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

No one responded to her, she wondered, where did he go?She is still in the water.

After the person in the bathtub left, it would keep a constant temperature, so she didn't worry about being frozen and unable to go out, so Shenmu simply played in the water by herself.

His hands were swaying in the water, playing boredly on his own.

When César came back, what he saw was the admiration of a little girl playing in the water by herself. A gentle smile unconsciously rose from the corner of his lips. He walked over, pulled off the clean towel for a day, and wiped her Fished out of the water.

"Where have you been? It's been so long since you came back." Seeing that he was still empty-handed, "Where are my clothes?"

Aren't you going to get clothes?Where are her clothes?

César didn't answer her, just lowered his head and wiped her body clean with a bath towel, then wrapped her up casually, carried her back to the bedroom, and put her on the bed.

Shenmu frowned, and had no choice but to wrap herself tightly with a bath towel, "Where are my clothes?"

What does it mean that he didn't give clothes for a long time?

César saw that she had quickly wrapped herself into rice dumplings, and was immediately displeased. He stretched out his hand and pulled it off again. Naturally, Shenmu refused, but he refused to use it, and was quickly pulled off again.

This is not a bathroom, at least there are steaming clouds and fog inside to cover it up, here is completely transparent air, there is no room to hide at all.

She gritted her teeth, and didn't care about arguing with him, she just wanted to cover her body before talking, so she went into the quilt again, but before she could get in, she was carried out by the waist again.

"What are you messing around with?" César straightened her body in dissatisfaction, she wished her hair could grow a little longer to cover her entire body.

Just as Shenmu was about to get angry, the corner of his eye was so suffocated that he picked up something from the bed. Judging by its appearance, it should be ointment.

"What are you?" She was also quick-thinking, and a bad premonition soon welled up in her heart.

"Ointment, didn't it hurt you?" He opened the lid of the ointment, and then went to her side, "Come here, I'll apply it for you."

Shenmu took a look at his disheveled appearance, then at the ointment in his hand, "You've been away for a long time."

"Well, Su Yan gave it to me."

Shenmu was quiet for a while, she really had a quick mind, and she could quickly imagine what kind of expression Su Yan would have.

She was speechless. She wanted to curse, but it didn't seem to work. Even if she refused him to give her medicine, it seemed that it might be useless.

In the end, struggling feebly, Shenmu raised her head, "Will you wipe me off? You're all wet, go take a shower?"

César just glanced at her, "I'll come."

Shenmu took a deep breath, now she felt that it was the most stupid thing for her to rush here from Rome, she hadn't been so stupid in so many years, what was she sending here for?

Probably because she knew that he would not do anything too much about her brother, Shenmu closed her eyes and let him smear on her body with the heart of going all out anyway.

The ointment is very cool and has a little fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable.

His movements were very careful, as if giving her the medicine was a formal matter, meticulous, Shenmu didn't make any sound, so the atmosphere became much quieter, and there was even an illusion of being very quiet.

She held her breath, quietly watching him lost in thought, because he was covering his body, so all she could see was the top of his hair.

Dark hair, I can't accurately describe what color it is, it looks good, but the hair is hard, and it should be a bit thorny to the touch.

Doesn't he... hate her very much?Cesar, don't you know what it's like to hate someone?

After applying the medicine, César took out her clothes.

She didn't move, and didn't even care about her naked body, "Cesar, what are you going to do with me?"

In fact, she wants to know more, what should she do?

César leaned over, pushed her down on the bed, and then covered her forehead with her body. Her appearance was too much to make people want to do so.

In the ambiguous posture, she just frowned and didn't move.

He looked at her naked body, like a newborn baby, with only long black hair scattered on the dark quilt, and a different kind of style filled his whole eyes.

He played with her hair with his fingers, and smiled lowly, "Actually, I also want to know, how about Mumu, tell me what I should do to you."

"I was in pain just now." She murmured softly.

As soon as she thought about it, she felt chills all over her body. Maybe it was because all her attention was on him just now, so she didn't even have time to recall what kind of heart-piercing pain she had experienced just a few hours ago.

She has endured a lot of pain, really a lot, and what Dongfang Shu gave her, she always thought that it was the limit her body could bear.

It turned out not to be the most painful kind of pain, she didn't even have time to react, she was drowned in it, he didn't know, even in a coma, it didn't liberate her from the piercing pain.

Just a little recollection, all the nerves in her body suddenly fell into the fear of fighting.

Panicked, she stretched out her hand and actively wrapped her arms around his neck, this movement even sent her whole body into his embrace, but Shenmu didn't realize it, just hugged him like this, as if she was trying hard to get away from him. Get a little sense of security on your body.

César's whole body froze. She had just taken a shower, and her body smelled of his body wash, and her hair was moist with a delicate fragrance. That way, there would be an illusion that she smelled of him all over her body.

Desire swept over his reason in an instant, and his whole body was screaming for pain. She was his longing for more than ten years, and he had already used up all his patience and patience for her.

In just three seconds, he pressed the woman in his arms back on the soft bed again, covered his body, stretched his hands behind her waist, and pressed hard, wishing to press her back to his own flesh and blood.

Crazy like a hungry wolf's kiss spread all over the skin of her chest, with a low and suppressed panting, he called her name, the infatuation and madness leaked intentionally or unintentionally.

The familiar desire oppressed her, and Shenmu had no choice but to stop it. This was not the result she wanted, "Ceselle, don't do this, calm down."

He is not calm, he is not calm at all now, what is calmness, he doesn't want it, he only wants her now.

"Ceizer, I'm getting married and you can't touch me."