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

Feng Jue's hand holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly, and what Commander Aike said in his mind was ready to lose her.

Although he was very disdainful, even though he firmly said that he would not let her leave his side, that is, those words still kept echoing in his ears.

He just didn't want to imagine that she would leave him, how could that be?

This question, even the slight grievance in her voice or the uneasiness he couldn't see in her eyes gave him a slight pleasure, yes, pleasure.

Because she was upset about whether he liked her or not.

At least, this can show that she cares about him, whether he likes him or not, or that she cares because she likes him.

Feng never spoke, and still just drove the car intently.

Su Yan turned her gaze out of the window, bit her lip desperately, and suppressed the emotion gushing out of her chest.

Her eyes were sore, and she felt that the sunlight outside the window was a little harsh.

She really... shouldn't ask such a question, and he won't answer it even if he asks it. It is said that it is meaningless for a girl to ask a man if you like me. Try to coax you, his patience is not good, he will feel that you have so many questions to ask, it is very annoying.

There is no doubt that Feng Shiqi has never belonged to the patient kind of people.

The car stopped suddenly, an emergency brake, even if she hadn't been wearing a seat belt, with such a strong inertia and her trance-like appearance, she might have flew out of the window directly.

She was breathing in shock, her chin had already been lifted, "What do you want to know? What are you worried about?"

Su Yan bit her lip, but smiled faintly, "Haven't my question already been asked?"

She is very frank, at least when it comes to love, she thinks she should be frank enough, maybe she subconsciously knows that there are many hidden secrets in Feng Jue, it doesn't matter, no one has any secrets, and he is like this Identity, she doesn't mind.

But when two people are together, someone always wants to be frank. If he is unwilling, then she will try to be more frank.

So, she raised her chin and said with a smile, "Although I'm really a little lame, I'm still pretty, gentle and considerate, good at cooking and medical skills, there should be many men willing to want me, so... "

"So what?" He sneered, "Su Yan, you are overthinking. With me here, which man do you think can want you?"

Su Yan was almost frightened by his anger. Although he didn't get angry, she could easily feel the obvious anger.

She pursed her lips, "You never said whether you like me or not."

She seems to be very obsessed with this issue. Maybe many men will habitually say they like him in the emotional world, but she knows that Feng is definitely not such a man.

He didn't need to lie at all.

To be more precise, he doesn't need to lie to please anyone at all. For him, liking means liking, disliking means disliking.

If he doesn't care, what do you think, are you sad, he won't worry at all.

"Yan Yan," Feng Jue looked at her persistent eyes, and suddenly felt that although she was persistent in her bones, she would not show it clearly, and it was rare to see her like this.

He laughed softly, lowered his head and kissed her lips, "You don't know how much I like you."

Her eyes brightened a lot, and she asked cautiously, "Really?"

She thought for a while, put her arms around his neck, leaned her face against his, and whispered, "I don't know, do you always mind my shooting, I'm sorry."

Feng Jue smiled faintly, holding grudges has never been his style, if he blamed her, he would retaliate or punish her in the most direct way, since he didn't do anything, it means that this matter doesn't hold much weight in his heart .

What's more, this person is her, how can he mind?

On the contrary,... Maybe, probably, she would really mind.

"Well," he said lightly, touching her hair, "you can forget about this."

Su Yan looked at him with some anxiety. He said that, which means she can really let go, doesn't it?

After all, white lies, or insincere comfort, these are not things he would do.

She raised her head, planted a kiss on his face, and said softly, "Thank you."

Also, I love you.

She has always felt that it is better to speak out about the liking and love between lovers, because if they are hidden, sometimes they will accidentally miss a lot.

Therefore, she would rather choose to speak out.

To Feng Jue, although she didn't say anything, she did everything clearly, or in other words, for a person like him, it was more reliable to do it than to say it.

She likes a clear relationship, a relationship between two people, and a relationship that is carefully managed.

"Okay, now you can tell me where you want to go." He returned to his driving seat, smiled lazily, and regained his original expression.

Miss Su's mood cleared away the clouds and mist, and her interest became very good.

Anyway, this is the first time they have come out to play, not to mention that it is considered a tourist, she knows that Feng Shiqi is very busy, and she feels a little dedicated to death.

A workaholic, she doesn't waste too much time on entertainment, so this rare opportunity, and the problem just now has been solved, she is also in a good mood.

"Well," she sat up straight, sweeping away her worries, "I'll take you to visit the beautiful scenery of Suzhou and eat all the delicious food in Suzhou."

She didn't see it, Feng Jue looked at the quietness and indifference in the depths of her eyes, holding the steering wheel, listening to her pleasant voice, and Gong Ziyi's face flashed in front of her eyes, thinking about the past 20 years His mission and education.

There was cold determination in his eyes, Yemen and Gong Ziyi, he must lose, Su Yan, he must too.

Whoever said that it is difficult to have both in this world, he just insisted, these two things, he just wanted to insist to the end.

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London, Yemen.

Just as Shenmu was standing at the door, he heard a loud noise in the study room. There was no doubt that it was the sound of something being swept to the ground.

She knocked on the door first, and then twisted the doorknob and went in without the people inside agreeing.

Gong Ziyi stood in front of the desk, and there was a row of people standing straight in front of him, but all of them lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

"What happened?" Shenmu raised his eyes and asked.

"Second Miss," Gong Ziyi didn't speak, and one of his subordinates said tremblingly, "Miss Wen Luo is missing."