"Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing thanked each other one after the other.

Hearing the name from behind, Squad Leader Zhang paused slightly, turned around and looked this way. Ding Jing's heart trembled, and he quickly grabbed Mo Shangjun's wrist and ran out of the operation room in a hurry.

"You are a bitch, are you still afraid?"

After walking out of the operation room, Mo Shangjun opened the plastic bag and rolled his eyes at Ding Jing.

Ding Jing was helpless, "Didn't I just remember that I had to rely on him to eat the roast chicken after I finished talking?"

Mo Shangjun took out two copies from the bag and handed one to Ding Jing.

On their way to training, they had to pass by the cooking class. This was deliberately arranged by Mo Shangjun.

The cooking class always gets up earlier than others. Generally speaking, they all get up after Mo Shangjun warms up at the training ground. So Mo Shangjun will come over when passing by and tell them to leave a breakfast for himself.

, when will I ask for it?

In the previous few times, the breakfast Mo Shangjun received was cold. After a while, the breakfast became hot and there were more varieties. It was basically the same as what was eaten in the cafeteria at seven o'clock.

Some care and moisturizing is silent, but it is all real warmth.

"There are still moon cakes today!"

Ding Jing opened the paper bag and took out a paper-wrapped mooncake in surprise.

It's not big, just a little bigger than an egg, and the dough is different from ordinary mooncakes.

Because together with the hot breakfast, the mooncakes are also warm.

Mo Shangjun took a look at it and said, "It should be the mooncakes made by the cooking class."

While she was talking, Ding Jing had already taken a bite. Her mouth was full of oil, sweet and chewy, and it was so delicious that she squinted her eyes.

The dough is very thin, almost filled with fillings, and the fillings are also wrapped with egg yolk.

One bite, and it's so fragrant that you almost bite your tongue.

"Brother, are there any more mooncakes?!" Ding Jing couldn't wait to rush to the door of the operation room and poked his head inside, "I'll give you breakfast in exchange!"

Squad Leader Zhang, who had finished handling the matter, walked towards him. Seeing Ding Jing's fawning look on his face, he snorted slightly and walked past Ding Jing with an arrogant expression.

Things are rare and valuable.

It would be nice to give them one of the mooncakes he made.

Let them talk all day long about how good the cooking team of the men's team next door is.

If it's good, go find them.

Ding Jing "..."

I feel a strong sense of arrogance.

…

The mooncakes are indeed delicious.

Mo Shangjun did not go directly to Squad Leader Zhang for mooncakes like Ding Jing did, but instead asked for the recipe in a roundabout way, but Squad Leader Zhang sent him away with a bag of mooncakes.

On the condition that he wash Mo Shangjun's clothes for a week, Ding Jing snatched two of them from Mo Shangjun, and then ran away with breakfast.

The breakfast was delicious, and so were the mooncakes. Mo Shangjun was in a good mood. After breakfast, he carried the mooncakes and walked into the office building.

When he arrived at the door, he found that the door was open. When he looked inside, he saw Yan Tianxing sitting on the sofa with a serious look on his face.

Wear casual clothes.

Well, I was flipping through the book "Man-Han Banquet" she put on the coffee table.

She saw this book when she was wandering in the library two days ago. She thought it was quite interesting at the time. She thought of the "Manchu-Han banquet" that Yan Tianxing owed her, so she borrowed it.

Glancing at the figure at the door of Mo Shangjunchu, Yan Tianxing threw the book casually on the coffee table, then said with a slightly cold face, "Where did it go?"

"Does this need to be reported?" Mo Shangyun was surprised.

With slightly cold eyes, Yan Tianxing asked in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"

"Isn't it still early?"

Mo Shangjun glanced at the rising sun.

It was warm, and just by sensing the temperature, I knew it was not more than ten o'clock.

Can she still chat with Yan Tianxing for a whole day?

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Shangjun walked into the office.

As a result, after walking a few steps, I felt the temperature in the office drop suddenly, getting colder and colder as I went inside. My spine couldn't stop trembling and I felt goosebumps.

Although I don’t know why Yan Tianxing had such a big reaction, Mo Shangyun still had a certain amount of patience not long after "reuniting", so he coughed lightly and walked over, handing over the mooncakes to Monitor Zhang who had stayed to eat slowly.

Yan Tianxing stepped forward.

"Monitor Zhang's unique mooncake, do you want to try it?" Mo Shangjun said, and then added, "I don't bring it to most people."

"..."

Yan Tianxing felt a headache when he saw her making jokes.

Raising his hand to take the paper bag containing the mooncakes in front of him, Yan Tianxing opened the opening of the bag with his fingers, glanced at it and took out the mooncakes.

A very compact mooncake that can be eaten in just two bites.

Because of what happened last night, he couldn't sleep. As soon as it got dark, he came to intercept Mo Shangyun.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangjun got up earlier and looked around the dormitory and office buildings without seeing anyone.

I caught him and asked him a few questions, and he said he had disappeared with Ding Jing.

Yan Tianxing guessed that she had gone to do morning exercises. From the moment he laid eyes on her, his suspicion was confirmed.

No one was stopped, so Yan Tianxing waited for Mo Shangjun in the office and never went to have breakfast.

As a result, she did well. Not only did she eat it herself, but she also got some snacks.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Tianxing had eaten two months of cakes.

"Can you leave one for me?" Mo Shangyun felt a little distressed and sat next to Yan Tianxing to discuss with him.

"cannot."

Thinking of last night's photos makes her angry. She still wants to eat mooncakes?

Mo Shangyun "..."

Yan Tianxing folded the seal and said slowly, "Give me your mooncake mold."

His eyes fell on the paper bag in his hand. Mo Shangjun breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "What do you want that for?"

"The mooncakes will be gone after you finish them."

Probably understanding what he meant, Mo Shangyun nodded, "...Okay, I'll keep it in the dormitory and send it to you another day."

Putting the paper bag next to the "Man-Han Banquet" on the coffee table, Yan Tianxing glanced at her sideways and said, "You can take it down later when you go to take a shower and change clothes."

"Why should I take a shower and change clothes?"

Yan Tianxing didn't say anything, he stared at her with lowered eyebrows, then moved slightly closer to her, and sniffed her neck gently.

Itchy.

Mo Shangjun's scalp felt numb.

Then, she heard Yan Tianxing say in her ear, "It smells like sweat."

"I have been in the mud." Mo Shangyun leaned to the side, keeping a distance from him, and frowned and warned, "Yan Tianxing, have you learned to dislike it now? Don't push yourself too far!"

grass!

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't I say that she smells like sweat?!

Has this man’s emotional intelligence completely declined after experiencing the last setback?!

The fingertips brushed her earlobe, Yan Tianxing lowered his head to hers, held her waist with his other hand, and pressed his palm against her abdomen through the thin training clothes. He whispered, "I didn't say

I despise you."

Mo Shangjun was disturbed by his actions, "Here, let's go."

Yan Tianxing chuckled in her ear, "The temperature has cooled down today, and the sweat on your body has dried. Where is the heat?"

"..."

This man is poisonous and she can't seduce him.

Mo Shangyun stood up and wanted to leave.

However, his arm muscles were very strong, and he held her waist so tightly that she couldn't break free for a while.

I don’t want to really be tough with him.

Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said, "We'll go out for a heart-to-heart talk later. If you like this outfit, I don't mind either."
To be continued...