Yan Tianxing said it close to her ear, with a low and sultry tone and an ambiguous breath.
"oh."
Mo Shangjun, who was preoccupied with calculating data, nodded perfunctorily.
She adjusted two projects.
"Your soldiers are not suitable for such high-intensity training." Yan Tianxing said lightly in her ear after glancing at the screen she was focused on.
"Then I'll change it again..." Mo Shangyun planned to listen to the opinions of her seniors, but before she finished the last word 'change', her thoughts suddenly broke away from the training plan, and her dark and bright eyes blinked.
Staring at Yan Tianxing on one side, "Did you just say that I have a status?"
"Um."
Sitting upright, Yan Tianxing looked at the TV playing advertisements in front of him and responded a little unhappily.
His promise was not as attractive as the two figures.
However, what greeted him was not Mo Shangyun's comfort, but Mo Shangyun's hand.
She put the back of her hand on Yan Tianxing's forehead.
Perhaps Mo Shangjun's fingers were a little cold after staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time.
Yan Tianxing did not move her, but he couldn't bear to raise his eyelids and stared coldly at Mo Shangjun who was approaching from one side.
Mo Shangyun tested it for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with him. Finally, he took his hand back and said after a while, "I'll just assume you don't have a fever."
Mo Shangyun sat back and continued working on his training plan.
"That's it?" Yan Tianxing's brows twitched.
She chased her for a month, and finally agreed to her, but didn't show any sign at all?
"Oh." Mo Shangyun seemed to have come back to his senses, turned his head, glanced at Yan Tianxing carefully, then stretched out his left hand, hooked Yan Tianxing's neck, leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips, and then
Moved away, patted his shoulder with the hand that was holding his neck, and said, "Wait until I finish."
have to.
As soon as the relationship was established, Mo Shangjun had already evolved into a perfunctory 'scumbag'. The previous deep and sincere feelings were all fake.
Fake!
Therefore, since Mo Shangjun is so reserved, Yan Tianxing can only do it himself.
He grabbed Mo Shangyun's waist, pulled her directly into his arms, and then clasped her shoulders. Yan Tianxing deepened her light kiss.
Mo Shangjun's mind was finally cleared of all the data.
The gentle and lingering kiss, gentle and intense, no one refused or resisted, the ambiguous breath spread in the air, the temperature in the room slowly rose, the air conditioning sprayed out could not cover it up, the sound of the TV seemed to be faded bit by bit.
zoom out.
"Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-"
The cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
Not a message, but a phone call.
"Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-"
The two of them were forced to stop their movements, and stared at each other during the pause.
They were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing. Their eyes were filled with emotions, and then they gradually regained their clarity when their eyes met.
Yan Tianxing rubbed Mo Shangyun's hair a little irritably.
——It’s Mo Shangjun’s mobile phone.
"Remember to turn off your phone next time." Yan Tianxing warned almost helplessly.
Mo Shangyun touched her nose and kept a certain distance from Yan Tianxing. But when she came back to her senses, she found that her bathrobe had been untied. When she lowered her head, the spring light was looming.
Realizing something, she gave Yan Tianxing a warning look, but Yan Tianxing didn't show any signs of guilt. Instead, he looked at her very openly.
Mo Shangjun arranged his bathrobe speechlessly.
Then, he turned around and picked up his cell phone, which was still buzzing.
She threw her cell phone on the sofa and placed it next to her laptop. When she picked it up, she saw two words——
"Mo Cang".
He is really his own father, and he chose this time to call me.
Mo Shangjun clicked to answer.
"dad."
Mo Shangyun put the phone to his ear and shouted.
Then, at Yan Tianxing's suggestion, he turned his phone on speakerphone.
"Going on a blind date with Feng Fan tomorrow at noon?" Mo Cang still didn't say any nonsense.
Abruptly, Mo Shangjun felt a chilly gaze extending from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
She glanced at Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her with a half-smile.
Mo Shangjun's head is so big.
"I'm asking you something."
Mo Cang, who didn't wait for a reply, urged him.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded hesitantly.
She planned to meet, but they understood it as a blind date... In life, how can there be no misunderstanding?
"Behave well." Mo Cang warned seriously.
Feeling a cold air slowly approaching, Mo Shangyun coughed lightly and asked, "What if I don't like him?"
"How do you know if you like it if you haven't seen it before?!" Mo Cang asked rhetorically.
"What if?" Mo Shangyun continued to ask.
"Then slowly cultivate your relationship," Mo Cang said, "If it doesn't work, then find something else."
"……oh."
Mo Shangjun responded slowly.
Since it's not necessary to seal the sail, it doesn't matter.
"Anyway, everyone is good, but it can't be Yan Tianxing!" Mo Cang put down his words and hung up the phone.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
After slowly coming back to his senses, Mo Shangyun looked at his phone and then at Yan Tianxing beside him.
Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched.
‘It can’t be Yan Tianxing’, what do you mean?
"A feud." Mo Shangyun patted his shoulder sympathetically, then stood up and took the charger to charge. He sighed leisurely, "There is still a long way to go...it's a long way."