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431, transaction [eight] Yan Ye, I love freedom

"Mo Shangyun, what do you think I am here for?"

Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of warning in his low tone.

"Aren't you worried about me?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked naturally.

Yan Tianxing paused, looked at her, and said word by word: "I have always been surprised that you always have such a clear understanding of yourself."

Looking directly into Yan Tianxing's eyes, Mo Shangyun said: "I'm also surprised that you know me so deeply."

"But this time, it won't be your turn to come forward." Yan Tianxing frowned and said straightforwardly.

Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun asked: "What do you mean by my senior?"

Yan Tianxing's face turned dark.

There is something in the words.

It is clearly stated that Yan Tianxing is not from the navy and has no right to decide what she wants to do.

Yan Tianxing said coldly: "You are not a navy either."

After a pause, Mo Shangyun said: "But I have a way."

"Your method is always used when you push yourself into a corner."

"I always have a way, I have a way to go, and I have a way to get back." Mo Shangyun said, "And when I am thinking of a way, I never think about how I will die first."

"I will only consider that your danger is greater than your safety. The slightest possibility you try to steal cannot convince me."

Mo Shangjun was slightly startled.

After a while, Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing seriously and asked: "Master Yan, in what capacity are you trying to stop me now?"

After a short pause, Yan Tianxing's eyes were deep and he said: "Private identity."

Mo Shangyun took a step forward and got closer to him.

However, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu, who were not far away, pulled Ji Zhou, intentionally or unintentionally blocking some of the sights looking here.

Even they themselves didn't look this way.

Mo Shangyun raised her head, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and she said: "Master Yan, I said, I love freedom."

This time, Yan Tianxing's face turned extremely dark.

Mo Shangyun never wavers in matters he decides on.

Only when she considers things unnecessary will she consider taking a step back.

Because she doesn't care.

However, Yan Tianxing often could not understand that Mo Shangyun would never back down on the road of seeking his own death, and would always go his own way.

As she said, she always has a way.

She always found a way to do those things and never backed down.

She always needs to make free decisions on this kind of thing, but she never thinks about how many people don't want her to do it, and how many people don't want to see her in danger.

Reaching out and straightening Yan Tianxing's collar, Mo Shangyun put a hand on his shoulder, flicked his fingers, and then asked him with interest: "Now that the disagreement has arisen, what are you going to do?"

Yan Tianxing reached out and grabbed her wrist, put a little pressure on his fingers, and asked in a deep voice: "How about tying you back?"

"Can you?" Mo Shangyun asked calmly.

If he really wanted to help her tie her back, he wouldn't talk so much nonsense to her, and he wouldn't be angry.

Moreover, if he really kidnaps her back, their relationship will end here.

There are always bottom lines that cannot be touched.

Just like when Yan Tianxing chased her, she often talked about "freedom".

Her life is hers and is controlled by her; her life also belongs to the army and is controlled by many people and things.

However, the current Yan Tianxing cannot do it.

Everything she has learned over the years is for something like this, so that when she does it, she can do it herself instead of sending others to death.

She trusted Yan Tianxing and understood Yan Tianxing, but Yan Tianxing could not stop her.

"You'd better go as far away as possible before you fall into my hands."

Yan Tianxing had a sullen face, put down her hand, and let go.

However, there was already a red mark on Mo Shangjun's wrist.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets inadvertently, Mo Shangyun tilted his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "Shall I try?"

"Mo Shangyun." Yan Tianxing called her.

"Um?"

Raising his hand to hold her chin, Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and warned her every word: "I am old and my heart is not very good."

"Really?" Mo Shangyun pretended to be surprised.

Yan Tianxing patted her helmet angrily, "Don't do dangerous things."

The quality of the helmet was very good. Mo Shangjun didn't feel any pain or itching. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Don't you advise me?"

Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly, "Do I call that persuasion?"

He was directly opposed to it!

But she still won't listen, what can be done?

You can't really tie her back.

"I used to think you were quite domineering, but now..." Mo Shangyun looked at him seriously, "Are you getting older and seem to have lost your temper?"

Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing lowered his head, lifted her helmet slightly, and asked with a half-smile: "You want me to have a temper?"

"Suddenly I remembered something."

With a roll of his eyes, Mo Shangyun turned around and left.

Yan Tianxing grabbed her shoulders and pulled her over directly. He gently raised his arms to hug her shoulders, inadvertently applying some pressure, which made Mo Shangyun feel like there was a stone pressing on his shoulders.

Tilting his head, Yan Tianxing leaned close to Mo Shangyun's ear and said word by word in a low and magnetic voice: "Remember it clearly. If you really fall into my hands one day, remember to walk around me when you see me.

Be careful, I will avenge you privately."

"..."

Involuntarily, Mo Shangyun shuddered.

It was clear that he would not fall into his hands, but Mo Shangyun could not help but feel...danger.

This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)


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