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

Su Yan gritted her teeth, knowing that he would do what he said, but looking at the food on this table, she really had no mood or appetite at all.

How could she eat anything.

She didn't want to make unnecessary entanglements, so in the end, she still picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the food in front of her into her mouth. It was probably because her nerves were dull, so even her taste buds couldn't tell the taste of what she ate. Of course, this It doesn't matter either.

Feng Jue raised his eyes and saw her lowering her head to pick up rice, the pain in her heart was crushed again and again, but her face was still light, but Su Yan would not refuse if he kept picking up food for her , most of the time he gave it to her, she would eat it without saying a word.

Compared with the previous questioning, her current appearance seems to be neither noisy nor disturbing, so quiet that there is no sound.

He was the first to finish eating. Originally, he was absent-minded. He almost only cared about whether Su Yan, who was opposite him, was eating seriously. For the rest, he only took a few mouthfuls in a hurry.

Waiting for Su Yan to put down his chopsticks, he didn't speak, and silently put away the bowl. She didn't look at him, but kept looking sideways at the window, which was completely dark.

After Feng Jue cleaned up, she was still sitting on the stool. Feng Jue hugged her from one side and said in a low voice, "Yan Yan, it's too cold now, I'll carry you back, okay?"

She withdrew her gaze and didn't speak, she agreed.

After talking so much, he still refuses to let her go, so whether she is good or not is actually not important at all, but every time, he has to ask such a question.

Back in the bedroom, she quietly and consciously took out her pajamas from the cupboard and went into the bathroom, took a shower, and got ready for sleep.

To be honest, she doesn't hate Fengjue. Her parents' affairs have nothing to do with him. Although she can't be with him, she can still tell the difference clearly. have no idea.

Now that he is so imprisoned, that is really what she knows his personality will do. She just feels helpless. She seems to have been imprisoned all the time, so that she hasn't tasted the feeling of freedom for a long time.

She just felt very sad. Such a low-probability thing would actually happen to her.

After taking a shower, she even washed her hair. She dried it carefully with a towel before she came out. Maybe it was because she didn't want to be in the same room with him, or because she knew that if her hair wasn't dry, he would help him himself. She blows dry.

Her heart is like a mirror, and he is a very good lover, but the blood feud is a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Even if he refused to let her go and Mumu couldn't contact her, he would send someone to find her. He said many times that he would leave him, but he still stayed after all. Thinking about this time, she really wanted to leave.

Do you really want to leave?As soon as this idea appeared in her mind, the hand that was still wiping the towel suddenly stopped. If they really left, then they would... never see each other again.

The sadness and heartache like a catastrophe hit her heart like a tide again, she bit her lip, and slowly squatted down.

Feeling about to suffocate.

Su Yan stayed inside for a long time, so long that Feng Jue almost thought that something happened to her outside, so she walked out quietly.

His eyes fell on her all the time, Su Yan didn't seem to notice it at all, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down, and then quickly closed her eyes.

There was no communication during the whole process, Feng Jue's eyes gradually darkened, and finally became boundless loneliness. Is she planning to face him with this attitude in the future?

When I close my eyes, all I can think of is her sweet smile, and her soft and creepy voice, including the charm and resentment on her face when he plundered her body in the light of the setting sun in the evening, and the fact that there was no love at that time. Noticing, but now I think of all the soft and soft eyes.

When he cooked a table of dishes, the admiration and sweetness of a little woman on her face, in fact, he knew very well that that kind of admiration was for him to see, and he never told her, every time he saw her look like that , His heart is full of boundless self-satisfaction and pride.

He can cook, it was something that happened when he was very young. Before he met Commander Aike, his mother almost let him fend for himself in order to train him. He said that only a man who survived in such a state can Qualified to rival Yemen.

She didn't cook for more than ten years, and only started again because her hand was injured.

He has been, clumsily learning how to treat her well, wondering how to make her happy.

Even if it is Yemen, he is willing to regress. As long as Gong Shen Tuo is willing to explain what happened back then, then, with her by his side, the misfortune of the past 20 years or so, he feels insignificant, because he feels that the future will be warm of.

I just agreed to my mother, so I hesitated for a long time.

He is a man, and the education he has received since he was a child is to keep what he says, and promises like this cannot be voided, so he also listened to her and started to investigate again by himself.

It's not that I don't believe it, but I just want to fulfill her wish, I didn't say anything, I just want to wait for the result first.

But unexpectedly, the result did not come out, but another blood feud waited.

Su Yan was lying under the quilt, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She had slept for a few hours before. At this time, her heart was already in a mess, so she couldn't even think about sleeping.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, she knew that he was taking a shower, and the rushing sound kept reaching her ears, making her even more upset.

What will happen tomorrow, she has no idea.

In a daze, until the sound of water stopped, after a few minutes, she heard footsteps, and then the quilt was lifted, and a body with moisture and the scent of shower gel entered into the quilt.

Subconsciously, Su Yan shrunk her body even tighter, she couldn't love or hate, she didn't know how she should face him.

Suddenly, a burst of warmth hit her, and she was hugged into his arms again.

It was his favorite hugging position, almost enclosing her whole body in his arms. In the past, she was almost used to it, but now.

"Feng Jue," Su Yan frowned, and said in an emotionless voice, "Don't go too far."

Feng Jue's body paused for a moment, and he said flatly, "If a hug is too much, then what are the previous ones?"

She gritted her teeth, "You were my boyfriend before, so it doesn't matter what you do, but not now, so don't touch me."

"You sleep in my bed, eat my food, wear my clothes, and now you say that I am nothing, you can't even hug me, Su Yan, isn't this all cheap and you have taken advantage of it?"

She turned around, "It's you who refused to let me go."

Yes, it's just that he refuses to let her go, that's all, he still has the nerve to use all his things now?

Su Yan was angry and didn't want to talk to him.

Simply turning around, with his back to her, Feng Jue insisted on holding her in his arms, she was angry, but she had no choice but to let him hold her.

Su Yan leaned against her back, her body leaned closer, through the thin fabric, the distance was more intimate, after a while, even her head came closer.

"Yanyan," he said in her ear, his hot breath, his low voice, in such a dark night, it seemed extraordinarily easy to make people's heart flutter and fragile.

Su Yan closed her eyes, knowing that she was unable to struggle, she tried hard to close her eyes and let herself fall asleep, this feeling was too difficult, she was in pain, definitely no less than him.

"Can't we really be together?" She refused to turn around, so he just turned over and covered her body, forcing her to look at him face to face, "Su Yan, are you going to be like this for the rest of your life?"

What a domineering man, she didn't even want to open her eyes, but she still looked at him tiredly, "Master Jue, can you settle down with Yemen?"

"Look, how can you ask me to do something that you can't do at all? Isn't it?"

Although there was no light, nor any moonlight, but in the complete darkness, she could still feel the boundless pain on his face.

She didn't want to torture him like this, she really didn't want to, but it wasn't like this, she couldn't find any other way out.

"Feng Jue, I also beg you not to be so cruel."

"Yan Yan," his voice sounded flustered and seemed to catch a glimmer of hope, "give me time, let me check these two things clearly, and then talk about what to do, okay?"

No matter how much you search, it won't change the fact that it was Makino Sakura who killed her father and mother. That is the ending that Yemen can't find out, and there will be no mistakes.

What's more, the fact that Makino Ying dared to stand in front of her with such a posture was enough to show that not only did she not feel any guilt about this matter, she even took it as a reason to drive her away.

With such a mother, Feng Jue couldn't stand opposite her, how could they be together?

"Okay," but she still responded in a low voice, "When you find out, don't stop me."

Feng definitely didn't object, but he didn't agree either, he couldn't agree, and if he could agree then, he looked at her face in the dark, Yanyan, I'm afraid he couldn't either.

Letting her go was like shaving off a bone for him, and he couldn't do it.

However, he will not say it, at least in this way, they will have a chance to live in harmony for a while.

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Shenmu stood at the door. It should be said that this was a place she was very familiar with.

There was a soft smile on the corner of his lips, he stretched out his hand, and was about to knock on the door, only to find that the door was only gently closed, and a small crack showed that it was not closed.

"Godfather, you've already drank several cups of coffee today. It's not good to drink too much of this kind of thing. Do you need me to prepare a glass of milk for you?" The neat but gentle female voice, the worry and concern in that voice, is also a woman His admiration was easily heard.