322, Yan Ye, the hard-working little daughter-in-law
Mo Shangjun said something extremely arrogant, and then left with an extremely arrogant attitude.
You Nianyu stood still and looked at Mo Shangjun's retreating back.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered Mo Shangyun's inquiry and persuasion just now.
——Do you like the army?
——If you like it, just keep going. You don’t feel the need to carry anything and you have to keep going. It’s better to get out as soon as possible.
She thought that it was not without reason that Mo Shangyun said what he said.
Regarding her, what would You Yi tell Mo Shangyun?
A guy who is younger than her, but still young and mature.
You Nianyu frowned in thought.
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The special training ended ten minutes early.
After Mo Shangjun organized the team, he announced that they would gain 5 points collectively and deduct points for delaying training, and then told Tang Shi to lead the team back.
She stayed here and was responsible for contacting friendly forces.
There are still some equipment left, which need to be brought back by friendly forces.
Ignoring the surprised expressions of friendly troops on the intercom, Mo Shangjun finished explaining everything he wanted to say before walking to the base.
She set off half an hour later than the students in Group B, but took a dangerous shortcut, so she arrived at the base half an hour earlier than the students in Group B.
When she returned to the base, it was exactly 7:30 in the morning. Most of the students in the cafeteria were empty, and there was not a lot of people to see. Mo Shangjun put on a raincoat and went to the operation room of the cooking class and ordered two steamed buns and a cup.
After drinking soy milk, leave directly through the back door and return to the dormitory office building.
Because there was an order from the new instructor, Mo Shangjun directly finished the steamed buns and soy milk on the road, and finally appeared on the second floor empty-handed.
When he reached the stairs on the second floor, Mo Shangyun paused for a moment, hesitating whether to take a bath and rest or report the situation to Yan Tianxing.
Just as he was hesitating, Mo Shangjun suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.
Mo Shangjun followed the sound and saw Yan Tianxing walking out of the office.
Yan Tianxing went out and was about to close the door. He glanced this way and saw Mo Shangjun. He paused for a moment and asked with a little doubt, "So early?"
According to the planned time, Mo Shangyun could not arrive until at least eight o'clock.
Mo Shangyun touched his nose and said, "My feet are fast."
Putting the key in his trouser pocket, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun, who was covered in mud, and guessed what he was doing. He was so angry and funny.
"Go back quickly, take a shower and rest for a while." Yan Tianxing walked over and told Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly, and after thinking about it, he shrugged and said, "How about I report the situation first."
Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangjun carefully, and finally said decisively, "You go take a shower, I'll have breakfast."
Adhering to the principle that "it is important for leaders to eat," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and stepped on military boots to the third floor.
Keeping his eyes on the stairs where Mo Shangyun's figure disappeared, Yan Tianxing left with peace of mind after making sure that she was not playing any tricks.
In order to explain to his superiors and other instructors the feasibility of separate special training for Group B, Yan Tianxing was not idle, and it took a lot of effort to convince the two.
At least it was over, and Yan Tianxing finally had time to eat.
He went to the cafeteria to have breakfast and came back just after nine o'clock.
As soon as she arrived at the door of the office, she saw Mo Shangyun, who had taken a shower and put on a clean training uniform, sitting on the sofa. She had her legs crossed and a cup of hot tea in her hand, which she was drinking slowly.
She looked presentable, but in fact her freshly washed short hair had not been dried, and there were still thin droplets of water hanging down from the ends of her hair, soaking her neck and collar.
Yan Tianxing looked like he had a big head.
After entering the door, Yan Tianxing closed the door smoothly, then walked to the cabinet on the right and took out a clean towel.
He walked straight to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun, who was drinking tea to warm himself up, saw him stop in front, motionless, and frowned inexplicably.
When she raised her eyes, she was shocked to find that Yan Tianxing's brows were furrowed more tightly than hers, and his handsome face was full of gloom.
Mo Shangyun's eyelids twitched.
Before he could react, he heard Yan Tianxing's helpless voice, "Comrade Mo Shangjun, can we save people some trouble?"
While speaking, Yan Tianxing raised his hands, covered Mo Shangjun's head with a towel, covering almost her entire face, and then rubbed it.
Yan Tianxing was a little angry, and his actions were not heavy, but definitely not light. He wiped Mo Shangjun's short hair with a towel, and a section of the towel scraped Mo Shangjun's face, making him unable to even open his eyes.
"Damn it, please be gentler."
Mo Shangjun tightened his grip on the tea cup, thinking that if he came for another three seconds, he would get all the tea.
However, in just two seconds, Yan Tianxing lifted up the towel and continued to wipe her hair, with obviously much lighter force.
The hair that was just cut a month ago has actually grown a lot longer now. Yan Tianxing stood upright and wiped it little by little, from the top of his head to the ends of his hair, behind his ears, on his neck, and on the skin he wiped with the towel, it turned red in the blink of an eye.
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Mo Shangjun's head was very heavy and he could not bear to spill the tea. Instead, he drank the tea slowly while Yan Tianxing was waiting.
When the tea bottomed out, Yan Tianxing had almost finished wiping and finally took the towel back.
Glancing at the messy short hair, Yan Tianxing thought about it and felt a little unbearable. He used his fingers to smooth out the short hair that was still a little wet.
Yan Tianxing was stunned when his fingers touched his scalp and forehead. The temperature was a little higher than expected.
He lowered his head and looked at Mo Shangyun carefully.
Set against the short black and smooth hair, Mo Shangjun's little face is particularly fair and beautiful, but the fair and tender skin reveals a slightly abnormal red color. His beautiful eyebrows are inadvertently frowned, his eyes are half-closed, and his expression shows that he is absent-minded.
I never noticed anything strange about Yan Tianxing.
"Young man, are you still energetic?" Yan Tianxing asked tentatively.
"Um?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangjun didn't know why and raised his eyes in confusion.
Yan Tianxing immediately gritted his teeth angrily, raised his hand, and slapped her on the forehead angrily.
The force was very light, but he almost got burned.
Yan Tianxing was so angry that he pinched her chin, raised her chin, lowered his head and looked directly into her eyes. There was obvious anger in his words, "You have a fever, do you know it yourself?"
Being questioned like this, Mo Shangyun frowned in displeasure. He raised his hand and slapped away the hand holding his chin. Then he fell back and leaned on the sofa. At the same time, he distanced himself from Yan Tianxing.
distance.
"Just take a nap." Mo Shangyun said leisurely.
The light outside was too dark, and there were lights on in the office, but Yan Tianxing stood in front of her, and the shadows fell, completely covering her figure.
She raised her eyes, and some of her messy hair fell on her forehead, even covering her eyebrows.
"Sit down." Mo Shangyun glanced at the single sofa on one side, and when Yan Tianxing became more and more irritable, he slowly added, "I'm quite tired, so I won't ask you to sit down."
Yan Tianxing's figure suddenly froze.
This woman will be stubborn until her death. Even if the sky falls, she will not show any weakness to you.
However, that inadvertent show of weakness can make your heart become weak in an instant.
She couldn't even raise the slightest bit of anger, because her indifferent anger towards herself had inexplicably turned into full of worry and heartache.
It's also strange.
After a pause, Yan Tianxing raised his right hand, leaned over slightly, placed it on the top of Mo Shangyun's head, and rubbed it gently.
Mo Shangjun stared at him with disgust the whole time.
Weirdly, he felt that her wandering eyes were a bit cute, and Yan Tianxing curled his lips unconsciously, "Okay. Let's talk about it later. Let's have a good rest first."
With that said, Yan Tianxing turned around.
"Yan Tianxing."
Mo Shangjun called him to stop.
When Yan Tianxing turned around, he saw Mo Shangyun curling his lips, frowned and raised his hand to comb his hair.
Seeing him turn around, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, with a hint of warning in his dark eyes: "Don't touch my hair in the future."
"..."
After looking at her for a moment, Yan Tianxing turned around without saying a word.
I couldn't help it and laughed.
If she were normal, her eyes would be a bit lethal, but now... she looks cute no matter how cute she looks.
In order not to hurt her self-esteem, Yan Tianxing had to turn his back.
However, even if he wasn't smiling in front of Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangyun could guess something just by seeing his back.
No matter how good-tempered Mo Shangyun was, he was still very angry at this time.
Fortunately, Yan Tianxing did not provoke her. He quickly walked to the desk, found the medicine box from the cabinet on the side, took out two cold medicines, poured a cup of hot water for Mo Shangyun, and then walked to Mo Shangyun again.
In front of Shangjun.
"have eaten."
Yan Tianxing handed the cold medicine and water to Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun stared at him.
It’s hard to be angry with such a hard-working little daughter-in-law...
So, Mo Shangyun calmly received the water and medicine, and said thank you symbolically: "Thank you."
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