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

Shenmu looked at Yanran and smiled slightly, as if acting coquettishly, "It's nothing, I just don't like women who always make me angry always appear in front of me."

César looked at the smile on her face, and was in a daze for a moment. Her appearance was very similar to the coquettish and shameless appearance of her childhood.

It's been a long time.

He lowered his head and rubbed his lips against her face, "Does it have to be like this?"

She didn't hide either, and obediently let him kiss her, and said with a smile, "How could it be? You are the godfather of the Mafia, and I'm from Yemen anyway. I have no right to say for sure."

César kissed her face, "I'll take you out to eat, okay?"

She blinked her eyes, thought for a while, and then said with a smile, "That's fine."

Just as César was about to let go of her hand, a wave of dizziness swept over her brain, and she subconsciously supported his arm that hadn't been retracted.

This action, in the eyes of everyone present, was because she didn't want him to let go of her hand. César's eyes darkened, and he hugged her directly by the waist.

Holding her in his arms, he just said lightly, "Hui, deal with this matter before I come back."

With a gray look on his face, he immediately knew what he was referring to. Although he was surprised, he still replied respectfully, "Yes, Godfather."

An Mo watched César stride away with the woman in his arms, his face turned pale.

Hui glanced at her, and said calmly, "Miss An, please leave the Mafia before twelve o'clock tonight."

"What?!" Hui said lightly, but in An Mo's ears was a bolt from the blue, telling her to leave the Mafia?How is this possible, why, why?

Hui still said lightly, "This is what the godfather meant, you should understand, we don't need to say anything more, otherwise you will lose face."

If An Mo really belonged to the mafia, he might have some complaints against the godfather for doing this, but since she is not, then at least Gong Shenmu is safe and transparent by the godfather's side.

Although in the scene just now, Miss Yemen's performance was full of willfulness and wantonness.

An Mo couldn't believe it and found it ridiculous, "You mean, just because of Gong Shenmu's words, the mafia will drive me away?"

Qing has always been silent and seldom speaks, only then looked at her coldly, "You are a subordinate, don't you understand what it means that you can't afford to offend some people?"

Yes, this sentence, Gong Shenmu only said to her in the afternoon.

She said, don't you know that there are some people you can't afford to offend.

She didn't know how she felt, she looked at the gray and blue, as if she wanted to see something else in their eyes, "Do you think it's natural for him to do this?"

She was gray and didn't look at her, "An Mo, these have nothing to do with you, the only thing you have to do is to pack up your things and leave here, leave the Mafia before twelve o'clock tonight, and leave Rome before twelve o'clock tomorrow. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the food that he ordered the kitchen to add to them had been prepared and brought up by the servant, but César was not here, this meal...

Hui, "Do you think we want to eat?"

Qing thought about it seriously, and then nodded solemnly, "Anyway, the godfather and Miss Shenmu are not here, so let's not waste it."

The chefs of the godfather's family are always higher-end than theirs.

So the two lowered their heads and started eating, turning a blind eye to An Mo who was standing aside.

An Mo bit her lip desperately. She didn't expect things to happen to this point. She spent several years, being cautious, just wanting to come to his side.

She thought about many possibilities, or her identity was discovered, or many other reasons.

However, she never thought that she would be kicked out of the Mafia completely just because of Gong Shenmu's words.

what is this?

What she didn't even expect was that the moment she left the Mafia, her back foot fell into the hands of others.

Ferrari's driving on the road.

Shenmu looked sideways at the man driving with a tight jaw, and smiled softly, "Are you unhappy?"

César concentrated on driving, but did not drive, and said flatly, "No."

Not yet, Shenmu laughed, and couldn't even look at the expression on his face.

She took off her seat belt, leaned over, and leaned half on his shoulder, "If you don't want her, just ask her to come back. Would you like me to call your subordinates to revoke the order?"

As he spoke, his fingers fumbled into his trouser pockets.

César glared at her, his mobile phone was in front of him, he was driving, where did she touch?

He reprimanded in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, I'm driving."

She still didn't move, "Do you want to bring her back?"

He picked up his mobile phone and fiddled with it pretendingly.

César frowned, seeing her leaning against him as if she had no bones, he couldn't help feeling a little angry, "Gong Shenmu, fasten your seat belt for me, and sit down."

She turned a deaf ear, continued to play with her mobile phone, and said casually, "What can happen to you while driving, it doesn't matter if you are tied or not."

Flipping through the number list at the fingertips one by one, I called up An Mo's number, and was about to dial, when the phone was snatched away, César threw it aside, "What exactly do you want?"

She blinked her eyes, very innocent, "It's not that you are reluctant, then I will call her back."

César gritted his teeth and said word by word. "Gong Shenmu, you sit down for me, fasten your seat belt, and you sit beside me, and you can do whatever you want."

As long as she doesn't make a fuss, can he concentrate on driving?

Shenmu was disobedient, didn't move, and still rubbed his head back and forth.

César was completely pissed off, when did this naughty temper come back?With a slamming brake, the car suddenly stopped on the side of the road. Shenmu was completely unprepared and almost ran into the front. Fortunately, César had been prepared and clasped her waist tightly.

"What are you doing... um," just as the shock came to an end, her lips were blocked by two soft pieces, and the tip of her tongue invaded her mouth, hooking her tongue and lingering.

She didn't struggle, and kissed him back obediently.

César bit her chin lightly, and said in a low voice, "Mumu, I don't know what you want to do, but since you want her to go, then I'll let her go, stop making trouble, okay?"

Don't make trouble, these three words seem to be the three words that are spoken the most between them. She used to say, Cesar, stop making trouble.

Has the person making trouble now become her?

She looked at his handsome face close at hand, tears suddenly fell down,