In view of Lin Qi and others being targeted, after Mo Shangyun returned, he changed from his previous casual attitude to become somewhat serious.
Start showing them their tricks.
However, they don’t take it too seriously and leave everything to their own devices.
In the final analysis, fighting is not only about moves, speed, strength, but also experience. The first three points cannot be practiced in just a short while. Maximizing their experience accumulation is the most important thing.
That night, Mo Shangjun asked them to practice until half past nine, and then left.
However, Lin Qi still pulled Li Liang into a fight, and did not return to the tent to rest until after midnight. After returning, he was too tired to even take a shower, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The quilt was still the same as when Yu Yitong woke up in the middle of the night.
Covered for her.
*
The next day.
Early in the morning, half past seven.
Mo Shangjun, who had accompanied Lin Qi from morning practice, came to Yan Tianxing's place to eat and drink.
It’s still a sumptuous breakfast of all kinds, and it’s still the unbeatable brown sugar water.
The only thing that changed was that Yan Tianxing put a laptop on the table and sat next to it, typing up a report.
"morning."
Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing looked up at Mo Shangyun and said hello.
"morning."
After casually responding, Mo Shangyun looked at him and approached curiously.
As soon as he saw the screen, Mo Shangyun paused, a little surprised.
Yan Tianxing is writing a report, and it is a report on eliminating Ni Nu during the April training camp.
I probably started writing after making breakfast. There are not many words, and at a glance, what I wrote is clear and clear.
Mo Shangyun touched his chin.
A monster like Yan Tianxing is not only good-looking and highly capable, but even when writing a report... his wording is very accurate, simple and clear.
Then he glanced at Yan Tianxing on the side. He had just stopped typing on the keyboard, raised his head slightly, and stared at Mo Shangyun with a half-smile.
The eyelids are slightly raised, the brows are smiling, the coldness and alienation have faded away, and they are more unpredictable, somewhat approachable, somewhat elegant and calm. Every move is sexy and charming, very seductive.
Seeing that there was no one around him so early in the morning, Mo Shangjun was in a good mood and smiled, "Want to help?"
"No," Yan Tianxing shook his head and said seriously, "I can't support you."
Mo Shangjun curled his lips and said, "It's free."
After a slight pause, he felt that Yan Tianxing still wanted to block people, so he added: "I will repay you for your hard work these days."
"Then," after a pause, Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile, "I'll give you this opportunity."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
This man is also quite weak.
If it weren't for the fact that he injured his left shoulder and had to cook many times...
After thinking about it, he didn't bother to pay attention to him. Mo Shangyun took two steps to the side, sat down, picked up a steamed bun, and asked him: "When do you want it?"
"Before evening." Yan Tianxing said.
Nodding his head, Mo Shangyun said: "Then I'll come over at noon to write."
After saying that, he took a bite of the steamed bun.
Turning his head to look at her, Yan Tianxing shouted in a deep voice: "Comrade Mo Shangjun."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes.
Yan Tianxing stared at the steamed bun in her hand, "You got the wrong one."
He looked at the steamed buns and then at the table.
The two plates of steamed buns were not placed near the edges, but in the middle, barely close to their respective directions.
Coming from Yan Tianxing's side, she took it easily.
Is this enough?
Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched.
"Here."
With a raised brow, Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand and handed the steamed bun he deliberately took a bite to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing's lips curled up, he glanced at Mo Shangjun who had an incomprehensible expression, lowered his head slightly, and took a bite of the bun naturally.
Next to the spot where Mo Shangjun just bit.
Mo Shangyun was originally meant to block him, but he didn't make any other preparations at all. Seeing Yan Tianxing's sudden bite, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He lowered his eyelids and looked at the steamed buns he was biting next to each other, frowning.
This monster... is quite thick-skinned.
Yan Tianxing continued to look at her with a smile.
There is a faint atmosphere of ambiguity spreading in the air.
Giving him a cold look, Mo Shangjun put the remaining steamed buns into the porridge bowl in his hand, then withdrew his hand and went to get the plate of steamed buns in front of him.
Yan Tianxing stopped teasing her, put away his notebook, washed his hands and came back to prepare for dinner.
It didn't take long, but when Yan Tianxing came back, he suddenly found that a fried dough stick that was in front of his desk had been picked up by Mo Shangjun and started to eat it unceremoniously.
The fried dough stick was still warm, so Mo Shangjun bit it down, and his pink lips were stained with a little oil. When he saw her movements and noticed her lips, Yan Tianxing's Adam's apple slid.
"Why," Yan Tianxing took two steps forward, leaned down slightly and approached Mo Shangjun's ear, "on purpose?"
Yan Tianxing's tone is very ambiguous, his voice is lazy and low, his voice seems to be able to stir people's heartstrings, and his breath sprays in the ears, tickling.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the fried dough sticks in his hand, and then at Yan Tianxing. Something seemed to flash through his mind, but he didn't think about it in detail.
"Let's talk after eating."
Mo Shangjun had no intention of arguing with Yan Tianxing, so he just blatantly snatched it away.
Although Erlian's fried dough sticks are still more delicious, after eating the steamed buns for more than ten days, I suddenly wanted to change my taste.
So he took it.
If Yan Tianxing wants to take it back, there will probably be a fight.
Under Yan Tianxing's gaze, Mo Shangyun took another bite as if no one was watching.
Seeing her nonchalant look, Yan Tianxing's face turned dark and he almost died of anger from her.
When people say "there are too many exes to count", the truth is that they don't have a clear mind at all...
Holding back the anger in his heart, Yan Tianxing stood up, walked to the side and sat down, and then looked at the delicious Mo Shangjun, Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened slightly.
A breakfast tastes like wax in Yan Tianxing's mouth.
Mo Shangjun just thought he was stingy.
After breakfast, he handed over the task of cleaning up the dishes to Yan Tianxing, and Mo Shangjun left in a swaggering manner.
From a distance, I can still feel two strong lines of sight.
Mo Shangyun shook his head helplessly.
I guess he really likes eating fried dough sticks.
Therefore, this little accident made Mo Shangjun mistakenly believe that fried dough sticks were Yan Tianxing's favorite for a long time.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)