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

The four eyes met, and César took the lead to look away, "Can you find me for anything?"

His fingers slowly unbuttoned the jacket of the reporter, as if he didn't care that she was here, the jacket was taken off, and there was only a black shirt inside.

Handsome and sexy, a little more evil and dangerous than usual.

He refused to come over, so she had to go over. Shenmu stood up, but because she was sleeping on the sofa just now, half of her body was numb, so she got up like this for a while, and fell back on the sofa.

Fortunately, the sofa was very soft, and she didn't feel any pain from falling.

César just looked at her quietly, with his thin lips curled up in a half-smile, "You really have no conscience, you can sleep so well anywhere."

Hearing this sentence, she immediately gave up her previous plan, looked up at the man standing not far in front of her, "Why do you go back on your word?"

Why did she go back on her promise in the blink of an eye?

César squinted his dark green eyes, and said lazily, "Isn't it very common that you have been immersed in the underworld for so long?"

It is said that there are no permanent friends and no permanent interests. Speaking of which, César's behavior in the underworld is in the same line as his father's, which is also famous.

He likes to play dirty tricks, stab you in the back, and you don't know how you died when you die.

She choked for breath, looked straight into his eyes, and smiled slowly, "Cesar, I offended you."

Instead of questions, she used declarative sentences.

César didn't do otherwise, but took two steps forward, getting closer to her, touching her face with his fingers, "Yes, you offended me, Second Miss."

"I seem to have done a lot of things to offend you," she thought for a while, and said, "Is there any chance of redress? How can you let Yemen go?"

He lowered his head, and was very close to her, Shenmu could clearly feel his breath and breath, "If I say, it's all right? Hmm?"

"You have been waiting for me to come to you, so you can't do anything," Shenmu looked at him quietly, "Have you been resenting me? This is not a good opportunity for you to take revenge, César, so A good opportunity, you won't pass up."

So, there must be something.

"Listen to your tone," his fingers slipped and lifted her chin, "it seems that it means anything, such as asking you to cancel the engagement, such as asking you to be my woman, such as...others."

While he was saying these words, she kept looking into his eyes, the best eyes she had ever seen, dark green in color, with a bottomless gaze, like an abyss that was too late to avoid.

Unfortunately, there is no temperature at all.

She even subconsciously and persistently wanted to find a slightly warmer temperature, but there was none.

So, she laughed, "Cezel, you don't want me anymore."

He blew softly in her ear, "Why do you say that, where did I act like I don't want you anymore?"

She raised her hand, pressed her fingertips against his chest, and said in a low voice, "Your heart doesn't want me anymore."

The hot and humid touch wrapped around her ears, she didn't react, she shrank her shoulders reflexively, and even subconsciously wanted to back away.

With no way out, he wrapped his arms around her waist, "If you guessed right, you are here to beg for help," the casual voice continued to ring in her ear, with deliberate heat and tenderness, "Mumu, beg for help." When it’s time, show your posture.”

Yemen is not equal to the mafia, so he and her will not be equal.

So she didn't hide anymore, and let him kiss her like this one after another.

He raised his head and smiled, "It seems that I offended you and offended Da Tiao."

"It's like this," he put his arms around her waist, and moved closer, his voice was so low that it was almost a whisper, the illusion of gentleness, behind it was boundless depravity, she knew.

"What kind of posture do you want?" She still had a smile on her face, "Do you need to take it off?"

His gentleness was followed by cruelty, and her sweetness was followed by irony.

They have never confronted each other in such a posture before. The so-called childhood sweethearts and ten-year obsessions all fade away completely at this time.

He hates her, she knows he hates her.

This day will come.

He pursed his lips, with anger brewing in his eyes, she suddenly broke into a smile, still with a gentle face, "Why are you so angry, I have been immersed in the underworld for so long, and the women I have seen begging for men are nothing more than A caret, what's the matter, Lord Godfather, you don't like this set?"

"However," she continued before he could say anything, "I guess I'm naked, and you won't promise me..."

"If you don't try, how do you know if I will agree?" He sneered and interrupted her, "I thought Miss Gong Er had always lived in the spring and white snow, under the protection of her father and your brother, you know, really Much more than I thought."

Are you mocking her?

She raised her eyes and smiled, "Are you disappointed?"

"You fell in love with a blank piece of paper, only to find that it was just a mess of graffiti after you opened it. Wouldn't you be disappointed, Second Miss?"

She froze for a moment, looking at the cold look on his face, there was no trace of softness at all.

"It sounds very disappointing." Her voice became a little light, as if there was a little smile in it.

She felt her body gradually stiffen.

"Did you change your mind for your own benefit, or because I offended you?" From the beginning to the end, she never asked where she offended him.

But in fact, there is no need to ask, some things, he will know sooner or later.

It's just that she didn't expect that fate would be playing with her at such a bad time?

"No matter what it is for me, I should do it." His fingers became more and more forceful, and she frowned in pain, "Gong Shenmu, you have destroyed all the reasons for not doing it."

That was really something I hated. At this moment, she was still a little distracted, thinking about other things.

She closed her eyes and said quietly, "I'm sorry,"

"I'm sorry?" He laughed softly, the hand that had been resting on her waist kept moving, exerting force intentionally or unintentionally, even so, it was enough for her to bear it, "Say these three words from your mouth The word is really disgusting."

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