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

Yin Mei pursed her lips, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Can't you see it? Her current figure and weight, can you still say it's normal?"

César turned around and looked at Shenmu's body, that overly thin figure gave him a thorn in his heart, he didn't notice it, but it seemed that he suddenly discovered that she was too thin, it seemed that she didn't know why. Since then, she has been losing weight a little bit.

The strength in his hand fell weakly, really...is that so?

During the time she was by his side, he closed his eyes, so even a bad appetite was one of the evidences that she didn't want to stay by his side at all?

He didn't speak, and didn't respond to Yinmei's provocation for the first time.

When Shenmu heard their conversation, she almost ran away in a panic, and ran back to the bedroom in a few steps, leaning against the door panel behind her, holding her head in her hands.

Such a life... She really felt very tired.

She never knew that dealing with a person would make her physically and mentally exhausted so easily, and she just wanted to escape completely, but if she escaped, she might never see him again...

What's more, she has no chance to escape at all.

After standing behind the door for a long time, Shenmu finally walked into the bedroom, thinking of Yin Mei's words, is she really getting thinner?Or is it that her body is really bad.

Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to calm down slowly.

The method Yinmei used was too base, but he was right, this was the ending she wanted, he just used a process she could not accept to bring things to this point.

César... For those who can't love each other, they should have let go earlier. Before, she was just reluctant and always felt that the time could be dragged on a little longer, a little longer.

This is her choice, no matter how painful it is, she can only endure it. The scene and direction that she had expected a long time ago, she just felt more heartbroken and unbearable than she imagined.

However, no matter how unbearable the scene was, she could only... endure it forever.

With her mind calmed down, she soon realized...she was hungry.

She didn't eat for almost a day and a night. She was physically weak and exhausted, so how could she not be hungry.

She was getting thinner and thinner, and looked down at her body. Originally, although her father and mother were Chinese, they were fed up with Western food, but in the end they grew into an oriental body.

The originally well-proportioned figure with sharp curves is now extremely thin.

She suddenly panicked, she couldn't do this, she couldn't let herself lose weight like this, she was worried...she would just die faster.

She waited until the early hours of the night, when all the lights were out, before she opened the door lightly, and then lightly prepared to go to the kitchen for something to eat.

When they reached the stairs, out of the corner of their eyes, they inadvertently glanced at the innermost room in the corridor on the second floor, which was... César's room.

Her footsteps stopped in place, and she didn't move for a long time, her eyes looked at the door that was not completely closed, and there was a light coming out from inside.

Are you still up so late?She stood at the stairs for a long time, but she couldn't help but lift her feet and walk in the direction where the light leaked out.

The door was closed, leaving a gap as thick as a fingernail.

"Cesar, let me go with you," An Mo's soft voice reached Shenmu's eardrums outside the door, and her hands hanging on both sides of her body were clenched in vain.

It's so late, An Mo is in his room...

She closed her eyes and rationally told her to leave immediately. It is immoral to stand at the door of someone's door and eavesdrop on someone's speech, but she couldn't lift her footsteps for a while.

César frowned under the light, his handsome face was full of impatience, "How many times have I told you to get lost, you don't understand, do you?"

He is already bored enough, all kinds of messy things are bothering him at this time, even this woman is buzzing around him like a fly.

An Mo looked at his impatient expression, pursed her lips, and said with a low wry smile, "I know that what bothers you is not about the Mafia, nor me, but your beloved woman is with other men. "

Under the bright light, her expression was very serious, her eyes were still smiling, she raised her smiling face and asked softly, "Cesar, do you still remember what you promised me?"

His dark green eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?"

An Mo was silent for a while before slowly opening her mouth, "You once said to give me a chance, César, a man shouldn't keep his word, she has already broken up with you, you can't keep his word, so, I Now I have the right to stand by your side, which is justified."

She bit down heavily on the last four words.

Gong Shenmu left by herself, she was so ruthless, she should never be the one standing beside César.

César frowned. He had said such a thing, and that was because he had been certain from the bottom of his heart from the very beginning that Shenmu must belong to him.

In other words, he has always been sure that he will be admired by the god of the palace, so he is not stingy with such a promise.

It was also true that she had blocked the shot for him.

It was also because of this that even though he knew she was an undercover agent, he didn't let Qing deal with it right away.

"I won't ask you to accept me immediately," An Mo continued slowly, "At least, let me be by your side when there is no one around you. What I want is not a promise, but an opportunity that can be expected , that's all."

"This is..." Her eyes fixed on him, "Cesar, you owe me."

Shenmu leaned against the wall, holding her breath instinctively, listening to the conversation inside, she didn't even know what kind of answer she wanted to hear.

He didn't refuse right away, which already shows...he doesn't hate An Mo.

Maybe not to the point of liking her, but he doesn't hate her, she knows Cesare, and she won't bring a woman she hates with her.

César lowered his eyes and still looked indifferent, but the obvious annoyance and resistance at the beginning were no longer there. "I'm going to negotiate with the people from the Russian gangsters. Do you want to die afterward?"

An Mo was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped up, "Don't be afraid, I'm not afraid of anything, I'll go with you, and I won't be afraid wherever I go."

A huge stone fell from my heart, and I should have breathed a sigh of relief. Anmo was... very good to César.

But this stone accidentally hit her heart, which lost its weight, but left a deeper pain.

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