The motorcycle stopped.

In the interplay of light and shadow, the figure sitting on the motorcycle came into view clearly.

Mo Shangjun's expression was clearly stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed past.

The next moment, the rider released the motorcycle handle, raised his hand, and took off the helmet.

Against the light, there are slightly longer hair fluttering in the light and shadow, and the optical fiber is scattered diagonally, reflecting half of the profile. The face is stunning, and the narrow phoenix eyes are somewhat similar to Mo Shangjun, but it has a different mature charm.

.

She looks like she is only in her early thirties, and she looks very much like Mo Shangjun's sister.

She held her helmet with one hand, raised her eyes, and looked over here. There was a night wind blowing from behind her, her shawl hair was messy and dancing, her clothes were flying, and her figure showed a domineering side and a strong aura.

,striking.

The two glances, that inadvertent glance, made the person who was swept by his gaze shiver all over, and subconsciously straightened their backs and tensed up their nerves.

"Master?"

"goddess?"

Two startled voices came from the front, namely Yan Jinchao and Yan Gui.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Jinchao in front of him with some confusion, and finally suppressed the confusion. She didn't seem to see anything, so she turned around and left.

Of the thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

Queen Cen is a mistress not easy to mess with.

Suddenly, a voice came from a leisurely pace, forcibly stopping her steps——

"Why, you didn't even say hello?"

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly and turned around without any hesitation.

I saw the eyes of the cyclist passing by Yan Gui and Yan Jinchao in front of me, and fell accurately on her. His narrow eyes narrowed, with a leisurely and interesting look, which was clearly intentional.

Yan Gui turned sideways, looked at Mo Shangyun, winked at her, and motioned for her to hurry over and say hello.

He stood by his goddess without any loyalty at all.

As for Yan Jinchao, he seemed to be aware of the unusual identities of Mo Shangjun and the cyclist. The zombie face that had not changed for thousands of years finally noticed some changes, which seemed to be a bit surprised.

This pause, coupled with the fact that the motorcycles made such a big noise, caused many students coming out of the cafeteria to stop and cast curious glances in this direction.

If Mo Shangjun hadn't been here, everyone would have gathered around him.

Mo Shangyun stayed there for two seconds. Finally, he raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat, frowned and walked towards the overwhelming woman in front of him.

Come closer and stand still.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.

This person's surname is Cen, and her single name is Yiyijun. People in the world call her Cen Nuxia.

Well...Similarly, she is also her mother-in-law.

"mom."

Looking at the face that was no bigger than his own, and feeling the overwhelming aura, Mo Shangyun reluctantly shouted.

Her voice was not loud, but Yan Gui and Yan Jinchao, who were not far away, could hear her clearly.

Yan Gui, who knew the situation, had no expression, but was very pleased. On the other hand, Yan Jinchao's eyes widened suddenly, looking at this sister-like person almost in disbelief, as if he had seen a new world, and for a moment he couldn't accept it at all.

Cen Jin tilted his head and looked Mo Shangjun up and down, then raised his left hand and took off Mo Shangjun's training cap.

Mo Shangyun watched her movements silently.

She endures.

Therefore, the scene of Mo Shangjun, the domineering fighting instructor and female soldier instructor in the training camp, being taken off his hat by an unknown woman in full view of the public clearly caught the eyes of many students and aroused the excitement.

Array conjecture.

——Who is this?

——What’s the origin?

——What’s the relationship with Instructor Mo?

——Is there anyone who can suppress Instructor Mo?

"Get in the car."

Withdrawing his gaze, Cen Jin dropped two words.

"What, I'm busy with official duties..."

Before she finished speaking, a helmet was thrown towards her.

Mo Shangjun caught it with a speechless expression.

No matter how big a deal it is, it can't be overcome by this person's decision.

Glancing at the helmet in his hand, Mo Shangyun could only say: "Wait a moment."

After saying that, Mo Shangyun turned around and said, "Yan Gui?"

Yan Gui came over immediately.

However, the entire process was focused on Cen Jin who put on his helmet again.

"Goddess, how long will Mo Mo have to leave?" Yan Gui asked flatteringly and diligently.

Cen Jin took the helmet visor off with a snap, and said succinctly: "Send it back tomorrow morning."

"That's it..." Yan Gui thought about it, then faced Mo Shangyun, patted his chest and promised, "Mo Mo, I will give you all the detailed lists tomorrow morning."

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, acting awkwardly, "Isn't that bad?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yan Gui said decisively like a dog-legger, "Your business is my business!"

The corners of Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched.

This face changes very quickly.

Seeing that there were more and more people around, Mo Shangyun had no intention of continuing to stand and watch the show. He put the helmet on his head, then put his hand on Cen Jun's shoulder, and took advantage of his strength to get on the motorcycle.

car.

Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun with envy.

It’s great to be a daughter...

"Xiao Yan is back." Cen Jun suddenly called him.

"I am here!"

Yan Guileng stood up straight, wishing he could salute Cen Jin with a military salute.

Cen Jin ordered: "Tell your chief instructor that I have taken him away, and I will come back to make up for the leave."

"Oh, good!"

Regardless of whether it was reasonable or not, Yan Gui nodded without any thought.

Mo Shangjun was silently ashamed in the car.

This is also...too unreliable.

Cen Jin glanced at him, said nothing, started the motorcycle and left.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from everyone's sight along with the car.

Yan Gui waved his hands happily, then reluctantly looked away.

However, when he came to his senses, a cold wind suddenly hit him behind him, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Immediately following, came Yan Jinchao's voice: "Yan Gui."

Yan Gui shivered, then turned around and looked at Yan Jinchao with a strange look on his face, and then belatedly remembered Yan Jinchao's previous shout——

"Master."

"What is your relationship with my goddess?" Yan Gui asked first.

"Do you know each other?"

"Of course!" Yan Gui nodded without hesitation, with a proud look on his face.

Yan Jinzhao frowned, "She is instructor Mo's mother?"

"Yes." Yan Gui said decisively.

"..."

Yan Jinchao was silent for a moment, then walked away thoughtfully.

Yan Gui subconsciously wanted to stop him, "Hey, wait a minute -"
To be continued...