The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

"Yan Yan," Su Yan stood in front of the cell, looking at Hughes' bloody body, her eyes opened in disbelief, "Yan Yan, save me."

Hughes was pale, his clothes were not stained red with blood, and he looked straight at her with a pair of blue eyes.

She had never seen Hughes in such a miserable state. In her heart, he was always elegant, dignified and personable.

Su Yan panicked, "Hughes, what's wrong with you? How did you get hurt like this?"

"It's Fengjue," Hughes' voice was cold and cold, and Su Yan felt a chill running through her blood, and she was very scared, "Yanyan, he wants to kill me, and also wants to kill Ziyi, You are going to save us."

She shook her head subconsciously, "No, no, I will find a way, and Ziyi and César will come to rescue you..."

"Yanyan, save us..."

No matter what she said or comforted, Hughes kept repeating this sentence, Su Yan felt shuddering.

What shocked her even more was that the blood on Hughes' body continued to flow out, as if he would not stop until all the blood on his body was drained.

She was terrified, and rushed over to stop it, but she sat up all at once.

Open your eyes, is the vast darkness.

She looked at the starlight outside the window, God's cold sweat kept coming out of her forehead, her body was almost freezing, it was a dream, she closed her eyes, panting desperately, it was just a dream.

But why, this dream gave her such a terrifying feeling, she could even recall the scene where Hughes' blood kept coming out, her hand accidentally touched her arm, only to find a layer of blood on her skin particles.

Waking up from the nightmare, she subconsciously wanted to look at the man beside her, but when she touched her hand, there was a slight residual warmth, but the man was gone.

Her sanity has not yet fully awakened from sleep, and she holds her heart high, like watching a terrifying horror movie, which makes her feel scared.

What about Feng Jue?Where did the wind go.

This dream made her very disturbed, she got out of bed without thinking, and went to find someone without turning on the light or turning on her shoes.

Her steps were so weak that she almost had to prop herself up against the wall to walk.

Just out of the bedroom door, she saw the light in his study was on, she was very disturbed now, she needed him.

The door of the study was closed, Su Yan was about to open the door and walk in, but she heard the voice inside in vain.

"I know," his tone of voice was completely different from what he usually heard, "don't worry, since Gong Ziyi is coming to your door, I won't be polite."

Su Yan's footsteps stopped instantly, and she even had a conditioned reflex, turned around and leaned against the wall outside the door, holding her breath, not letting herself make any sound.

"The role of the bait is to seduce the enemy. I have been waiting for this day for a long time," Feng Jue lazily looked out of the window. The night was heavy and there were only dim stars, just like his mood at this time.

"Mom, I will do what I promised you. Don't worry."

Su Yan listened to his even gentle voice, it was not the gentleness he used to coax her, nor the flatness when he was really angry, but a kind of indifference and killing intent emanating from his bones, but he used gentleness to Made a layer of packaging.

Her heart began to drop slowly, as if she was weightless.

"I will take Gong Ziyi's life." He held a black phone in his hand, and kept lightly tapping the table with the other hand, casually, "You should have told me about Hua'an's relationship with Yemen earlier. .”

On the other side of the phone was a woman's cold voice with a smile, "If you want to fight with Gong Ziyi, then you should naturally get the information yourself. I don't care about Hughes, but what are you going to do with that woman of Gong Ziyi? ?”

Feng Jue's fingers stopped, and he said calmly, "She is my woman now," paused, and continued, "In the future, she will always be."

"Absolutely," the woman's voice was full of disapproval, "I would not interfere with what kind of woman you want, but you must never touch a woman who has anything to do with Yemen. After using that woman, give it to me." Get rid of it."

"I don't want to see that the girl who will become my daughter-in-law in the future has any ambiguous relationship with the surname Gong. Especially, the woman who almost becomes Xia Jin's daughter-in-law will turn off my appetite."

Feng Jue fell silent, and did not answer, "Mom, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

"Okay, I see," the woman understood that he was changing the subject, her son would never lie to her, probably because he really liked that little woman, so he ended the conversation early, and she also knew that the most urgent thing now was the palace Yi, so I won't force him, "Be careful, everyone in Yemen is not a kind person."

"Yeah." After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone away. The lights in the room were deserted. He took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it with a lighter, and began to smoke slowly.

He seldom smokes, Yi Na once said with a smile that he does not smoke, drink or lust for women, he can be called a model of a good man in the new century.

He doesn't smoke or drink because he doesn't like to be overly addicted to things other than himself, he hates being controlled by anything.

Female sex, he is not greedy for female sex, he just wants to be gentle.

Back in the bedroom, looking at the woman lying on the bed, his heavy mind was a little lighter. He walked over, went to bed, and hugged her body into his arms again.

"Wen Luo." Only then did she realize that she had woken up, Feng Jue frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Why is her body so stiff, she reaches out to turn on the bedside lamp, only to find that her face is also ugly.

Su Yan looked at the man who came back to her, and stretched out her arms to hug him, her voice was unreal, "I'm having a nightmare." Her face pressed against his, "Where did you go?"

She faintly smelled the smoke on his body. In her impression, Feng Jue rarely smoked, almost never.

Feng Jue hugged her onto his lap, put his arms around her waist from behind, and said flatly, "I couldn't sleep, so I went out to smoke a cigarette."

Her heart was empty, she had never felt that he was so far away from her, she raised her face to look at him, "Are you unhappy?"

Feng Jue looked down at her, "No, you think too much."

Su Yan grabbed his clothes vigorously, she plucked up her courage, knelt down and hugged his neck, "Do you like me? Do you really like me?"

There was caution in her eyes, fear and expectation, and many other things that he didn't know what they were.

But, "Yes."

He likes her very much, and has already made up his mind that she must be his only thing in this life.

Her eyes were wet, as if she had made up her mind suddenly, she sent her soft body into his arms, and kissed the man in front of her with warm and cool lips.

"Let's stay together, okay?"