Just like these three pictures, let the group blow up the pot.

Peng Yuqiu: Is this my Yan Ye? Could it be P?

Peng Yuqiu: Where did you come from this picture?

Duan Zimu: It's quite worthy. I wish them a hundred years of good luck. I will prepare a big red envelope. @墨上譠, let's take a few photos too.

Peng Yuqiu: Alphabet Master, don't act so obvious.

Yan Gui: [Crying] [Crying] I even specially found someone to identify it, which is definitely not P, even the beauty filter is not added, the original picture is like this, there is no trace of movement.

Peng Yuqiu: Impossible! I never knew the existence of such a woman!

Yan Gui: Your captain will let you know that he has objects outside? You can afford yourself too much!

Peng Yuqiu: ...I said I was injured.

Mo Shangyun went down to read the information all the way, and finally had no patience to read it. Pull directly to the end and click the box to enter the information.

Mo Shangjun: @燕归, where are the photos?

After being silent for a while, Yan Gui sent a series of voices directly.

——“It’s been sent by several military friends in the group before, and I haven’t contacted them for a long time. They are asking who Yan Ye is, who is so handsome and ruined by this woman. This woman doesn’t seem to score well. I’m looking for someone I inquired about the source of the picture, it should be the woman who sent the circle of friends herself, the time is today. I originally wanted to ask a few more words, but he has left in advance. You can rest assured, I will help you investigate again, absolutely All her information will be dug out for you!"

Bad score?

Know a group of soldiers?

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and just wanted to send a few more words in the past. As a result, he saw a series of voices again. When he looked closely, it was actually sent by Mu Cheng.

"Lying trough lying trough! The bunker!"

"I just saw them get together and thought what they were doing, the feelings were taking selfies?!"

"My Grandpa Yan, I'm going to rush to fight with the woman--"

Peng Yuqiu said indifferently: You go, I'm going to clean up for you now.

Yan Gui said in surprise: It was just taken? Yan Ye is with her now?

Yan Jinping said calmly: Didn't you go to the meeting?

Not long after, Mucheng sent another string of voices.

"The meeting is tomorrow's business. As soon as I arrived today, Yan Ye answered a phone call and said he wanted to go out. He also changed his casual clothes specially! Let me also change the suit. I also made a thief because of the big thing. I was nervous, and the result was good. People reported the name of a shopping mall. When I arrived at the door, the woman with strong makeup and a perfume smell came together. Yan Ye asked me to wait, and then pulled the door to go with the woman. ."

"My mother, the woman hooked up with him as soon as she came up. Isn't Yan Ye having a cleansing habit? He didn't beat her!"

"Next, Yan Ye took her shopping to buy, and this woman was too bad, so she chose to buy expensive things, and visually observed that Yan Ye's half-year salary hit her. I also don't understand, how could Yan Ye Provoking such a woman..."

"Now they are eating. Just half an hour ago, when they waited for the meal to arrive, the woman took the initiative to rub him next to Yan Ye and took the phone and swiped it. Based on my judgment of Yan Ye, the wise god, this It’s definitely not as simple as taking a selfie... lying on the trough, but the face was beaten!"

"Feeling Yan Ye's image collapsed in my mind. Brothers, if I leave the car in Kaihe later, it must be that I can't bear to die with Yan Ye."

"But seriously, this woman looks pretty, except she looks taller..." Mu Cheng couldn't say anything.

Damn, this woman is taller than him!

There is a saying he dare not say: if it was not preconceived for Mo Shangyun, he would also feel that Yan Ye is a good match with the woman, at least he will not have such a strong resistance.

Peng Yuqiu: Don't talk about the calf anyway, I don't believe it anyway. Yan Ye has never been so arrogant even if he is looking for an object.

Duan Zimu: Man, don't deceive yourself.

Peng Yuqiu: You can’t wait for Yan Ye to have someone outside, right? !

Duan Zimu: Yes.

Peng Yuqiu: Seven o'clock, after the mountain appointment!

Duan Zimu: Not free.

Mo Shangjun withdrew from the group chat and was impatient to read on.

Mute the phone, throw it into the drawer, and Mo Shangyun went straight out of the office.

Yan Tianxing eats and drinks outside. She stays in the base, and she can’t always be hungry, right?

Fill your stomach first, otherwise it will only make you more uncomfortable.

*

Yan Tianxing’s gossip dared to talk about Yangui and others, and talked to a few trusted people, only the few people in the group, and the rest were afraid of the walls and ears. Don't dare to say anything.

So, there was no spread.

Mo Shangyun came to the men's team cafeteria and said a few words to Chen Ban. Finally, he didn't bother Chen Ban with his own hands. He made some ingredients and fried two side dishes.

Another bowl of hot rice.

Serve at one end.

As soon as Mo Shangyun sat down, he saw Duan Zimu walking into the cafeteria, "Wipe a meal?"

"You didn't eat it?"

Picking up his rice bowl, Mo Shangjun sandwiched himself with chopsticks.

Duan Zimu's face did not change color and said: "Hungry."

"Mo Mo! I want to eat too!"

Yan Gui, who arrived at the back foot, shouted in a hurry.

At the same time, he glared at Duanzi Mu-this **** **** at risk!

Duan Zimu was calm.

Slender lady, gentleman is so good.

What's wrong?

Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids lazily, "The meal is in the kitchen."

Duan Zimu and Yan Gui walked to the back kitchen together. Yan Gui lowered his voice and warned Duan Zimu that he should use his fair means to pursue his home ink. Don’t seize this gap and use caution. Duan Zimu said I was careful. He was seen through Momo in your house, he just walked through it.

In fact, Duan Zimu couldn't talk about seizing the opportunity to get Mo Shangyun's heart-after all, Mo Shangyun is still in the mood to cook and eat by himself, and he wouldn't have been taking advantage of him.

He simply wanted to see her.

Not long after, Duan Zimu and Yangui came back with rice. Although both of them were full, the dishes cooked by Mo Shangyun were too tasty, and the portion was too small, so the three of them had a bowl in front of them. Before the rice is finished, the two small dishes are gone. The plate is empty, like a new plate.

"..."

The three were speechless.

Three seconds later, Duan Zimu stood up first, "I will fry two more dishes."

Mo Shangyun said: "Chili scrambled eggs."

Yan took it for granted: "I'll just order a stir-fried fried meat. I just think there is a little left in the ingredients."

Duan Zimu: "..." Mo Shangyun ordering food is understandable, what is the fun of Yan's return?

Without reason to be squeezed by Yangui, Duanzi Muliang looked at Yangui coolly and said, "Together."

Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun as if asking for help.

Mo Shangyun ignored him.

Yan Gui immediately wailed and followed Duan Zimu to the operation room.

*

Operation room.

Duan Zimu directs Yangui to do things, take eggs, cut peppers, dry clean, cut the meat into shreds...

Yan Gui wandered around busy, and finally looked at the leisurely Duan Zimu, and he couldn't help but ask: "Do you know how to cook? Do you know how to fry chili fried eggs?"

Glancing at Yan Gui, Duan Zimu didn't speak, but he was a mysterious master who "showed you tonight".

Yan Guiman was full of mistrust. He glanced at him contemptuously, holding the broken pot and broken heart, and prepared the materials one by one for him.

Duan Zimu put on the pot and turned on the gas stove.

Next, I heard the sound of tinker bells in the operating room-

"Lying trough, the first time I saw the egg before the oil was hot!"

"Fire! The pot is lit by you!"

"Duan Zimu, I really believe in your evil, I will believe that you will cope with a few side dishes!"

"Did you ever cook anything other than barbecue?"

...

The whole operation room was shouted by Yan Gui collapsed.

Mo Shangyun, who was still waiting, heard something wrong and got up and walked to the operation room.

As a result, as soon as she entered from this path, she saw the steps of Rongrong and Subei who had arrived.

As for Duan Zimu, he turned off the gas stove calmly, then picked up the lid and put a lid on the burning pot. He acted neatly. I didn't know that he helped deal with the disorder.

The burnt smell floating in the pot successfully sold Duan Mu, who was calm and calm.

Three words suddenly flashed in Mo Shangyun's mind-pretending to be a calf.

At first, the image of Duan Zimu's "modest son, gentleness like jade" collapsed instantly.

Mo Shangyun laughed and raised his forehead.

Subei was ridiculed, "Can be able to cook a dish that burns the kitchen. I haven't seen you for so many years. Having said that, if you don't cook, you have to cook, so you are not afraid of the cooks. Assassinate you?"

"Mistakes."

Duan Zimu said very calmly.