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

The heart seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, crumbling, as if it would fall from a height of [-] meters at any time, and then lose weight and be smashed to pieces.

Is she lying to him?She just wanted to borrow this way to get away from him?

The more he thought about it, the deeper the panic and anger in his heart became.

She is really lying to him?

She just to leave him?

So you're gone, and you're not ready to come back?

The strength in his hand was gradually tightened, and with a strong flick, the phone was slammed against the wall, and it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The dark green eyes have been dyed by the dark coldness into a deep sea where no sunlight can be seen, once they fall into it, they will only be completely drowned in it.

The neat dark hair is still dripping, he has never been used to it well, he just brushes his hair casually and doesn't care, when she is around, he meets and talks once, and he doesn't intervene, letting her talk, waiting for her to read When he was done, he obediently asked her to brush his hair.

No, thinking of this, thinking of her frowning and complaining dissatisfiedly that she doesn't care about her body, thinking of the soft touch when she wiped his hair, patient and comfortable.

The heart fell back again, but she knew that if she dared not come back, all his anger would be directly vented on Yemen.

But, but, what if she really ignored Yemen?She would go against Xia Jin's wishes and choose to marry Dongfang Qi, why couldn't she leave Yemen alone and leave him like this?

Originally, from the very beginning, she was forced to come to his side because of his unscrupulous methods.

How could he forget that from the beginning, she never really wanted to be by her side just because of her smile for a few days.

If, if she doesn't plan to come back...

Then what is he going to do?

His cold eyes fell on his hands. If she didn't come back, he could force her once, or twice.

He can give her whatever she wants, as long as she stays by his side well and safely.

If she still dares to say that she wants to marry another man like last time...

The doorknob was suddenly unscrewed, and then the door was pushed open. César frowned suddenly. His bedroom does not need to be locked and basically will not be locked, because everyone has always known his rules. Without his permission, no one will be locked. They are not allowed in.

In fact, no one could enter or leave his bedroom.

The gloomy face that could drip water was completely stunned when he saw the figure who pushed the door and came in... It was still the light grass green top, but the long hair fell down.

Shenmu appeared in front of him with a smile, with a smug smile on her clean and pretty face, as bright and brilliant as a flower blooming brilliantly in midsummer.

His eyes flickered all at once, and he even had the illusion of dreaming.

How did she appear here at this time?

Are you really... dreaming?

César sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a black towel around his body, looked at him with admiration, and his tightly gripped heart eased a little.

Without saying a word, she walked over in a few steps, bent over and hugged his neck, and pressed her face to his, "I'm back," she whispered in his ear, with some grievance and depression in her voice , "Why are you so unenthusiastic?"

The warm and fragrant body was nestled in his arms, leaning on his broad and tough chest, Cesare's whole body was stiff.

Shenmu raised her head, wanting to ask him what's the matter, you should give her a smile when she came back at such an early night, but as soon as she raised her head, she bumped into his eyes, dark green and deep, extremely depressed almost to the point of madness.

He lifted her chin, and his voice was hoarse, "Tell me, why did you appear here at this time?"

It's not going back, it's not that I have to wait for three days.

How could she really fall from the sky and appear in front of his eyes when he missed her the most.

His arms were around her waist, his deep eyes locked her tightly, and the warm breath of his lips sprayed on the tip of her nose.

She hugged him tightly, obeyed her heart, and murmured, "I miss you."

His face was very blurry in front of her eyes, and she couldn't even see his handsome eyebrows clearly.

A burst of dizziness, she was pressed in the soft mattress behind her.

César held her whole body in his arms, and the two bodies fit together without any gaps.

"Mumu," he called her name in a low voice, panting in his voice, he coaxed in her ear, "kiss me."

Shenmu looked at her face above her, but it was still blurry, she couldn't see his expression clearly, she could only perceive his emotions from his voice.

He is very excited now, although he deliberately suppressed it, but his fingertips were trembling as he unbuttoned her clothes, and his bowed body was even more tense, ready to go, like a forbearing jaguar, ready to pounce on her at any time Eat her until there are no bones left.

She put her hands around his neck from behind and put her lips on her. Her soft, boneless hands went all the way down and stopped on his waist tied with a bath towel. She opened her misty and seductive eyes, "Do you want me to help you?" ?”

She never knew that a man's expression can be more sexual than a woman's.He is charming, his strength is strong and cannot be ignored, and his beautifully curved chin is extremely charming, he sucks and bites her skin almost passionately, his voice is vague, "Hey, take it off for me."

She smiled, blinking her eyes like the most innocent little girl, his girl.

When feelings cannot be expressed in words, only the most primitive way remains.

"Mumu, I love you," he said, over and over again, "I want you."

She opened her mouth to respond to his words, but her voice turned into an uncontrollable moan.

What I couldn't say, I love you, turned into lingering in the end.

Ups and downs in the middle of the night, her clean eyebrows were full of tiredness, César hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her eyes.

Mumu, he stared at her peaceful sleeping face, do you like me a little bit?

More or less, you actually still like me a little bit, at least, you don't hate me touching you.

He got up, went to the bathroom to fill up the hot water, then came back and picked her up by the waist, and gently put her body into the water with a suitable temperature.

Shenmu sighed slightly, but still did not wake up, César washed her body clean and dried it with a dry towel, then carried her back to the bed.

Looking at her sleeping face, César's dark green eyes were extremely dark, he touched her face with his fingers, and whispered, Mumu, what else are you hiding from me.