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

A dirty word completely irritated César's nerves, his face darkened, and he looked like he could bear it to the extreme. Without saying a word, he raised his hand to hug her horizontally, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

He didn't say anything, but everyone could feel the anger on his body, the servants all fell silent, and no one dared to speak out.

"Put me down," even so, she was still struggling, this kind of struggle was not even to really get down, but purely to struggle and to vent something.

César's lips were pursed into a straight line, allowing her to fuss in his arms, but he didn't have the slightest intention to let her go.

He went straight back to the bedroom, and slammed the door hard behind his back. [

She was put on the bed, and then the person pressed down, and her arms locked her between the sky and the earth.

With the head of the bed behind and him in front, she had no way to hide, let alone a chance to escape.

At such a close distance, even the breath was his breath, she couldn't bear it at all.

He said he didn't like her killing people, he said he liked her cleanliness.

These two words completely tore her apart.

There was a deep and thick layer of ice in her eyes, and the chill was blowing out in bursts, that's how she looked at him.

"Mumu," she startled him, even her voice was hoarse with panic, "don't look at me like that."

Don't use that mocking look.

Shenmu closed his eyes, and he didn't speak, cry, or make trouble, as if the woman who desperately wanted to escape from his arms just now was just a hallucination.

"You are not allowed to talk about yourself like that in the future." He warned with a sullen face, word by word.

Shenmu laughed lightly, "It's already dirty, so there's nothing you can't talk about."

"Gong Shenmu," he became angry all of a sudden, his eyes were full of anger, "I can't tell you that you can say that about yourself."

He held her face in his hands, frowned, and tried to explain, "Mumu, I like you. I'll say it again. Your past is in the past. I only want the present and the future."

Is that so?She smiled softly, that's not the case at all.

"No, no," she moved indiscriminately, still wanting to get out of his arms, "it's not like that at all, you're just coaxing my only one, get out of the way, get out of the way."

Unable to break free, she smiled coldly, with the sharpest sarcasm from her eyes to the corners of her lips, "You don't like clean women, An Mo is also very clean, she is really the best protected A woman who is innocent enough to fall in love with her enemy without hesitation, and even die for you."

She looked at his handsome and gloomy face, and the blurred vision made her collapse even more.

It turned out to be like this, how could it be like this?

She pinched his chest desperately, as if she had completely lost control of her emotions, "You don't like me so much, you think you like me so much, if that's the case, why pretend to be so affectionate and you don't regret that it's up to me? "[

She knew that she was too excited and completely lost her composure. She hadn't been out of control like this for many years. She wanted to calm herself down, but she couldn't do it.

César has been quietly watching her from the side, from the beginning of the cold anger to the final calm, his hand has never left, not letting her leave his arms, all the shoving and resistance he has not said a word Read the full text of the peerless physiognomy.

It wasn't until she had no strength that he stretched out a hand, touched the tears on her face, and wiped them off one by one with his fingers.

She's throwing a tantrum, she's crying.

"For the first time, I feel, Mumu, you love me." He looked into her eyes and whispered.

Shenmu bit her lip, only to realize that she was crying.

"You haven't cried in front of me for many years."

Shenmu looked at him, feeling all kinds of embarrassment and anger, but she stopped crying, that was not something she would do, just now, it was just out of control.

"Tell me, what are you crying for, huh?" He leaned in front of her and kissed her eyes, "What makes you so sad, me?"

He made her sad?

She just looked at him and never said anything. Do you think, besides you, who else in this world can make me sad?

"You go out, I don't want to see you." Not wanting to get stuck with him like this anymore, Shenmu said coldly, her eyes still cold.

But he smiled softly, still pestering her and kissing her again and again, "That's not okay, you're crying like this, how can I go out."

He let go, and before Shenmu could make any movement, he hugged her back to his body, like an adult hugging a child.

"An Mo made you very angry?" He was a little confused, and couldn't quite understand why she was angry because of her, but she mentioned An Mo several times, and it had something to do with her.

Thinking of her words, he continued to explain patiently with a straight face, "I know her identity, and I kept her because since she is Dongfang Qi's younger sister, she is useful to the mafia, and there is no other meaning."

Her face was still cold, "drive her away in front of me, go find her behind my back, dare you say you have no other intentions?"

César really felt that the look of admiration and jealousy was too provocative. She had a gentle and paralyzed face all these years, and no matter what he did, he felt that he couldn't get close to her.

"You still don't allow me to kill her."

As soon as Shenmu said this, his heart ached again.

She really, really wants to be with him, even if it's just for a short, short time, and she knows they don't have a long time.

Sometimes, she also hates her own temper, why she has to care about everything so clearly, just like her blurred vision now, she doesn't have to see so clearly. [

Don't worry about the self he likes that has long since dried up and left only a hypocritical appearance, don't worry about any woman other than yourself.

Why care about so much, really just leave him like this?How could she be willing.

César raised his eyebrows, "Mumu, you don't have to play so many charades with me, just tell me what you want to say and do."

He raised her face, "Tell me, what did the Dongfang family do to you?"

Shenmu didn't look him in the eyes, and silence meant acquiescence.

"No wonder you insist on killing An Mo." There was a hint of gritted teeth in his voice, "Gong Shenmu, are you stupid? Why didn't you say it at the beginning?"

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