After Peng Yuqiu left, no one came to visit again.

Mo Shangjun had eaten lunch and washed the lunch box. He originally wanted to take a nap in the office, but he stayed up late last night and worked hard and didn't go back to the dormitory to take a shower. Now his short sleeves were soaked with sweat and the smell was really unpleasant, so he thought about it and went back.

dormitory.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out of the shower, I heard a knock on the door.

Mo Shangyun casually wiped his hair with a towel, put it on his head, and then walked to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Qiong, dressed in a smart military uniform, upright and heroic, was standing at the door.

Mo Shangjun, whose hair was messy and wet, was wearing a towel, and was wearing short-sleeved trousers and some messy clothes. Standing face to face with her, there was a very sharp contrast.

Seeing Mo Shangjun like this, Jiang Qiong looked a little surprised.

I am used to seeing Mo Shangjun dominate the training ground, control everything, be serious and rigorous in the conference hall, express clearly, and focus on work in the office. Now seeing her with such a down-to-earth and life-oriented attitude, it is inevitable that she will feel a little...

…Well, it’s novel and difficult to adapt to.

She is delicate and beautiful. It is difficult to pay attention to her appearance when working. Only at this time will you be amazed by her appearance.

She is not even twenty-four years old, that is a kind of youth that can be recognized at a glance.

"Mo Shangyun," Jiang Qiong retracted her hand from knocking on the door. After looking her over, she couldn't help but smile, "How long has it been since your phone was turned on?"

Mo Shangyun wiped the water droplets on his face with a towel and said: "It hasn't been turned on."

So far, he has never stopped, or even had a good rest. Mo Shangjun has never taken out the things he once had from his bag, let alone played with his mobile phone.

"No wonder," Jiang Qiong nodded and said, "Your dad couldn't find you, so he called my office. He asked me to remind you that I have given you leave and will go home at the end of the month."

"Well," Mo Shangyun said, "Thanks."

"How are you busy?"

"It's almost the final stage."

"That's okay," Jiang Qiong said, "next week's drill is very important to the leadership. This is an opportunity to prove the second women's team, so take good control of it."

"Um."

"You should rest first. If you need anything, you can come to me."

Jiang Qiong said goodbye.

When Mo Shangjun closed the door and pulled off the towel, he reached out and grabbed his hair. After feeling the length, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This hair really grew without me noticing...

She wanted to take a nap before delivering the report, but what Jiang Qiong had just explained made it difficult for Mo Shangyun to sleep peacefully. So after tidying up her clothes, she left the dormitory and took the report to the men's team next door.

When we arrived on the first floor, we happened to meet Ruan Yan coming downstairs.

"Looking for Yan Tianxing?" Ruan Yan asked.

"Um."

"He's not in now."

"Oh." Mo Shangjun responded, and then said, "I will go to his place to put a report first, and then I will come to your place to sleep."

Ruan Yan nodded.

Mo Shangjun waved his hands and walked towards the stairs rather sleepily.

…

Yan Tianxing is indeed not in the office.

Mo Shangjun put the report on his desk, then grabbed his hair and came to Ruan Yan's office.

Ruan Yan is a person who knows how to enjoy.

Unlike Yan Tianxing, who just drinks some tea or something.

GS9 does not limit the appropriate renovation of the office. As long as the renovation is not too exaggerated, the leaders will basically turn a blind eye. What's more, there are basically no leaders in Ruan Yan's office, so he is even more unscrupulous.

Ruan Yan's office chair and desk are all high-end, and it is said that they got them from Yan Tianxing; the sofa is brand new, although it is not big, but it is very comfortable, and the pillows are fluffy. It is said that he made a bet with Bu Yirong.

What Rong lost to him was that there were several drinks on the coffee table, including tea, coffee beans, milk tea, and corresponding utensils...

There is a rumor that in the past six months, Ruan Yan has transformed a completely empty office into a fleet of unprecedented comfortable rooms without spending any money.

When they have free time, every student likes to come here to sit and sit. Even if they don’t like drinking tea or coffee, they will drink some symbolically, just for fun.

Moreover, the air conditioner is generally not turned on in the office. After all, they are all soldiers. They are used to the wind and rain outside and have no intention of pursuing enjoyment - even Mo Shangyun usually does not turn it on.

However, Ruan Yan always makes rational use of resources and will never make himself miserable when he is in the office.

As soon as Mo Shangjun entered the door, he felt the cool wind in the room and smiled.

Looking around inside, he discovered that Ruan Yan had placed a new tank ornament on his bookcase in just a few days. He clicked his tongue and Mo Shangyun walked towards the sofa in a state of confusion.

I fell down on the sofa, leaned on the pillow, put the blanket on my body, and fell asleep quickly.

I didn't get much sleep for three days, and I worked overtime last night to sort out the report. In addition, Ruan Yan's sofa was really comfortable to sleep on, and Mo Shangjun had a very deep sleep.

After hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Mo Shangjun regained consciousness with the sharpness she had developed over the years, but she was still so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes. She mumbled and asked, "What time is it?"

"Six-thirty." Ruan Yan answered her promptly.

"Um?"

Mo Shangjun frowned, turned over and sat up.

She squinted her eyes, opened them a slit, and looked at the sky outside the door. Sure enough, the sky was full of sunset, and it was getting dark.

Ruan Yan had just finished training, poured himself a glass of water after entering the door, and then asked Mo Shangyun, "Have you been sleeping here?"

"Is Yan Tianxing back?"

As Mo Shangyun asked, Ruan Yan attracted his attention.

In my memory, Ruan Yan, who has always been working behind the scenes and sitting in the office, and Mo Shangyun rarely see Ruan Yan training on the training ground - it can be said that there are basically no scenes.

At most, I could watch Ruan Yan run a few laps.

Ruan Yan has obviously just trained, especially on this hot day. His clothes are all wet with sweat. He washed his face before coming, and his face is quite clean.

"Um."

In response, Ruan Yan drank the water in one gulp.

Mo Shangyun became more awake and raised his finger at him.

Ruan Yan came over inexplicably.

Along with him, there was Buddha who suddenly flew in from the door. It flapped its wings and originally wanted to fly to Ruan Yan, but it circled around Ruan Yan twice and then flew to Mo Shangyun. Finally, it flew to Mo Shangyun.

He rested on his shoulder, snuggling up to Mo Shangyun's head affectionately.

It's also strange. Ruan Yan has always taken care of the Buddha, and it is understandable to be close to the Buddha. However, the Buddha rarely has the opportunity to come into contact with Mo Shangjun. Since the contact for a while in May, he has never forgotten Mo Shangjun. Every time he sees Mo Shangjun,

Shangjun is always so affectionate.

Mo Shangjun stretched out his fingers and teased it, which made it coo.

Ruan Yan came to Mo Shangyun and asked, "What are you doing?"

Raising her eyes, Mo Shangyun raised her hand and pinched Ruan Yan's shoulders and arms. Feeling the obvious muscles, she raised her eyebrows and said, "It's quite strong."

"..."

Does this mean that he looks quite weak?

However, Mo Shangjun still had to ask more and more: "How many moves can I take?"

After a pause, Ruan Yan felt a little unhappy, but still said: "At least ten moves."

Any special forces unit has only one requirement for Ruan Yan: the ability to save his life.

If he really participates in any actual combat, he only needs to protect himself and does not need to assist other teammates. After all, as a correspondent in the First World War, he has more important tasks.

Compared with ordinary special forces, his physical fitness and skills in all aspects are fine, but they are just not outstanding enough.

"...Take back that 'unreadable' expression on your face." Ruan Yan's face darkened slightly.

Mo Shangyun stood up with a smile and patted his shoulder, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you well before."

"I'll go find Yan Tianxing first."

Mo Shangyun raised his legs and walked towards the door.

Glancing at the messy sofa, Ruan Yan couldn't help but say: "Fold the blanket for me."

"Thanks a lot."

After Mo Shangyun finished speaking, the person had disappeared at the door.

Ruan Yan: "..." Anyone else would never have the chance to step into his office again.

How could he make such a careless and harmful friend?

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To be continued...