan Tianxing cut off the phone.
Asking him for questions is like being mentally ill.
I wiped the water drops on my neck with a towel, and within a few seconds, a call came on my cell phone. This time it was an unknown number.
"Hello."
"It's hard to guard against it. I changed my cell phone."
The man is nearly thirty years old, and his tone is somewhat proud.
Surprisingly childish.
Yan Tianxing "..." was too lazy to respond to him.
The old man on the other side said in a genuine voice, "For someone as picky as you, I don't think it will be easy to meet a satisfied little wild cat -"
Yan Tianxing said in a deep voice, "I will take her back to meet her parents next month."
"...You already have it, why are you asking?"
"I don't mind pampering her to the heavens."
"..."
What a wife slave!
After taking a shower, Mo Shangyun yawned and rolled onto the bed.
For her and Ding Jing, the iron ladder in the middle was just a decoration and was rarely used.
As soon as he lifted up the quilt, Mo Shangyun heard the sound of the door being pushed open.
"Damn it, your mother Zhao is so annoying."
Ding Jing complained as he walked in.
Putting his elbows on the bed board, Mo Shangyun looked down doubtfully, "What?"
Ding Jing stood next to the bed, facing her, showing a pair of bright black eyes, "You said you did the same, why are you teasing her? After she knew that you and Captain Yan were dating, she almost doubted life, and she has been
Think about whether it is because you are too crazy and just make assumptions."
Mo Shangyun said a little funny, "That's not true. She thought wrong from the beginning..."
She was just going with the flow.
Unexpectedly, Baili Zhao believed in this matter.
"Fuck you!"
Ding Jing didn't believe it at all, but rolled his eyes at her.
She had just been pulled by Baili Zhao and questioned repeatedly for less than half an hour.
It's more uncomfortable than practicing hard for half an hour.
I almost knocked Baili Zhao out because he couldn't think about it for a moment.
Now that I was exhausted both physically and mentally, I was too lazy to talk to Mo Shangyun, so I turned around and walked to the closet, took out my clothes and planned to take a shower.
Mo Shangyun smiled and lay down to sleep without any worries.
The next day, early morning.
Even though he didn't sleep for long, the quality of his sleep was good, and Mo Shangjun felt refreshed after waking up.
It was not time for morning exercises and the wake-up call was not sounded, so Mo Shangjun stretched himself out of bed.
Ding Jing woke up when she heard some movement. She lay on the edge of the bed, yawned and asked Mo Shangjun, who was bending over to tie her shoelaces, "Why are you going so early?"
"Let's have a set meal." Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "Would you like to join us?"
Squinting his eyes slightly, Ding Jing said sleepily, "I want to do morning exercise."
"That's the amount?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows.
"..."
Fuck, I’m so excited!
Lifting the quilt, Ding Jing stood up like a carp and jumped out of bed.
Mo Shangyun felt a gust of wind blowing down from the top of his head, which made him feel a little chilly.
She turned her head slightly and glanced at the sky outside the balcony.
The sky was dark and quiet, and the wind blowing into the dormitory was wrapped in a hint of coolness.
The weather is getting cooler.
…
Because of this understatement, Ding Jing successfully joined Mo Shangjun's set team.
Mo Shangjun's morning training package is very cumbersome. One process takes four or five hours, which is much higher than during the assessment training period.
——After Ding Jing once practiced with Mo Shangyun, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mo Shangyun was so relaxed in basic projects when facing assessment training.
Mo Shangyun's training level is really scary.
At around nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing finished training. They were sweating profusely and their training uniforms were soaked with sweat.
When Ding Jing followed Mo Shangjun towards the cafeteria, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and twisted them, and the sweat soaked in his clothes fell down in drops. The two people passing by were so frightened that they murmured whether they had gone swimming.
Ding Jing looked confused.
Mo Shangjun chuckled silently.
As always, Mo Shangjun sneaked into the kitchen with ease.
Squad leader Zhang caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, without even looking at her, he raised his hand and grabbed the bag next to him, and threw it directly towards Mo Shangyun.
"Thank you, monitor Zhang!"
"Thank you, Brother Zhang!"
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing thanked each other one after the other.
Hearing the name from behind, Squad Leader Zhang paused slightly, turned around and looked this way. Ding Jing's heart trembled, and he quickly grabbed Mo Shangjun's wrist and ran out of the operation room in a hurry.
"You are a bitch, are you still afraid?"
After walking out of the operation room, Mo Shangjun opened the plastic bag and rolled his eyes at Ding Jing.
Ding Jing was helpless, "Didn't I just remember that I had to rely on him to eat the roast chicken after I finished talking?"
Mo Shangjun took out two copies from the bag and handed one to Ding Jing.
On their way to training, they had to pass by the cooking class. This was deliberately arranged by Mo Shangjun.
The cooking class always gets up earlier than others. Generally speaking, they all get up after Mo Shangjun warms up at the training ground. So Mo Shangjun will come over when passing by and tell them to leave a breakfast for himself.
, when will I ask for it?
In the previous few times, the breakfast Mo Shangjun received was cold. After a while, the breakfast became hot and there were more varieties. It was basically the same as what was eaten in the cafeteria at seven o'clock.
Some care and moisturizing is silent, but it is all real warmth.
"There are still moon cakes today!"
Ding Jing opened the paper bag and took out a paper-wrapped mooncake in surprise.
It's not big, just a little bigger than an egg, and the dough is different from ordinary mooncakes.
Because together with the hot breakfast, the mooncakes are also warm.
Mo Shangjun took a look at it and said, "It should be the mooncakes made by the cooking class."
While she was talking, Ding Jing had already taken a bite. Her mouth was full of oil, sweet and chewy, and it was so delicious that she squinted her eyes.
The dough is very thin, almost filled with fillings, and the fillings are also wrapped with egg yolk.
One bite, and it's so fragrant that you almost bite your tongue.
"Brother, are there any more mooncakes?!" Ding Jing couldn't wait to rush to the door of the operation room and poked his head inside, "I'll give you breakfast in exchange!"
Squad Leader Zhang, who had finished handling the matter, walked towards him. Seeing Ding Jing's fawning look on his face, he snorted slightly and walked past Ding Jing with an arrogant expression.
Things are rare and valuable.
It would be nice to give them one of the mooncakes he made.
Let them talk all day long about how good the cooking team of the men's team next door is.
If it's good, go find them.
Ding Jing "..."
I feel a strong sense of arrogance.
…
The mooncakes are indeed delicious.
Mo Shangjun did not go directly to Squad Leader Zhang for mooncakes like Ding Jing did, but instead asked for the recipe in a roundabout way, but Squad Leader Zhang sent him away with a bag of mooncakes.
On the condition that he wash Mo Shangjun's clothes for a week, Ding Jing snatched two of them from Mo Shangjun, and then ran away with breakfast.
The breakfast was delicious, and so were the mooncakes. Mo Shangjun was in a good mood. After breakfast, he carried the mooncakes and walked into the office building.
When he arrived at the door, he found that the door was open. When he looked inside, he saw Yan Tianxing sitting on the sofa with a serious look on his face.
Wear casual clothes.
Well, I was flipping through the book "Man-Han Banquet" she put on the coffee table.
She saw this book when she was wandering in the library two days ago. She thought it was quite interesting at the time. She thought of the "Manchu-Han banquet" that Yan Tianxing owed her, so she borrowed it.
Glancing at the figure at the door of Mo Shangjunchu, Yan Tianxing threw the book casually on the coffee table, then said with a slightly cold face, "Where did it go?"
"Does this need to be reported?" Mo Shangyun was surprised.
With slightly cold eyes, Yan Tianxing asked in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"
"Isn't it still early?"
Mo Shangjun glanced at the rising sun.
It was warm, and just by sensing the temperature, I knew it was not more than ten o'clock.
Can she still chat with Yan Tianxing for a whole day?
Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Shangjun walked into the office.
As a result, after walking a few steps, I felt the temperature in the office drop suddenly, getting colder and colder as I went inside. My spine couldn't stop trembling and I felt goosebumps.
Although I don’t know why Yan Tianxing had such a big reaction, Mo Shangyun still had a certain amount of patience not long after "reuniting", so he coughed lightly and walked over, handing over the mooncakes to Monitor Zhang who had stayed to eat slowly.
Yan Tianxing stepped forward.
"Monitor Zhang's unique mooncake, do you want to try it?" Mo Shangjun said, and then added, "I don't bring it to most people."
"..."
Yan Tianxing felt a headache when he saw her making jokes.
Raising his hand to take the paper bag containing the mooncakes in front of him, Yan Tianxing opened the opening of the bag with his fingers, glanced at it and took out the mooncakes.
A very compact mooncake that can be eaten in just two bites.
Because of what happened last night, he couldn't sleep. As soon as it got dark, he came to intercept Mo Shangyun.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangjun got up earlier and looked around the dormitory and office buildings without seeing anyone.
I caught him and asked him a few questions, and he said he had disappeared with Ding Jing.
Yan Tianxing guessed that she had gone to do morning exercises. From the moment he laid eyes on her, his suspicion was confirmed.
No one was stopped, so Yan Tianxing waited for Mo Shangjun in the office and never went to have breakfast.
As a result, she did well. Not only did she eat it herself, but she also got some snacks.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Tianxing had eaten two months of cakes.
"Can you leave one for me?" Mo Shangyun felt a little distressed and sat next to Yan Tianxing to discuss with him.
"cannot."
Thinking of last night's photos makes her angry. She still wants to eat mooncakes?
Mo Shangyun "..."
Yan Tianxing folded the seal and said slowly, "Give me your mooncake mold."
His eyes fell on the paper bag in his hand. Mo Shangjun breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "What do you want that for?"
"The mooncakes will be gone after you finish them."
Probably understanding what he meant, Mo Shangyun nodded, "...Okay, I'll keep it in the dormitory and send it to you another day."
Putting the paper bag next to the "Man-Han Banquet" on the coffee table, Yan Tianxing glanced at her sideways and said, "You can take it down later when you go to take a shower and change clothes."
"Why should I take a shower and change clothes?"
Yan Tianxing didn't say anything, he stared at her with lowered eyebrows, then moved slightly closer to her, and sniffed her neck gently.
Itchy.
Mo Shangjun's scalp felt numb.
Then, she heard Yan Tianxing say in her ear, "It smells like sweat."
"I have been in the mud." Mo Shangyun leaned to the side, keeping a distance from him, and frowned and warned, "Yan Tianxing, have you learned to dislike it now? Don't push yourself too far!"
grass!
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't I say that she smells like sweat?!
Has this man’s emotional intelligence completely declined after experiencing the last setback?!
The fingertips brushed her earlobe, Yan Tianxing lowered his head to hers, held her waist with his other hand, and pressed his palm against her abdomen through the thin training clothes. He whispered, "I didn't say
I despise you."
Mo Shangjun was disturbed by his actions, "Here, let's go."
Yan Tianxing chuckled in her ear, "The temperature has cooled down today, and the sweat on your body has dried. Where is the heat?"
"..."
This man is poisonous and she can't seduce him.
Mo Shangyun stood up and wanted to leave.
However, his arm muscles were very strong, and he held her waist so tightly that she couldn't break free for a while.
I don’t want to really be tough with him.
Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said, "We'll go out for a heart-to-heart talk later. If you like this outfit, I don't mind either."
"..."
The corners of Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched slightly.
Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were going out?
"No," Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something and realized what the problem was. She reached out to Yan Tianxing's waist, pinched it with her fingers, then narrowed her eyes and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
She had already agreed to come find him, so Yan Tianxing shouldn't be in such a hurry.
After all, if he was eager to know, he would have had a "heart-to-heart" talk with her during the few days he was hospitalized.
They didn't tell each other because they all knew each other's general situation and it was the best way to adjust their mentality.
Just like chatting.
So, why is he in such a hurry to find her?
Moreover, why did he take her out?
Looking at her confident and confident appearance, the photo kept wandering in his mind. It was a non-substantive thing that could not be grabbed and stomped on the ground, which made Yan Tianxing very irritable.
Qi Mo Shangjun's hand squeezed his waist without applying much force, but it felt itchy and a little burning.
The Adam's apple slid, and Yan Tianxing fully grasped her hand in his palm. He raised his eyebrows, with a bit of an attitude of asking questions, "You asked about me."
"Um?"
Mo Shangjun tilted his head slightly, a little confused.
The next moment, Yan Tianxing let go of her and picked up the mobile phone left on the coffee table.
As soon as the screen lit up, Yan Tianxing unlocked it with his fingerprint, opened the photo album, picked out a photo, and handed it to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun, who was originally confident, just glanced at it briefly, and his confidence was suddenly reduced by half, and he felt weak for no reason.
Active recognition, and passive explanation...
The nature is different.
Seeing that something was slightly wrong with Mo Shangyun's expression, Yan Tianxing suddenly felt confident, and his nasal voice rose, "Huh?"
It has a bit of a "successful" feel.
"That's it?" Mo Shangjun calmly took the phone over.
No matter how guilty you are, you can't show it on your face.
After all, he will feel that he has a small handle on you, and he may start to show off his power next.
So, after taking a lazy look, Mo Shangyun said, "Listen to my explanation——"
"I'm listening." Yan Tianxing said with a straight face.
"..."
Mo Shangjun, who originally wanted to explain, blinked and looked at Yan Tianxing, who was unusually calm, and suddenly fell silent.
After being stared at by her for a few times, Yan Tianxing suddenly frowned and said, "What, you're just trying to find a temporary excuse?"
"No."
I just accidentally imagined Yan Tianxing's angry appearance, shouting, "I won't listen."
Mo Shangyun coughed slightly and looked at Yan Tianxing with a strange look in his eyes.
Yan Tianxing felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her.
What's wrong with you?
"I met him while shopping the day before yesterday." Mo Shangyun said, throwing the phone to him, and said calmly, "Not only Bai Chuan, but also Jian Shaoning."
Bai Chuan, Jian Shaoning.
Putting these two names together made Yan Tianxing's eyes darken, and his pupils became a little darker.
Mo Shangjun then told Yan Tianxing everything about meeting Bai Chuan and Jian Shaoning with Ding Jing in the shopping mall.
Even the conversation with Shirakawa was not concealed.
She and Bai Chuan tested each other for a while.
She came to the conclusion that Bai Chuan did meet Jian Shaoning in the mall, and he did not bring his subordinates with him, and they contacted him privately.
Of course, she couldn't find out the specific reason.
But judging from Bai Chuan's previous efforts to capture Ding Jing to contact Jian Shaoning, and the connection between Jing Jiu and Shui Jian when he went to bomb an institutional base of the S regiment a few days ago, Mo Shangyun felt that his conclusion was far from the truth.
Not far.
Bai Chuan... or rather Black Eagle, although he had a grudge against the S group, he always wanted to win over Jian Shaoning.
Its subsequent purpose is unknown.
But it's definitely not the reason of "I'm attracted to you" or "I want to make friends".
After Yan Tianxing thought for a while, he said, "If they really reach some kind of cooperation, the real purpose should soon surface."
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded and agreed with his statement.
However, Yan Tianxing suddenly changed the subject, "So you really met Bai Chuan in private, but you hid it from me?!"
"..."
Damn it, why did you bring it back again?!
Mo Shangjun stared at him speechlessly.
Didn't she tell him everything - she was going to tell him more today, but he found out the night before.
Still can’t understand the logic?!
This guy is definitely looking for trouble!
Yan Tianxing held her wrist and squeezed it gently with his thumb. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is more interesting, me or him?"
"..."
Mo Shangjun, who seemed to be seeing a three-year-old child, sighed softly.
"Say." Yan Tianxing said without giving up.
Mo Shangyun raised his brows and asked him seriously, "Would it be too unfair to be jealous?"
Yan Tianxing said nonchalantly, "I'm happy."
"..."
Mo Shangjun picked up the paper bag containing the mooncakes and wanted to eat the mooncakes to relieve himself from the sour taste.
As soon as she took a bite, Yan Tianxing came over and took the remaining mooncakes away in one bite.
Mo Shangjun tilted his head in astonishment, just in time to see Yan Tianxing's "successful" look.
After a two-second pause, Mo Shangyun suppressed the anger in his heart, and then reached out and touched his hair.
Very short hair, when brushed in the palm of the hand, it feels prickly and the texture is relatively hard.
Then, in the tone of an elder, Mo Shangjun educated him with sincerity and sincerity, "Be a good three-year-old, and eating from the tiger's mouth will kill you."
Yan Tianxing "..." He never expected that she would take advantage of him.