As soon as time passed, Lingyu came to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun heard the intentionally made movements of the step to allow for it-this is a secret signal, indicating that the friendly army is approaching, no need to be vigilant.

After putting down the telescope, Mo Shangyun glanced at Ding Jing who was sleeping, and then looked at the figure of Yirong, and then took the initiative to get up and walked towards Yirong.

Seeing this, Bu Yirong did not approach anymore, but stood waiting for her.

Shortly afterwards, Mo Shangjun dialed the shrubs and bushes that were in front of him and smoothly followed the steps to converge.

Bu Rong held a satellite phone in his hand and was in charge of meeting DARK with equipment.

"Meet?" Mo Shangyun asked in a low voice.

"Ok."

Bu Yirong responded, and distributed the equipment he had got to Mo Shangyun.

He only took the points he and Su Bei, Mo Shangjun, Ding Jing and Yan Tianxing equipment, all gave Mo Shangjun.

The equipment of the three people is a bit heavy, but it is full of solidity in the hands.

Putting it in his hand, ink on the corner of his lips, "Thank you."

Bu Yirong smiled and said: "Your credit."

The two said goodbye.

Bu Yirong carried the equipment to merge with Northern Jiangsu, while Mo Shangyun took the equipment and returned to Ding Jing.

Ding Jing will wake up before closing his eyes and asking if Mo Shangyun is equipped.

After Mo Shangyun gave a positive answer, Ding Jing fell asleep again.

It took Mo Shangyun a few minutes to put all the equipment into different categories.

Identify the specific point, which is complicated and not messy, and within easy reach.

Guns, ammunition, communication equipment.

complete.

Mo Shangyun stared at the equipment, and after a while, he exhaled for a long time.

The sense of security brought about by lethal weapons is simply unimaginable.

My heart was completely settled.

Picking up the telescope, Mo Shangjun continued to watch the situation.

The village seemed to be shrouded in tranquility, far from the imaginary silence.

Some people still haunt occasionally.

More than a long time later, Mo Shangyun finally yawned. When the physiological tears were spreading in the eyes, the pictures seen through the telescope lens were all a little hazy.

However, in these short seconds, Mo Shangyun glanced at a familiar tattoo.

Fleeting.

Mo Shangyun immediately sober.

*

Four o'clock in the morning.

As soon as autumn arrives, it gets late and late.

At this point, the sky outside was deep and dark, no star was hanging, the night was dark, and there was no light.

Yan Tianxing opened his eyes suddenly when he should have fallen into a dream.

And, sober in an instant.

Light footsteps, heavy objects blowing in the wind, air currents in the air...

A figure appeared in front of the bed.

Silent, cat-like agility.

Yan Tianxing, who had mobilized his vigilance and precautions for the first time, disappeared at the moment when he glanced at the figure in front of the bed, and the heart he lifted returned to his place instantly.

Hearing the slight movements in the bed, Mo Shangjun asked in a low voice: "Wake up?"

"Ok."

Yan Tianxing responded.

"Alertness is so high."

Mo Shangyun grunted and took off his coat and threw it to the chair next to it.

Yan Tian Xing Qingxiao: "Almost worse than you."

"..."

Mo Shangyun is considering whether this is a commendation.

Then, she heard Yan Tianxing add with a smile: "I can't sleep next to someone when I fall asleep."

"..." Suddenly, Mo Shangyun lifted off the corner of the bed, took off her shoes, and lay down on the side. She was lying next to Yan Tianxing, groping her hand under the bed, grabbing Yan Tianxing's hand, and she said softly, " I won't now."

Yan Tianxing clasped her fingers, her voice smiled low and warm, and he said, "So, it's not me who cured your broken hair."

"..."

For a moment of silence, Mo Shangyun coaxed him, "Yan Xiaoxing, don't be jealous."

"It's panic," Yan Tianxing said along her.

"Used to it."

Fingers were scratching in his palm, and Mo Shangjun's head was leaning forward, and he was closer.

"How many little lovers do you want to raise?" Yan Tianxing's tone was flattered and helpless.

"Little lovers are not afraid of too much, just look good." Mo Shangyun is quite proud, not guilty or nervous, and very comfortable.

"I don't look better than them?"

"Different types..." Mo Shangyun said, "Relax, you will always be the one who is famous."

"..."

Fallen.

He actually fell to the point of being jealous with a group of women?

My heart is still sour.

Just in case this topic became more and more unstoppable, Yan Tianxing stopped it in time, and then shifted the topic, "Did you sleep all night?"

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded softly, and then said, "I'll sleep for a while."

"Ok."

"Wake up and talk to you again..."

"it is good."

Yan Tianxing responded patiently to her.

However, in a blink of an eye, he heard Mo Shangyun's breathless breath.

Leaning his head, Yan Tianxing saw her outline in the dark.

She has fallen asleep.

She was very regular when she was sleeping, lying on her side, motionless, her hands held by him and no longer attacking him in her sleep.

There is indeed a big change.

Listening to her breathing, she felt the temperature of her lying on her side. The only drowsiness that Yan Tianxing had left was swept away, and her brain became clearer with time.

This situation is the same as dreaming.

*

Mo Shangyun slept peacefully for two hours.

She wakes up naturally.

When he woke up, Yan Tianxing was still lying beside her.

It should have cooled down.

The quilt was thin, but his body temperature was very warm and he didn't feel the slightest chill.

Mo Shangyun opened her eyes. Since she was not fully awake, she squinted unconsciously and saw Yan Tianxing through the gap in the morning light.

Quiet and at ease.

Everything is like a dream.

Mo Shangyun was in a trance, suspecting he was still dreaming.

Until she heard Yan Tianxing's inquiry, "Wake up?"

"……Well."

Mo Shangyun responded vaguely, still a little unconscious.

However, I believe that this is not a dream.

"Squint again."

"Make an appointment with them, past eight o'clock."

Mo Shangyun's voice was so sleepy, lazy, with a weary tone, a little confused and lovely.

Hanging his eyelids slightly, Yan Tian Xing looked at her quietly and said, "It's still early."

Mo Shangyun asked: "What time is it?"

"Six o'clock."

"Then, squint for another two minutes..."

Mo Shangjun had some difficulty in relaxing himself.

Yan Tianxing was helpless and distressed.

Two minutes?

She is also embarrassed to regard this as "sleeping lazy"...

With his arm stretched, Yan Tianxing lay slightly on his side and wrapped her waist.

However, Mo Shangyun pushed his hand away. She didn't open her eyes, but frowned and muttered: "Don't touch me."

Yan Tianxing moved stiffly.

However, at the next moment, Mo Shangyun heard it softly added: "Afraid of crushing you."

With a smile, Yan Tianxing rubbed her soft hair and said softly, "No."