Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Knock, knock."

Disturbed by Peng Yuqiu's recklessness, Yan Tianxing frowned and turned to look at the door.

However, in the first time, Peng Yuqiu didn't notice the killing intention in Yan Tianxing's eyes, but was motivated by Mo Shanjun's smiling eyes.

What do you mean?

Peng Yuqiu consciously reflected on whether he offended Mo Shangyun.

But soon, he felt Yan Tianxing's impatient sight.

Peng Yuqiu immediately recovered and quickly said, "Yeye, they called you to a meeting in the past."

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing responded faintly.

Before he left, he even gave Mo Shangyun a special look and signaled her to finish drinking soon.

Ink on the ink is also simple, just like the strong man's broken wrist, he drank the **** and brown sugar in the quilt, and even turned it over to express that there was no drop left.

The heroic movement, I don't know, thought she was drinking.

Yan Tianxing walked away crying.

"Peng Brother." Mo Shangyun put the glass away and stopped Peng Yuqiu who was about to walk away. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Would you like to chat?"

"The two of us..." Peng Yuqiugan smiled and stood still at the door, politely prompting, "Not good?"

"Is it?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head and smiled. "Then you should hook up the little **** land and sea, should you pay attention?"

Peng Yuqiu froze for a moment, then raised three fingers, and said seriously: "The world can learn, I really don't have it."

"Don't be humble, because of your peachy eyes, look at people more often, it's called secret delivery Qiubo, eyebrow teasing." Mo Shangyun raised Erlang's legs, and said slowly, "I am a **** my hand. Ask about your emotional situation."

"Otherwise, I'm going to destroy a face first?" Peng Yuqiu said with a negotiated tone.

Peng Yuqiu is very innocent.

He looks good, not his fault, is he?

Why don't you see Mo Yanyun thinks Yan Ye looks good?

"OK," Mo Shangyun raised his hand, and somehow dropped a folding saber into her hand. She shook it in her hand, and asked slowly, "Otherwise, I won't waste your time. I'll give you A stroke?"

Peng Yuqiu smiled and said: "This hurts my feelings. How can you use it, where do you want to stroke? In a word, I will do it myself!"

General Mo Shangyun's knife was left on the table.

With a loud click, Peng Yuqiu put his smile back.

After a while, Peng Yuqiu lifted his legs to enter the door, and did a surrender to Moshang Yun. He reluctantly said, "I honestly explain."

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun asked with a smile: "Do I need to pour you a glass of water and say slowly?"

"You're welcome." Peng Yu was pretending to be in autumn clothes.

"..."

Mo Shangyun glanced towards the water dispenser.

Peng Yuqiu was also polite, went directly to the water dispenser, took a disposable cup and received a glass of water, and then drank it in one breath.

After drinking, he threw the cup into the trash bin, walked to the stool opposite Mo Shangjun, and sat down.

"I didn't mean it on purpose."

As soon as he sat down, Peng Yuqiu called himself injustice.

"No hurry, speak slowly." Mo Shangjun took the hot water cup and drank warm water.

At the sight of her leisurely appearance, Peng Yuqiu couldn't stop her scalp from numb.

"Right," Peng Yuqiu said really slowly, letting time pass by little by little, "Things have to start from a few days ago."

Mo Shangyun seemed to laugh, not to urge him.

However, feeling a bit of murderous Peng Yuqiu appropriately increased the speed of speaking.

There is a man named Feng Shan in their team. Although their talents are not good, they have a solid victory. Since joining the army, they have polished themselves into sharp shooters step by step. It is really not fake to wear Yang in a hundred steps.

About three days ago, there was a shooting training. This buddy surnamed Feng blew the wind for a while and decided to try to punch a hole with five bullets on the target, but after all, he hadn’t practiced, and he missed the third shot, so he The last two shots simply went short, and the results were one of the worst at the time.

This group of people has a bit of a strange personality. Feng Shan is tossing himself like this, and they are all blamed. Unexpectedly, he was mocked by a female frogman named Chen Shuhao.

-They later learned that Chen Shuhao was killed by Feng Shan when he landed on the first day, and Chen Shuhao remembered Feng Shan from then on.

Feng Shan thought about it when he went back. He didn't think it would work. How could he be looked down upon by a girl?

So after thinking about it, he decided to make an appointment with Chen Shu.

With such a decision, the buddy rushed directly towards the dormitory, and even without seeing the person's face, he was directly blasted out, and then Feng Shan dared not approach the flat-roofed house anymore.

But the competition still needs to be done, what should I do?

Peng Yuqiu was unlucky, so Feng Shan stared at it.

During his training, Feng Shan was overwhelmed by Peng Yuqiu several times. Peng Yuqiu reluctantly agreed to him, so he helped him find Chen Shuhao and asked Chen Shuhao to compare with him.

Chen Shuhao was not easy to contact. Peng Yuqiu touched the wall several times, but no, I was just talking to Chen Shuhao in the morning. Anyway, I was hit by Mo Shangyun.

At that time, Mo Shangjun bumped into it, and Peng Yuqi felt nervous for a while. Later, when she saw her, she left like this, and thought that this was the end of the story. Unexpectedly, she was found by Mo Shangyun.

"In summary, I really didn't mess with the relationship between men and women."

Finally, Peng Yuqiu justified it symbolically.

"OK," Mo Shangjun ate an apple, threw the apple core into the trash, and then said, "Did you succeed?"

Peng Yuqiu frowned, "No."

"Then do you know why you didn't succeed?" Mo Shangyun asked slowly.

"You know?" Peng Yuqiu looked at her suspiciously.

Isn't she secretly ghosting?

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile on his face, "If I guessed right, you, the target, already look at you."

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

"You are about to gather."

I glanced at my watch, and I was reminded by the ink.

Peng Yuqiu recovered, staring at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, "Really?"

"Your old peach blossom is very prosperous, and you still care about these two more?" Mo Shangyun fell backwards, elbowed on the back of the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, and watched the scene.

Mo Shangjun said nothing true.

Peng Yuqiu looks good and has a good temper. The point is to get along easily.

Although the group of people brought by Yan Tianxing has their own characteristics and strengths, and they all look good, but there are indeed many people who like Peng Yuqiu.

Privately inquire with Mo Shangyun about Peng Yuqiu, no fewer than five.

Of course, Ji Zhou ranked first. ——However, Mo Shangyun is not familiar with Ji Zhou and doesn’t know much.

Chen Shuhao paid attention to the issue of Peng Yuqiu after Mo Shangyun saw the scene in the morning, and he heard about it with the huge interpersonal relationships he created in the past few days.

The reason to remind Peng Yuqiu now is to let Peng Yuqiu be conscious and stop the encounter of Liang Zhiqiong; second, let Peng Yuqiu pay attention to it, lest the little girls keep running towards her .