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

Shenmu suddenly felt like laughing, so he actually laughed.

César looked at the lackluster smile on her face, and the anger in his heart deepened. He immediately pulled out a smile, and his voice was hoarse and full of threats, "Didn't you say you want to go back to Yemen? Huh?"

In the end, not only did she arrive here, but she even arrived here first, so anxious?

Shenmu glanced at his handsome face full of haze, walked over quietly, then stopped in front of him, looked up at him, "I'm not in good health recently, Yinmei is a doctor, I just came to see .”

Such an explanation is indeed weak, but it is basically in line with the facts, and she is not lying.

César sneered, squinting his eyes, "You think I'm stupid? Is lying so meaningless?"

It can be regarded as lying too much, and the free-range children are not believed.

She didn't want to say anything more, anyway, he probably wouldn't believe anything she said, so she lowered her head and quietly walked out from his side.

All the bodyguards looked at each other, but the godfather did not speak, and no one dared to stop her.

It's just that they came so early, the godfather should not have been cuckolded yet, right?Not yet?no?

César clenched his fists, and a sinister voice sounded at the door, "Find me the silver ghost, and if you can't find it, raz this place to the ground."

Shenmu's back stopped, and she didn't move forward.

After blowing up here, Yinmei doesn't have a laboratory, so what should she do?

"No," came a quiet and indifferent voice, Shenmu turned to look at César, "don't move here."

César smiled, with a deep arc on his lips, but his eyes were filled with indifferent sarcasm, and his tone was almost contemptuous, "No, why do you?"

If she dared to come to see this man behind his back, he could directly blow up the place, there was nothing he couldn't do, as long as he wanted.

Shenmu frowned, thinking about how to make him dispel this idea.

"Reason?" Shenmu stood outside the room, with the sun shining on her, "Silver Mei didn't offend you, you can't do that."

"He didn't offend me?" César seemed to have heard some joke.

She dared to say that Yin Mei didn't offend him.

Shenmu looked at him quietly, her long hair was straight and soft, which made her look docile. Of course, this was just an appearance.

"When I came out, I called you for 10 minutes, but no one answered." She looked at his slightly changed face and smiled, "Later An Mo answered, should I ask you , dear husband, why did you let another woman answer your phone and let her demonstrate in front of me?"

She walked over, "Can I also understand that, you cheated?"

"Gong Shenmu," César's face turned cold, his eyes were like razor blades, "You left as soon as I got there, where did I get the time to cheat?"

If it wasn't because his subordinates said she was gone, would he have even forgotten to bring his mobile phone?

"Really?" Shenmu sneered coldly, "Then I didn't arrive on your front feet until you arrived on your back feet. This time is only enough to take off your clothes but not enough to put them on."

"You..." The anger in César's chest was burning to the peak, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He seemed to have endured to the extreme, so he didn't stretch out his hand to strangle the woman in front of him.

How dare she say such a thing?

"I hear what you mean," César gritted his teeth, and said every word, "If I don't come, are you really going to hang out with him here?!"

Shenmu smiled coldly, "Isn't that what you think?"

This sentence has already been sentenced, it's useless for her to say anything, it's just futile, she doesn't want to do any more boring things.

She has nothing to do with Yin Mei, so what about him and An Mo?

Do you really want her to question like a jealous woman?

Facing César's raging anger, she remained calm, raised her chin slightly, showing a bit of arrogance, "Cesis, I'm sick, you know very well, Yin Mei is the all-rounder of the century, you know that It is also very clear that if you want to kill him, will you also take my life away?"

César's complexion changed, and he reached out to grab her wrist, "You're dead, it's not because of Han Li, or because of Su Yan, why should he be the one?!"

Shenmu glanced at the hand she was holding, and said calmly, "There is a specialization in art, maybe my illness is due to Yinmei?"

César stared at her, "Okay, okay, your illness must be him, then I won't move him."

After saying this, César directly grabbed her hand and strode towards the outside; the strength was so strong that it was almost rude, regardless of whether she could keep up with most of his long legs. Mu just frowned, didn't say anything, and let him drag her like this.

César pursed his lips, his jaw was even more tense, and his entire outline exuded a threatening and violent aura.

He directly took her by the hand and boarded the plane, and neither of them mentioned the matter of going back to Yemen. Shenmu came to see Yinmei, and she more or less guessed that César would not allow her to go back to Yemen. The door, in this case, does not matter.

During the whole way back, César didn't say a word, and Shenmu leaned against the soft back of the chair, and didn't take the initiative to speak.

She looked at his side face in a daze. She was already tired of their relationship, and she could feel it, and César was also bored.

Back at the castle, it was already late at night, and César remained silent from beginning to end, as if he had no intention of talking to her at all.

Shenmu kept silent, picked up his clothes without saying a word, took a shower, and quietly dried his hair.

César sat on the sofa with his head bowed, his dark hair covered his eyes, and Shenmu couldn't see what he was thinking.

Obviously the distance is so close, but why do you feel that you can't get close.

When her hair was almost dry, Shenmu slowly put away the blower, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the cold and silent man.

After a while, she said softly, "Go to bed, it's late."

César then raised his head and looked at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a white bathrobe, long black hair with wet hair, and exquisite facial features.

He got up, looked at her lightly, "Go to bed first, I have something to do."

Shenmu was stunned, it was so late, what else could he do?

But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't ask.

Seeing him get up and walk to the door, then opened the door and walked out, the sound of closing the door was not too loud, but it seemed to fall on her heart.

Has it really come to an end between them?

Without trust, without a common topic, and even getting along with each other only in silence, such concern... She really felt at a loss and at a loss.

She always feels that she has done many things wrong, but if she doesn't do it, what else can she do?

No one can teach her, all the roads are walked step by step by herself, how can she take every step right?

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