"What are you doing for me?"

It was really tickled by him, and Mo Shangyun threw away his hand and stood up directly.

"hiss--"

Yan Tianxing took a breath of air in pain.

Mo Shangyun moved closer, "Is there a wound?"

As a result, he lowered his head and found that the wound stitched on his arm was not different. At the same time, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes at the same time, his eyes and brows were full of joking smiles.

"...Fuck."

Mo Shangyun scolded quite sullenly when he recovered.

"I'll go find them."

After dropping the words, Mo Shangyun turned and left.

However, in a moment of turning around, Yan Tianxing gripped his wrist.

Yan Tian Xing said lightly: "Let them wait."

"..." Mo Shangyun said, emphasizing, "I'll get the medicine."

Yan Tianxing glanced to the side, "There are bandages and wound medicine in the closet, you take it."

Mo Shangyun turned sideways, frowning unexpectedly, "You even see the wardrobe of the little girl?"

"……I did not see."

Yan Tianxing reluctantly defended himself.

However, he still knew where to put things.

"How do you say something?" Mo Shangyun seemed to think about it seriously, and then raised an eyebrow at Yan Tianxing. "A man's mouth, a deceptive ghost."

Yan Tianxing was not annoyed and angry, and he was relaxed and happy between the eyebrows. He asked with ease and asked: "It's only a few minutes before we start finding fault?"

"..." Shit, eaten to death by him.

Looking down at the hand at the wrist, Mo Shangyun moved a little uncomfortably, but this time he didn't dare to shake him off, only to say: "My hand is heavy, you let go."

Yan Tianxing loosened her by words.

Mo Shangjun walked to the closet door.

"You were picked by her?"

"How did you find it?"

Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing asked at the same time.

Mo Junyun gave a glance at him, and after a brief look, the two could not help laughing.

"I found Pei Linyuan and asked him to find you." Mo Shangyun said.

"DARK?"

Yan Tian Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of such a mercenary organization.

He didn't ask why.

The weather is bad and the terrain is complicated. The military and police naturally put the safety of the soldiers first, so it is justifiable to give up him.

In that case, the chance of survival is minimal.

But one can also imagine the mood of Mo Shangyun and the group of people at the base...

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

But it cost a lot of money.

The wardrobe was opened, and I knew at a glance that the girl was a good wife and a good mother. The wardrobe was not big, the clothes were neatly and orderly folded, and all the items were clearly displayed.

After experiencing such a long period of militarized management, Mo Shangyun actually had certain obsessive-compulsive disorder, especially in the area of ​​internal affairs.

The girl's wardrobe can satisfy Mo Shangyun's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, what surprised her was that in addition to some women's clothes and several men's clothes in the closet, she glanced at the clothing size, which was slightly smaller than Yan Tianxing's.

The style is quite old.

What Yan Tianxing wore just now doesn't fit very well.

"I was saved by her." Yan Tianxing said.

"Don't you promise me?"

Picking up the box with medicine and bandages, Mo Shangyun turned and walked towards him.

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids, looked at the ink on the line of sight, and said profoundly: "Heart is weak."

Throwing the box at the empty table at his hand, the two eyebrows of Mo Shangyun tightened tightly, "Yan Tianxing, are you looking for a pump?"

Yan Tianxing raised his hand and raised his eyebrows, saying: "I say you."

"..."

Mo Shangyun said for a moment.

However, Yan Tianxing's teasing gaze made Mo Shangyun flinch for no reason and avoided it subconsciously.

She stepped aside, opened the box, and said, "Not much use?"

Yan Tianxing said: "She won't use it."

He was a bit conscious when he was rescued, but then he fell asleep for a few days.

The little girl found his medical bag, but she couldn't read it, and she couldn't use it. Even the bandages were used indiscriminately. She used local earthwork and found some herbs on the mountain to treat Yan Tianxing's wounds.

A few days later, Yan Tian Xing stubbornly came over, and then he sewed his needle and performed anti-inflammatory treatment, but the little girl was not good at bandaging the wound, or the little girl helped.

Mo Shangyun took out the medicine and asked, "Was she live alone?"

"Well." Yan Tianxing said, "Six years ago, her father died."

After a pause, Mo Shangyun thought about it and asked again, "Where does she sleep?"

"living room."

Mo Shangyun thought about it carefully. Although the living room is not spacious, and the things are full of things, there is indeed a bamboo couch enough to sleep alone.

"Is she credible?" Mo Shangyun said, "This place is not safe."

Mo Shangyun was mindful of the information given by DARK, and he did not dare to relax his vigilance.

Both Blackhawk and S Regiment are active nearby.

Neither organization is on their side, especially the S regiment, thinking until Yan Tianxing died. If you know that Yan Tianxing is here, you will inevitably take some actions.

Yan Tianxing nodded and said, "Believable."

After taking the medicine, Mo Shangyun looked at him suspiciously, "So sure?"

Yan Tianxing said: "Tell you later."

If you say it once, you say it twice, and you might as well wait for them to be there.

Mo Shangyun also expected this, and now she wants to give Yan Tianxing a dressing. She doesn't want to call Ding Jing and Su Bei, so she didn't ask, but she defaulted to Yan Tianxing's reasons.

"What are you talking about now?"

After taking everything out, Mo Shangyun walked to him and looked at him.

She has taken off the damaged shirt.

Even if many parts of the body are **** by bandages, Yan Tianxing's figure is still impressive, strong and strong arms, without a tendon and a proper texture line, no more than one point, not a few cents, can be called a perfect body.

This figure, Mo Shangyun is not the first time to see.

Yes, not tired.

Hormones explode.

However, Yan Tianxing also deliberately lowered his voice, and his voice was sexy, "Say you."

There was no touch at all, but only sound, but Mo Shangyun felt that his skin was trembling.

A few seconds later, Mo Shangyun eased over and lifted his eyes to Yan Tianxing. His dark eyes were mixed with a warning, "Speak well, don't tease me."

Yan Tianxing sat like an uncle, looking up at her, his expression faded into a smile instead of a smile. He was lazy, "Can't I even speak with you?"

Mo Shangyun yawned, and said angrily: "Wait until you get dressed."

The face of the evildoer, bear.

With this figure, with that voice... Who are you? !

Walking sultry machine.

It’s good luck if the little girl doesn’t knock him down, otherwise he can be replaced by any wild village flower, and he will be able to eat and wipe in minutes!

His innocence...Go to hell!

"be envious?"

Yan Tianxing smiled like a fox.

"..." Narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly on the ink, "Just with your delicate body now, I can subdue you in three strokes with just one finger."

Delicate? !

He is a big man... delicate? !

This is intolerable.

As if touching the scales, Yan Tianxing suddenly stood up from the chair.

He was tall, even though he was injured, but came together and directly covered most of the head of the ink on Jun, covering the light transmitted through the window, and the shadow hit the figure on the ink, causing the momentum of the ink on Jun to suddenly weaken.

Slender fingers lifted Mo Shangyun's chin, Yan Tianxing lowered his head, her figure reflected in his eyes, he said in a word: "Repeat, who is said to be weak?"

Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, "Sit back to me!"

"Do not sit."

Uncle Yan is as stubborn as the old man in the village.

Throwing the bandage on the table, the ink was staring at him coolly, "What's the matter, right?"

Virtue!

Get used to him!

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows, "Are you trying?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and wanted to calm himself down.

However, the lack of flatness on the face of this man is really unbearable.

Mo Shangjun stretched his hand and struck the bandage on Yan Tianxing's waist. Yan Tianxing's wrist went down, dissolving Mo Shangjun's movement. Mo Shangjun likes repeated attacks, and Yan Tianxing knows well, but Mo Shangjun did not shoot one after another this time, but wrapped the blocked hand around Yan Tianxing's wrist, and the delicate smooth skin was close to his , Warm fingers grabbed his wrist, the touch made Yan Tianxing slightly distracted.

She moved forward slightly.

The breath that belongs to her penetrates into the nose, and the temperature close to it is very clear.

However, the next moment Mo Shangjun's free hand was pressed against his shoulder. Yan Tianxing took pain, and as Mo Shangjun pushed him back, he sat directly back on the chair.

At the moment of falling down, Yan Tianxing took her hand and pulled her down slightly.

However, Mo Shangyun's swift hand quickly pressed his hand on the table and supported it, without letting himself fall on him.

After stopping, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows towards Yan Tianxing, slightly lightly and proudly, "It's your fighting power that gives you seconds to become a scum!"

"..."

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