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

His clothes, as well as the murderous look on his body, clearly told her that he was going out.

No matter what, she had been his personal assistant for so long.

She can tell.

César ignored her and continued to stride forward. An Mo was anxious and didn't care about anything, so she grabbed his hand and said, "Take me there."

César was already extremely irritable, but now his mind is filled with the woman's indifferent voice, so be it, let's be so.

She was right, he would definitely resent her, but he would never let it go.

That's it, does she really think that she will take advantage of the whole world?

He hated himself even more. For so many years, he hadn't seen clearly what the woman around him was like.

What I hate the most is that even if he saw it clearly today, he still didn't think about letting go.

He won't let go, no matter what it turns out to be, he's going to kill that man and bring her back, no matter what method he uses, he will tie her tightly to his side.

His eyes turned cold, with a biting murderous look, "An Mo, are you courting death?"

He dared to block his way. At this time, whoever dared to block his way would be killed.

An Mo was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she almost let go of his hand, but she managed to say what she said, "I don't know where you are going, but if you still want to save Gong Shenmu, you can You should take me with you."

The man's face instantly became more gloomy.

An Mo was stunned for a moment, feeling that his expression was not quite right, but continued, "Bring me by your side, Grandpa will believe that you will really fall in love with me."

Under the short dark hair, César's face was already extremely ugly.

If you still want to save Gong Shenmu...

Heh, there was a cold piercing smile in his heart, and her voice rang in his ears.

I don't believe you, I don't believe you can save me.

She didn't believe him, or maybe she never really believed him from the beginning.

"Follow me." The cold words made An Mo heave a sigh of relief.

She didn't say anything, and followed behind him obediently and sensiblely, as if she knew that he was in a bad mood, and she didn't let herself make any noise.

Qing and Hui were already waiting outside the castle. When they saw An Mo following, Hui's eyes were slightly surprised. Qing glanced at An Mo, but neither of them spoke.

After getting in the car, An Mo sat beside César, until this time, she asked softly, "Godfather, where are we going?"

César's face looked out of the window, with an expression of indifference and no emotion, only a pair of eyes, the eyes were extremely dark, with sharp irony and low mockery.

When he heard her question, he didn't respond at all.

An Mo was a little embarrassed, but she didn't ask any further questions. She was a smart girl, knowing that stalking would only be more annoying in such a situation.

On the contrary, Hui Hui said lightly in front, "Go to England, an island." After finishing these words, he said meaningfully, "Miss An, you are no longer a member of the mafia, and the godfather's claim is a bit teach people to misunderstand.”

When An Mo heard this, embarrassment flashed across his eyes, but he quickly calmed down. A smile appeared on his face, and he said with a slight smile, "I'm just used to it, so I can't change it for a while. Now that I think about it, it's really not true." That's fine."

She turned to look at the man beside her, still with a smile on her face, "In this case, my name is more appropriate, César?"

César was very indifferent, without even looking at his brows, his eyes were fixed on the world outside the car window.

It was very late now, and it was almost midnight when the group of them boarded the plane.

César didn't say a word during the whole process, and An Mo was quietly by his side. He didn't sleep all night, and she sat beside him all night.

Halfway through, when she realized that he had no intention of going to sleep, she got up and poured him a glass of milk, but César still didn't even look at it.

This time she didn't force her, she put the cup on the table and waited until the heat of the milk had dissipated before she said with a playful smile, "Siselle, since you don't want to drink it, don't waste it." Yes, I drank it."

He still didn't even move his eyes, An Mo didn't take back the smile on his face, and silently finished the glass of warm milk by himself.

In the end, he said softly, "Anyway, I hope you don't make trouble with your body. It has nothing to do with milk. There are still a few hours before you arrive in England. Let's sleep first, okay?"

"Shut up." As if she was finally tired of her whispering in his ear, César finally said impatiently, "If you keep arguing, get out of here."

An Mo looked at him helplessly, but in the end she didn't say anything, just waited quietly, didn't speak, didn't even make any sound or movement.

In the darkness before dawn, Shenmu sat quietly on the single sofa on the balcony, everything he could see was darkness, and he couldn't even see the light of a star.

Her head was resting on the soft back of the sofa, and her glazed eyes had no brilliance, and the light was dim.

The temperature in the early morning is very biting, especially by the sea, especially when she only has a thin shirt on her body.

The cold wind was blowing on her body and her face, and she couldn't hear anything, only the sound of waves in her ears.

She liked listening to this sound very much, and once even thought that if she was destined to die like this, then it would be a good choice to die with the sound of the waves on her head.

At least, she can hear a lot of voices, so she won't appear too lonely and lonely.

It is the first time that I have such patience to watch the sky brighten up little by little, from the darkness that cannot see through the stars, the black sky is slowly covered with the color of the day.

The most beautiful time is when the sky just starts to light up, dark blue, and it is the most comfortable when the wind is blowing.

one night.

Listening to the sound of the waves and patiently watching the sky lighten up little by little, it was a good experience, if she hadn't been so frozen that she couldn't move, and her body hadn't become stiff because of long-term refusal to move.

She looked at the golden glow slowly appearing in the sky, and it is said that the sunrise on the sea is very beautiful.

But soon, she frowned.

Before she saw the sunrise, she heard the sound of a helicopter circling.

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