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

All the words fell in her ears, which greatly increased the attack power of such a sentence, and she broke free from his embrace almost subconsciously.

Then without a doubt, she fell back to the sofa behind her again, this time Shenmu didn't stand up immediately, she raised her head and looked at the man who bent over with her movements and trapped her in a space with his arms, And the dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Except for that time when you said you wanted to marry Dongfang Qi," he stared at her closely, his voice was low and indifferent, more mocking and sarcastic, "I didn't expect that we would confront each other in such a posture."

It's actually wrong to say confrontation, because every time it seems that he is strong and she is weak, but in the final analysis, it is just an appearance.

Shenmu just stared at her blankly, without saying anything, and César seemed to not need her to say anything at all.

His big palms pinched her slender waist, and he strangled her painfully with one hand. He pulled her body in in this posture, shortening the distance between the two.

His breath sprayed on her face, with a sense of persecution and aggression, "Tell me, what did you do with him last night?"

He paused every word, and his eyes were extremely dangerous.

Shenmu looked at him without blinking, just smiled faintly, "You were on the phone yesterday and you heard me quarreling with him."

Yes, he heard her telling the man to leave, and he also heard her subordinates say that she stayed on the balcony all night, so nothing should have happened.

"He hasn't touched you?" He narrowed his eyes, and all his eyes fell on her face, as if any slight expression on her face was wrong, he would immediately cut off her waist, " Answer me, did he touch you?"

Shenmu's lips moved, "I..."

"Mumu," the gentle and spring-like voice sounded abruptly, just as she finished speaking, a tall figure appeared at the doorway between her bedroom and the balcony, seeing the sleepy César with a surprised expression, " Hey, is this someone here?"

Seeing the man who appeared suddenly, César's expression changed slightly. He didn't even feel someone approaching him. Although all his thoughts were on Shenmu just now, it was impossible for him to be so insensitive to the aura of someone approaching.

This man is not an easy character.

César hooked his lips and said coldly, "Are you deaf? If not, you should have known someone was coming."

When the helicopter approaches the villa, there will be a sound of airflow. How could the people living in the villa not hear it, and it only came out at this time, huh.

Seeing the appearance of Yinmei, César's originally unattractive face suddenly became extremely ugly. How could a man's face grow into such a virtue? Is he ashamed to be a man?

The strength in his hands changed direction, and the woman on the sofa was pulled directly into his arms, his arms wrapped around her waist, his handsome face was expressionless.

"Follow me." This sentence is not a solicitation, but a bright notice.

Almost at the same moment, Shenmu felt that Yin Mei's eyes were looking at her, he was threatening her, and she knew it.

My heart tightened, César was here, my heart tightened my admiration, and I subconsciously wanted to struggle out of his embrace.

It's a pity that César didn't pay attention to her struggle. Instead, he exerted more strength on his arm, and the anger on his body radiated more obviously.

"Cesare," she was flustered by the faint smile in Yin Mei's eyes, and said subconsciously, "Let go, Cesare, let go."

She looked at Yin Mei frequently, as if she was afraid that he would misunderstand something, and she shouted to let go over and over again, all of which greatly angered César's already angry mood.

He sneered, but still held her tightly in his arms, half-embracing her body, and was about to walk out while holding her.

When they wanted to go out, they naturally had to pass by Yinmei's side. César looked like he was not afraid of him at all, but he kept Shenmu on his left hand side, and then his body brushed against Yinmei's position.

Shenmu was half-embraced by him, clinging tightly to his body, and could vaguely feel his stiff muscles.

Yin Mei is a former member of the underworld. He and Mo Bai are legends of the same era. It is impossible for César to relax his vigilance against such a man.

When passing by, Yinmei laughed softly, "Mr. Godfather, you invaded my place so arrogantly, and then tried to take me away under my nose, you are... too disrespectful." Put me in your eyes."

Shenmu's wrist was lightly clasped, and their footsteps were forced to stop.

She found that Yinmei didn't use much strength, but easily clasped her wrist in his hand, leaving her no room to break free.

Of course, this man would never let her have a chance to struggle.

Seeing Yinmei grabbing her wrist, Cizell was extremely displeased. He hated others touching Shenmu, even if it was just a strand of hair. With a cold voice, "let go of your hand."

Shenmu had one hand in Yinmei's, but most of her body was held in César's arms.

Two men, one is cold, charming and cruel, and the other is gentle and calm.

The atmosphere is very strange, it seems that the flames of war will be wiped out in the next second, and it seems that it is the calmest sea, and all the turbulence is out of sight.

"I'll say it again, let go of your hand!" César squinted his eyes, and his cold eyes fell on Yin Mei's hand that held Shenmu's. Those fierce eyes could poke a hole out at any time.

Yin Mei remained calm, and said calmly, "As long as the woman in your arms lets me go, I will let go immediately, but..." He looked up at César's already darkened face, and said leisurely, "As long as she speaks It means to let you go, you go right away?"

Shenmu's face turned pale, her nerves became more and more tense, and now she wished she could slap this man hard.

César's movements froze for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced at the woman in his arms. She saw an extremely complicated light in his eyes, carrying a deep self-mockery. When he looked up again, he had already returned to his sneer look .

"Yin Mei, she said that if you let me go, I will go. Are you overestimating her, or yourself?" César curled her thin lips, and her eyes were extremely indifferent and cruel, "I Take my woman away, Yin Mei, don't force me to blow up your poor island."

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