When Yan Tianxing came out of the shower, he heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone in the drawer.

With a white towel on his head, Yan Tianxing walked to the desk, hooked his fingers out of the drawer, and took out his cell phone.

The screen lit up, it was a message from Ji Zhou.

Ji Zhouyan team.

Ji Zhou[picture]

Captain Mo caught the photo of Ji Zhou's friend, and the person with him looked familiar.

look familiar?

Immediately, Yan Tianxing leaned aside and tapped his slender fingers to enter WeChat and click on the picture.

He recognized the two figures that turned into ashes.

With just one look at Mo Shangjun's clothes and profile, he could determine Mo Shangjun's identity.

As for that thing next to it...

All the miscellaneous emotions condensed into one, and in the end, thousands of words could only be reduced to two words: "Fuck."

Suddenly, I remembered the words Mo Shangjun blurted out during those days of business trip——

"You need to change your temper. We young people find it boring when we fall in love with you..."

You are 'boring' with him, how can you chat with the 'young' Bai Chuan when you meet him in the mall?

My good mood was completely ruined by such a sudden photo.

After looking at it for a while, Yan Tianxing frowned, exited WeChat and entered the address book. After searching for a name, he clicked to call.

The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.

"It's strange that you can call me so late at night." A slightly teasing male voice came from the phone.

"..."

Yan Tianxing frowned even more tightly.

"What's the matter?" Guessing that he was about to hang up, the other party asked quickly.

After a long pause, Yan Tianxing asked, "How to make little girls not feel bored?"

"Pfft," the person on the other end of the phone chuckled, and then asked, "That fierce little wildcat from last year?"

"..."

Yan Tianxing thought for a moment and remembered what he was referring to.

Then, he hummed.

"Brother," the other party said earnestly, "With your skin, your identity, and your experience, there are a lot of girls waiting in line for you. Just the last time you came back to show your face, more than a dozen of them asked me for your contact information.

.Don’t think about it for a moment. If you can’t get it for more than a year, you either have your heart set on it or you really can’t get along with it. You’d better give up. Boredom and other things are just excuses..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Yan Tianxing cut off the phone.

Asking him for questions is like being mentally ill.

I wiped the water drops on my neck with a towel, and within a few seconds, a call came on my cell phone. This time it was an unknown number.

"Hello."

"It's hard to guard against it. I changed my cell phone."

The man is nearly thirty years old, and his tone is somewhat proud.

Surprisingly childish.

Yan Tianxing "..." was too lazy to respond to him.

The old man on the other side said in a genuine voice, "For someone as picky as you, I don't think it will be easy to meet a satisfied little wild cat -"

Yan Tianxing said in a deep voice, "I will take her back to meet her parents next month."

"...You already have it, why are you asking?"

"I don't mind pampering her to the heavens."

"..."

What a wife slave!

After taking a shower, Mo Shangyun yawned and rolled onto the bed.

For her and Ding Jing, the iron ladder in the middle was just a decoration and was rarely used.

As soon as he lifted up the quilt, Mo Shangyun heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Damn it, your mother Zhao is so annoying."

Ding Jing complained as he walked in.

Putting his elbows on the bed board, Mo Shangyun looked down doubtfully, "What?"

Ding Jing stood next to the bed, facing her, showing a pair of bright black eyes, "You said you did the same, why are you teasing her? After she knew that you and Captain Yan were dating, she almost doubted life, and she has been

Think about whether it is because you are too crazy and just make assumptions."

Mo Shangyun said a little funny, "That's not true. She thought wrong from the beginning..."

She was just going with the flow.

Unexpectedly, Baili Zhao believed in this matter.

"Fuck you!"

Ding Jing didn't believe it at all, but rolled his eyes at her.

She had just been pulled by Baili Zhao and questioned repeatedly for less than half an hour.

It's more uncomfortable than practicing hard for half an hour.

I almost knocked Baili Zhao out because he couldn't think about it for a moment.

Now that I was exhausted both physically and mentally, I was too lazy to talk to Mo Shangyun, so I turned around and walked to the closet, took out my clothes and planned to take a shower.

Mo Shangyun smiled and lay down to sleep without any worries.

The next day, early morning.

Even though he didn't sleep for long, the quality of his sleep was good, and Mo Shangjun felt refreshed after waking up.

It was not time for morning exercises and the wake-up call was not sounded, so Mo Shangjun stretched himself out of bed.

Ding Jing woke up when she heard some movement. She lay on the edge of the bed, yawned and asked Mo Shangjun, who was bending over to tie her shoelaces, "Why are you going so early?"

"Let's have a set meal." Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "Would you like to join us?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Ding Jing said sleepily, "I want to do morning exercise."

"That's the amount?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows.

"..."

Fuck, I’m so excited!

Lifting the quilt, Ding Jing stood up like a carp and jumped out of bed.

Mo Shangyun felt a gust of wind blowing down from the top of his head, which made him feel a little chilly.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the sky outside the balcony.

The sky was dark and quiet, and the wind blowing into the dormitory was wrapped in a hint of coolness.

The weather is getting cooler.

…

Because of this understatement, Ding Jing successfully joined Mo Shangjun's set team.

Mo Shangjun's morning training package is very cumbersome. One process takes four or five hours, which is much higher than during the assessment training period.

——After Ding Jing once practiced with Mo Shangyun, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mo Shangyun was so relaxed in basic projects when facing assessment training.

Mo Shangyun's training level is really scary.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing finished training. They were sweating profusely and their training uniforms were soaked with sweat.

When Ding Jing followed Mo Shangjun towards the cafeteria, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and twisted them, and the sweat soaked in his clothes fell down in drops. The two people passing by were so frightened that they murmured whether they had gone swimming.

Ding Jing looked confused.

Mo Shangjun chuckled silently.

As always, Mo Shangjun sneaked into the kitchen with ease.

Squad leader Zhang caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, without even looking at her, he raised his hand and grabbed the bag next to him, and threw it directly towards Mo Shangyun.

"Thank you, monitor Zhang!"
To be continued...