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

When Wen Luo said this, he kept looking at Shenmu, in order not to miss any changes in her expression.

However, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she just asked lazily, "Didn't Daddy drive him away?"

"Probably not." Wen Luo looked at the half-asleep woman, unable to understand what she was thinking, "Mumu, do you want to see him?"

In fact, it has been a long time since César arrived, from morning to night, and it is already night.

She knows about Mumu's body, Mumu and César's affairs pretty well.

No matter what, César destroyed the beast, and in a sense, he directly destroyed Mumu's only life.

Although she still doesn't know what kind of disease Mumu has.

Boss Gong didn't say anything to chase him away, so no one dared to really dare, after all, the other party was still the godfather of the mafia.

Shenmu slowly adjusted her sleeping position, and said calmly, "I don't want to see him, let him go."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Wen Luo thought for a while, and added softly, "I see his appearance, Mumu, if you don't see him, he won't leave."

Shenmu slowly opened his eyes, and smiled lightly, "He just feels sorry for me, so he will feel relieved if he comes to me to scold him."

Squinting her eyes, there was no emotion in her eyes, and she said with a lazy tone and posture, "Since this is the case, sister-in-law, go and scold me for me. If you refuse to leave, it doesn't matter if you give me a few slaps."

When he feels that he has been scolded enough and beaten enough, he will probably leave by himself.

Wen Luo could see that Shenmu was really not interested in meeting the man outside, so he stood up and smiled slightly, "I see, Mumu, you continue to rest, and I will bring you dinner when dinner is ready." come over."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Shenmu looked at the sunset in the sky, and said calmly, "You don't need to tell me anything about him in the future."

Wen Luo closed the door smoothly, looking at the man who had been standing outside the door all day, his complexion was not much better than Mu Mu's, probably because of excessive blood loss, his complexion was pale.

Bloodstains were faintly visible on the clothes on the shoulders.

"You grew up together, you should know better than anyone else that she doesn't want to see you, even if you stand dead here, she won't see you."

Wen Luo was very helpless towards this man.

If you want to complain, you should also be jealous, but Mumu has always been calm since she was brought back by the boss of the palace. Even if you mentioned César just now and told her that he was outside the door, her eyes There are no waves here.

"I know," the man said in a low and hoarse voice without even looking up, and what Wen Luo said was also in her expectation.

His reaction was the same as that of God.

One seemed to predict that he would come.

One guessed that she would not see her.

Wen Luo didn't say much, even if he scolded, he probably waited for Shenmu to scold him. It's useless for these bystanders to say anything.

"How is she?" Just as Wen Luo walked past him, César spoke in a very low voice, with a fairly obvious vibrato at the end, which was covered in the cold tone, making it even more audible. Few.

Wen Luo looked at him, "Mumu is fine now, you don't have to guard her like this."

Her illness has no signs of attack for the time being, except that she is obviously thin, and she is indifferent to everything, the rest, there are really no obvious symptoms, at least, she can't see it.

"thanks,"

Those two words blocked her other words of persuasion. Until now, it seems that they, the others, have nothing to say.

What's more, for a man like César, it's useless to say anything.

The place where Shenmu lives is an independent and quiet small building, separated from the main building of the castle by a certain distance, and the bodyguards are all a little outside, so once Wen Luo leaves, the place is quiet without hearing anything. sound.

Isn't it boring for her to be alone?From morning to night, except for Wen Luo who accompanied her for dinner, almost no one was with her.

That's right, her temperament changed later, and she doesn't know when she started to like or get used to being alone, for half a day, half a day, or simply for a whole day.

He stood alone in the same place, with a straight figure all the time, as if he would not feel tired after standing for a long time. The setting sun stretched his figure very long, and the orange afterglow dyed his whole body. Deep loneliness, loneliness engraved in the bone marrow.

What's rolling in her mind is nothing more than her voice and smile in the past, from childhood to recent days, happy, unhappy, angry, gentle, coquettish, and indifferent.

He knew clearly, it should even be said to be extremely clear, from what she said coldly, when we were done, he had completely lost her.

Even before that, she knelt down to her father to save his life.

Night began to slowly fall.

"Cesar, you're a bastard!" He heard footsteps, but he still didn't hear them, and he didn't pay attention. When his consciousness came back to his senses, an iron-like fist had already hit him directly.

César recognized the voice and did not dodge or evade, allowing the opponent to attack.

For the first time, Hughes did not hide his anger at all, and directly punched César to the ground. He smiled coldly, "Do you think it means anything if you don't hide? You think it's atonement if you don't get out of the way ?"

"Damn it, it's no wonder that Mumu doesn't like you, she likes you only when she's blind," Hughes didn't know when he swears last time, looking at the face in front of him that was beaten green by himself, he Still feel that it is not enough to relieve the hatred, "You made her like this, and you have the nerve to say that you like her? Fortunately, I used to think that Mumu was too much for you."

Knowing that César shot and killed the little beast that was supposed to save Mumu, how could he not be angry, "You should be glad that it wasn't my sister who came here today, otherwise she might just destroy you."

From the beginning to the end, César remained expressionless, allowing him to beat and scold him, and when he finished venting, he supported his body and continued to stand upright in a military posture.

He bowed his head and said nothing.

It was Hughes, who inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dazzling red on his shoulder.

The wound was completely broken, and he traveled a long distance without any treatment. He moved a lot. Hughes forgot about it just now, and he punched him to death, so he didn't care about his injuries.

Hughes looked at his deadly expression, as if the wound didn't grow on him, and his anger suddenly became faster, "If you want to die, get away and die, don't be in front of Mumu's door, he wants her How will you live here in the future?!"