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

César turned his head and glanced at An Mo on the ground, then looked at Hui who was standing aside, and shouted impatiently, "Did you break your hand or your leg? Won't you help her when she falls down?"

Only then did Hui come to his senses, and quickly got up to help An Mo up.

Her eyes were red as she looked at the two people who were confronting each other.

César frowned, suppressing his displeasure deeply, "What exactly do you want, Gong Shenmu?" What is she making troubles about?

"It's me who should ask you what you want? Am I your prisoner? Need to report to you every minute?" Her eyebrows were full of sharp sarcasm, her coldness was terrifying.

César was stung by her indifference, obviously she had never been very enthusiastic towards him, but now he couldn't bear any indifference from her.

He snorted coldly, and suddenly let go of her hand, and then fell all the way down on her waist, and then directly lifted her onto his shoulders. The arc of the movement was not small, and it was even brutal.

Qing just glanced at it, then immediately lowered her brows and eyes, as if she didn't see anything.

"Cesar, you..." It took several seconds for Shenmu to realize what he was doing, "Are you crazy?"

This is a public place, why does he need to use such a barbaric method... to carry it?

César interrupted her in a deep voice, "Shut up."

Then, regardless of anyone's eyes, he carried her to the car at the school gate.

An Mo looked at this scene with a pale face, her legs subconsciously wanted to follow as if they had their own consciousness.

Qing stopped her with a straight arm, "Miss Dongfang, please respect yourself."

His face was expressionless, and his eyes were steady, as if he was just following orders, and other things were out of his consideration.

Between Qing and Hui, Qing is even more ruthless.

She had no choice but to watch César disappear from her sight while hugging the woman.

The car door opened, and she was thrown directly into the car, and then there was the sound of the car door being closed, and César had already sat beside her.

Shenmu glared at him angrily, "What are you doing?" She just came out for a walk, so why did he regard her as a prisoner?

"Where are you going?" He leaned close to her face, sniffing very closely, it could be seen that he was being patient at this moment.

Shenmu was so angry with him, she turned her face to look out the window, she was very upset now, she just wanted to stay for a while and think about it, first An Mo came out to bother her, but he was messing around here too.

In less than a few seconds, her face was pressed by his fingers, and his other hand hugged her waist domineeringly, and then he simply hugged her on his lap and sat down .

"Where are you going, I will accompany you, otherwise we will go home."

Shenmu looked helplessly at the man who was holding her, and couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. He seemed very nervous about her, and even followed her like this, which made her feel that he seemed to be worried that she would run away.

But how could it be?Obviously from the beginning, he didn't want to get married at all.

When she didn't speak, he moved his face closer to her, and said in an affectionate and loving tone, "Mumu, where do you want to go?"

Her lips moved, some words should be asked directly according to her personality, but when the words came to her lips, she seemed unable to say them.

She didn't know what she wanted to know, or rather didn't know.

After being silent for a while, he said lightly, "Then go home."

"Yeah." César kissed her cheek and hugged her even tighter.

She didn't say she would come down, she just let him hold her like that.

Her face was leaning against his shoulder, and from this angle, she could just see his side face, a firm chin, and a sharp-edged face. This is the outline she is most familiar with, from youthful to mature, ah, look at it little by little over here.

"Just leave An Mo like this, aren't you worried that she'll be angry?" Lying in his arms, she still asked, but her tone was deliberately casual.

César gave her a hard look, "It's true if you don't say things that make me angry."

Where did she make him angry?

She didn't even know what they were like now.

Shenmu leaned on her like this, and soon she felt drowsy. Recently, she has become more and more lethargic, and even sleeping half of the 24 hours a day is not enough.

With the warm and firm embrace, she quickly fell asleep.

César didn't realize this until the even breathing came from her ear, she smiled helplessly, and stretched out her hand unconsciously to pinch her nose.

In the end, she frowned again, she seems to have slept a lot lately...

Every time Han Li was asked how her body was going, his answer was always vague.

Did he trust Han Li too much, or did he neglect something important?

Back home, Shenmu still hadn't woken up, César frowned and thought for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to hug her out, and carried her straight back to the bedroom.

After changing her clothes and coming out of the bedroom, she received a call from Hui, "Godfather, Miss Dongfang wants to see you."

César asked An Mo to answer the phone with a blank expression, "What do you want?"

"Cesar," An Mo's voice was timid.

Originally, he had thought about what to say for a long time, but suddenly he didn't know what to say. His attitude was too indifferent, not at all like the way he was when he was in front of the palace god.

She knew that getting him married would change some things, such as his feelings for Gong Shenmu.

But she didn't expect that his feelings would burn back so quickly, as if there had never been a gap between him and Gong Shenmu

Obviously, he was so disappointed in her once, obviously, he has decided not to like her anymore.

Did this wedding make her lose everything again and make her no longer in his eyes?

"I just ran into her by accident today," she thought for a while, and then explained silently. Men don't like women who make trouble out of no reason. "I didn't think about making trouble for her."

"Well," César just replied lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

An Mo ignored Shenmu's temper and capital, and she was not afraid of making trouble for her, otherwise she would not have been thrown to the ground today.

"An Mo, for yourself, cooperate with Su Yan's treatment, she said, give her time, she will find a way to make you return to normal." Maybe you can't run and jump like before, but you can walk without limping "Incompleteness is not a good thing for girls, you should be responsible for yourself."

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