"Mo Shangyun, you are my glory."

Every word, the tone is firm and full of strength.

Mo Shangjun's body was slightly stiff.

The moment the sound falls to the bottom of the ear, it is like the moment of heart palpitations when a budding flower blooms. It is full and soft, and a warm current flows out uncontrollably, making it difficult to control it.

you are my belief.

I am your glory.

Mo Shangjun's mood was as soft as clouds wrapped in sugar, soft and slightly sweet.

Thump thump thump, the sound of the heartbeat was actually more intense than when aiming and shooting in the hail of bullets.

Even Mo Shangjun himself was shocked that he would have such a reaction because of one sentence.

His chest is hard, but his embrace is warm, which is like the interpretation of tenderness of a tough man.

"Have I made you proud?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Well," Yan Tianxing's voice was mellow and deep as his nose gently rubbed the side of her neck, "My little pride, no one can compare to you."

Yan Tianxing was undoubtedly delighted by Mo Shangyun's little concern.

But, she has always been different from others.

No matter how gorgeous the clothes, no matter how beautiful the skin, no matter how exquisite the appearance, they can't compare with her tenacity, pride, fearlessness, her sincerity to others, responsibility, tolerance, compassion for reality, reflection, hard work, and devotion to herself.

Supreme pursuit.

She, they, they are destined to be different from others.

And among this unique group of people, Mo Shangjun is the most outstanding one.

She is good enough to stand at the top and dominate the world.

He did not want his pride, his hero, and his warrior to face, after returning from a bloody battle, not honor and admiration, but the distance and unfamiliarity of ordinary people's lives.

He knew she would not bow her head.

However, he didn't even want her to have the idea of ​​bowing her head.

"I guess so."

Mo Shangyun said this, smiling softly, filled with her usual confidence and pride.

Yan Tianxing buried himself in the crook of her neck and chuckled.

"What?" Mo Shangyun frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

"Thinking of you two years ago."

"Um?"

"I was attracted by your pride at first," Yan Tianxing said, "You are so young, and the words 'I am the best in the world' are written all over your face."

"...I am very simple, I only like your face."

"shallow."

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Isn’t it just “getting interested in sex”?

Nothing to be embarrassed about.

However, after what Yan Tianxing said, Mo Shangyun had no mental disorder at all and lay down on the bed next door gracefully.

She felt that in a place where quality and civility were important, as a soldier, she should pay more attention to it.

She didn't want to be thought of as "a sloppy soldier" and end up with complaints after she left.

But what Yan Tianxing meant was that she worked hard and tried her best for this country, so she shouldn't be constrained by such trivial matters. She didn't need to care about it.

If he was not very sleepy, Mo Shangyun would not choose to sleep.

But now...

Let Yan Tianxing handle the matter.

Her boyfriend let her sleep with him, and she didn't care about anything else.

Closing his eyes, Mo Shangjun suddenly thought of something and asked Yan Tianxing: "Is your attending doctor a man or a woman?"

"Male." Yan Tianxing replied.

"oh."

Mo Shangyun felt relieved and closed his eyes.

As a result, Yan Tianxing glanced at her and added: "Uncle in his fifties."

Mo Shangjun: "..." What should I add? She's not afraid of little fresh meat!

*

During this sleep, I slept so groggy that it took me an hour to open my eyes.

"Didn't you say half an hour?"

Mo Shangyun sat up sleepily, raised his hands to rub his eyes, and asked Yan Tianxing lazily.

Yan Tianxing was sitting on a chair reading a newspaper. When he heard Mo Shangjun's movement, he looked up and said, "Liang Zhiqiong didn't come to see you."

"..." Mo Shangyun woke up a little. She gave Yan Tianxing a funny look, "Master Yan, ask yourself, just the three people next door, who dares to come to you?"

"That's their business." Yan Tian and Xing Yun said lightly.

He won't eat them.

If you don't have the guts, just wait patiently.

"I'm going back first and will come see you tomorrow..." After Mo Shangyun got out of bed, she went to get the lunch boxes, but found that several lunch boxes were very light. She opened one casually and saw that it was empty and cleaned. She couldn't help but feel...

Surprised, he asked, "Have you finished eating?"

"Um."

Yan Tianxing slowly folded the newspaper.

After saying "Oh," Mo Shangyun asked, "Are you full? I'll bring you more tomorrow."

"……Need not."

There is a reason why he washes the lunch box and sits here reading the newspaper when he has nothing to do.

——Sustainable.

However, Mo Shangjun's craftsmanship is rare, and he finally made a meal for him, and it was delicious, so he couldn't bear to waste it no matter what.

"All right."

Mo Shangyun was still a little dazed, so he nodded casually without thinking too much.

After not having a good rest for a long time, I suddenly lay down in a comfortable bed...I really didn't want to get up.

If it weren't for the self-control she has developed over the years, she would probably have to stay here tonight.

Putting the newspaper aside, Yan Tianxing asked: "What time will you come tomorrow?"

"Captain Jiang explained that we have a meeting in the morning. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. I am considering whether to purchase moon cakes or make the cooking class myself. I will also--" Just in the middle of the sentence, Mo Shangyun was stared at by Yan Tianxing and her scalp went numb. She sighed.

He took a breath and said, "Come here at noon. Is there any fruit you want to eat? I'll bring you some by the way."

"Mo Xiaoyun, you are becoming more and more considerate." Yan Tianxing curled his lips, but his tone sounded a little emotional.

"..."

Mo Shangjun couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

——If you have the ability, don’t hint first.

She couldn't think of so much, but she was not a fool. When she said something that made him dissatisfied, his eyes would look strange. Who could not pay attention to it?

However, what Mo Shangyun did not expect was that Yan Tianxing was not referring to her "observation of words and expressions", but that she could actually think of "asking his opinion before buying fruit."

After all, Mo Shangjun has always been a "non-conformist" person.

Etiquette is just a formality.

Yan Tianxing did not bother Mo Shangjun and explained exactly what kind of fruits he wanted her to buy.

But after he finished speaking, he added, "I like mooncakes filled with red bean paste."

"?"

Mo Shangjun put the lunch boxes back into the bag one by one and glanced at him suspiciously.

"Let me tell you." Yan Tianxing said.

"...Oh." Mo Shangyun nodded, and then asked, "How do your team plan to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

“The cabin in the woods, barbecue and enjoy the moon.”

"Appreciating the moon?" Mo Shangjun's eyebrows moved slightly and he asked deliberately, "What if it rains?"

"Then enjoy the rain."

Yan Tianxing replied indifferently.

Turning his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun walked up to Yan Tianxing, carrying the bag containing the lunch box, and said in a consultative tone: "Can..."

Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile and said, "Let's see how you behave."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun leaned down and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

Being kissed by her took the initiative and he was stunned for a second. Yan Tianxing chuckled softly, "So you are so smart?"

"In a word, should I do it?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, a bit cheating.

But in Yan Tianxing's eyes, it was just acting like a spoiled brat.
To be continued...