Mo Shangjun thoroughly enjoyed the morning warm-up.
Having been cooped up in the office for a week, it felt like all her bones had grown stiff. After some exercise, she finally felt her body relax considerably.
With a good mood, she supervised the reconnaissance soldiers' punishment run, and then casually made her way to the mess hall.
—Ya Tianxing's repeated emphasis had some effect.
At the very least, now she wasn't just placating her stomach with two buns in the morning, but had added a bowl of porridge, an egg, and if she arrived early occasionally, she could also grab the most popular fried dough sticks from the second company.
This morning, Mo Shangjun had two hot buns, a bowl of porridge, one egg, and later when she saw there was milk available in the dining hall, she also drank a cup of milk.
To her, this was simply luxurious.
Mo Shangjun returned to the office satisfied, feeling refreshed from the exhaustion caused by losing sleep over Ya Tianxing last night.
