Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The living room.

As soon as Yan Tian Xing Gang left, Ruan Yan slowed down the noodle eating movement, picked up the chopsticks and poked a dumpling on the ink plate.

Mo Shangyun silently squinted him.

"Have you offended him again?" Ruan Yan asked.

The dumplings taste good, and with the proper time for Yan Tianxing to cook, it tastes pretty good.

"..."

Mo Shangyun did not answer Ruan Yan.

It's hard to say.

Nor did she want to "offend" Yan Tianxing, but Yan Tianxing's inquiry came unexpectedly. She had no specific answer. Her brain was messed up and she subconsciously avoided it.

This time, Yan Tianxing was afraid that it was really about to explode.

Mo Shangjun sandwiched some dumplings with Ruan Yan, and then quickly finished the dumplings on his plate.

"Wash my tableware later."

After instructing Ruan Yan, Mo Shangyun glanced at the door and rushed to the side before Yan Tianxing returned.

Seeing it is pure, she doesn't want to mess with Yan Tianxing.

Therefore, when Yan Tianxing came back, instead of seeing Mo Shangyun's figure, he only saw empty plates and chopsticks on the table.

And, the half of the dumplings in the bowl of Ruan Yan.

After twisting his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing asked, "What about her?"

After looking at Yan Tianxing's uncomfortable complexion, Ruan Yan said: "Sleep."

Yan Tianxing: "..."

Sleep when you are full, when she is a pig?

Originally on the anger, Mo Shangyun hurried away after eating hurriedly, letting Yan Tianxing not to hit one place, Yan Tianxing sat down opposite Ruan Yan, eating noodles with a stern face.

Ruan Yan felt that he had been injured by mistake.

*

After returning to the bedroom, Mo Shangyun took a shower.

There are new toiletries in the bathroom. She took out a set and finished washing, then wiped her hair briefly, and put the towel on the chair as soon as she came out.

Turn off the lights, go to bed, and sleep.

There should be rain tonight, the air is damp and hot, and she sweated as soon as she left the bathroom.

However, Yan Tianxing was not as stupid as Mo Shangshuang. He changed a thin quilt on his side and fell on the mat. Mo Shangyun raised his hand to catch Xia by the fish. .

As soon as the quilt was lifted, Mo Shangyun would wrap his head, covering all the light, and sleep with his eyes closed.

Although he would go to someone's office to rub the air conditioner from time to time, Mo Shangyun actually did not like to turn on the air conditioner, in other words, he did not depend on these things.

Yan Tianxing's house was equipped with a central air conditioner, but she just opened the window. The air was not convection because the door was closed. The air seemed to be burning, and it was stuffy and hot hiding in the quilt.

Mo Shangjun slept in a trance, but woke up in a dizziness.

She slept on the edge of the bed without even a pillow, so when Xia was ripped off her head in a confused state, she rolled over slightly and the whole person slid directly from the bed.

Fuck!

At the moment of landing, Mo Shangyun suddenly raised her head, but the back of the head slammed into the corner of the bedside table. She lowered her head in pain and lay on the ground without moving.

It hurts.

If you want to count the ten embarrassing things in life, Mo Shangyun will definitely put this matter first.

She never fell off the bed since she was sensible!

"Knock."

So dead, the bedroom door just knocked.

Mo Shangyun immediately sat up from the ground, leaned back against the bed, and lifted his hand to pull the quilt off the bed, covering it at will. She said, "What do you do?"

The door opened in response.

The next moment, Ruan Yan's head came in.

The curtains in the bedroom were not closed, and Ruan Yan quickly saw his head beside the bed. He froze for a moment and asked, "How do you sleep on the ground?"

Mo Shangyun didn't return, and he replied verbatim: "...his bed is too soft to sleep."

"Oh."

Ruan Yan looked at her suspiciously.

After waiting a few seconds, I didn't hear Ruan Yan speak, Mo Shangyun finally turned back, "Is there something wrong?"

Ruan Yan said: "Prepare to go to bed and hear the movement in your bedroom, so let's take a look."

"..."

Is the sound insulation so poor?

Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched the back of his head, his heart could not stop defamation.

After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun asked, "Where is he?"

Ruan Yan said: "Go to the next door and go to sleep."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded.

Ruan Yan said: "Good night."

"good night."

With Mo Shangyun's voice, Ruan Yan closed the bedroom door.

Mo Shangjun scratched his hair a little anxiously, grabbing his short hair like a bird's nest.

The hand was lifted back, and even the quilt was lifted, and she was directly thrown to the bed.

She sat on the ground without moving.

The air is hot, but without the chaos and confusion just now, the brain is clear.

After a while, I should be unable to sleep.

She looked up at the French window in front.

The balcony was empty, nothing was placed, the glass windows were open, there was no wind, and the bedroom that had not lived for a long time did not even have a mosquito or a moth, quiet and deserted.

Staring at the balcony for a while, she looked down at her watch.

After watching it in the faint light for a few seconds, she realized that she had not slept for half an hour.

No wonder Ruan Yan has not slept yet.

But when she was half asleep, she always felt that she had a long dream. In a short time, countless pictures appeared in her mind, layer by layer, one by one, chaotic but clear, In a trance, she could hear many people talking in their ears, clear and clear, or howling or whispering, or fierce or gentle...

The moment when her brain was about to explode, she seemed to be awake, and the sultry environment that made her breathing difficult made her trance, wandering between the edge of reality and sleep.

So, he made a stupid mistake falling off the bed.

Ruan Yan should have seen it, but he did not make it clear. After all, it would only hurt feelings to say such things, and it was meaningless.

Raising her hand and raising her eyebrows, Mo Shangyun felt that she couldn't lift her body. She sat on the floor motionless, with an open balcony in front and a heated bed in the back. Her ear stuck to her when she leaned her head. The quilt has a warm touch.

This ghost weather is too **** hot.

*

After Yan Tianjing had completely eaten his younger brother's dumplings, he picked himself up a little and returned to the bedroom to prepare for sleep.

Every room is air-conditioned, and his house is completely free of troubles next door.

There is no need for a summer mat or a summer blanket.

A silk quilt is enough.

What's more, the house is already very cool.

However, Yan Tianjing was completely unaware that this night had not passed yet, Yan Tianxing had not left, and his experience was far from over—

Not long after lying down, Yan Tianjing became drowsy. When he entered deep sleep, he suddenly heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open.

He is not used to locking the door.

The moment he heard the sound, Yan Tianjing woke up a little bit coldly, squinting and looking towards the door.

I saw a tall and tall figure suddenly came into view.

Yan Tianjing turned over and sat up from the bed. He raised his hand and grabbed his hair. He almost pressed the fire and said: "What do you want to do?"

That's right!

He could recognize Yan Tianxing only by looking at his body shape without seeing the face of the coming person.

Yan Tianxing glanced at him indifferently and said, "Sleep."

"What do you do when you sleep in my house?" Yan Tianjing was inexplicably unable to understand Yan Tianxing's brain circuit.

Yan Tianxing said: "I sleep in your house."

Yan Tianjing asked: "Where do I sleep?"

"Whereever you sleep."

In this regard, Yan Tianxing expressed indifference.

Yan Tianjing's house is a four-bedroom house, with three bedrooms and a study, wherever you sleep.

Yan Tianjing was aroused a lot by him, although he was a little sleepy, but it did not hinder his thinking, so he guessed wisely: "You will not be kicked out by Mo Shangyun -"

Regarding the value of force, Yan Tianjing can single out four or five scoundrels, even without blinking.

However, in the presence of Yan Tianxing at this level, there is simply no chance of winning.

In the words of Yan Tianxing's threat a few years ago-one finger can kill you.

This time, Yan Tianxing did not use a finger, but a hand-he directly lifted Yan Tianjing out of the comfortable bed, and then pushed it out of the door with one hand.

"There are so many sideways, why do you have to sleep in my bedroom?"

Yan Tianjing standing outside the door asked Yan Tianxing with a headache.

"No quilt."

Yan Tianxing answered his three words in a simple and clear way, and then shut the door with a snap.

Yan Tianjing was stunned.

Yes, there are no quilts on the beds in the other bedrooms, they are all stuffed in the closet...

but!

Does he seem to be the one who will be stuffed into the quilt cover? !

Yan Tianjing, who repeatedly experienced the fruit being washed by his own brother, was robbed by his younger brother and his younger daughter-in-law and friends, and was sleepless even when he slept. He was taken out of the bed and thrown away from the bed. Nest fire, but... thorough, numb.

Of course, Yan Tianxing, as a fighter who has been training in the army for many years, people who say "except for children who have children" will naturally not be quilted or lazy. Rather, as a younger brother who appeared twice in Yan Tianjing's circle of friends, he deliberately found fault with Yan Tianjing because he was in a bad mood.

Depression alone is worse than depression.

Insomnia alone is not as good as insomnia.

*

Mo Shangyun, who had never climbed onto the bed, squinted for a while while sitting on the ground holding his knees.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a sudden heavy rain outside.

Crackling.

Lightning illuminates the entire bedroom in an instant. For two seconds, light and dark, there is a brief picture of the room. The sight of the room is like a day, and the thunder follows.

This was a long-planned torrential rain. After several hours of sultry heat, it finally arrived as scheduled.

The rain was pouring, and the water droplets of the bean fell, and the windows of the balcony were not closed. The rain poured down and flew in diagonally, and was blown into water droplets in the wind. The water drops, with a hint of coolness, are so comfortable on this hot summer night.

Listening to the sound of the rain crackling on the windows and the ground, Mo Shangyun exhaled and felt a lot of joy all over his body.

After a few seconds, she stood up without wearing slippers, and walked barefoot to the balcony, pulling the balcony window up.

The sound of rain was instantly covered with a barrier, and it was no longer so clear.

The floor beneath my feet was splashed with rain, and my feet were wet on the ground. Mo Shangyun glanced at random and walked into the bedroom.

It's three o'clock in the morning.

Mo Shangyun originally wanted to go to bed directly, but when she heard the phone shaking on the chair, she narrowed her eyes and thought which **** wouldn't sleep at night. She froze as soon as she got the phone.

I felt that all the drowsiness I had just accumulated disappeared without a trace.

This is Shirakawa's mobile number.

She didn't save, but she remembered.

Xu Lishuo said that Shirakawa has never changed his phone number.

When in Anjo, Shirakawa will use this phone number.

However, Mo Shangyun had never dialed this number once, nor could he verify the authenticity of Xu Lishuo's words.

Will it be Shirakawa?

Mo Shangyun only felt the sudden pain in his temples.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mo Shangjun stared at the phone for a moment, and finally she answered.

"Moer."

The voice of Shirakawa came clearly, a little dull and hoarse, the voice was low, no more fun, and there was no such ease.

"..."

Mo Shangyun didn't speak.

She has been looking for the trail of the Black Eagle, and wants to know the intention of the Black Eagle, but the phone is the leader of the Black Eagle, Shirakawa, but she does not know what to say for a while.

What is his attempt?

What conspiracy is he planning?

What bad news did he want to bring to her?

She wanted to cut off the phone but was afraid of missing important news.

She was silent for a long time.

"You are not in Yuncheng," Shirakawa continued, "It's not raining here."

His voice was clearly lost.

The sound of rain outside the window was still very loud, and occasionally a thunder came, and Mo Shangyun listened to his words, as if returning to many years ago.

When he is drunk, he likes to call her in the middle of the night, making an appointment for the next meeting, saying that he has got some good things to bring to her, and asking her which one she likes the most.

After drinking too much, I like to be coquettish, like a small child.

When she was awakened in the middle of the night, she would always annoy him, and when she met, she would be beaten and threatened, but he would never change.