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

"Mumu, what are you going to do?" Han Li sighed helplessly as he looked at the calm woman sitting on the chair.

Shenmu sat in the chair, and it took a long time before she spoke slowly, "That's it, Yinmei gave me a lot of analgesics, and I will control myself in the future."

Control yourself, control what?Control yourself not to love him?

Han Li wanted to say something more, but Shenmu had already stood up, "Uncle Han, I'm going back to rest."

Saying that, without waiting for Han Li to answer her words, he opened the door and walked out like a ghost.

Is this her ultimate fate? A fate that was doomed at the age of 16?

When she returned to her own room, she realized that someone was already sitting on the sofa.

Shenmu was stunned, "Sister," she moved her lips, trying to pull out a smile, "Why are you here?"

Mo Bai squinted his eyes, with a smile on his glamorous and enchanting face, "Of course I came to see you, Mumu, you wanted to ask someone for help back then, it's fine if you didn't ask for your father, why didn't you ask for help?" I?"

Shenmu couldn't tell if she was angry because of this incident at this time, so she smiled carefully and walked over to sit beside her, "I'm worried that your body hasn't recovered yet, sister, what's wrong with Feng Jue?" It is said that people from the North American military are much more convenient than us."

Mo Bai squinted at her, "Are you worried that I will turn against César, or that I won't be able to keep your secret?"

Well, she couldn't hide it from her eyes since she was a child.

Mo Bai hated iron for being weak, and squeezed her cheek, "You idiot, I really don't know whether to scold you or beat César!"

asshole! ! !

"What are your plans?" Mo Bai put away his smile, and his eyes were a little dark.

She would never let the matter of adoration just like that.

"I... just stay in Yemen. My brother is like this, and I won't feel at ease if I leave." This is only part of the reason. After all, Yemen is her home, and she really doesn't want to go anywhere now.

"Your brother's current appearance is all done by Yinmei? That beast was killed by César, is it also Yinmei's trick?" Mo Bai's beautiful squinted eyes flashed a gorgeous and dangerous color.

Not bad, so many people have been calculated, hehe, she would like to know what kind of mission he is, what kind of power is behind him, dare to offend the Mafia and Yemen so confidently.

"An Mo has something to do with him? Is it due to that woman?"

"Well," Shenmu said lightly, as acquiescence.

Such a sinister and vicious method is not counted, but without her help, things might not have come to this point.

"Pack up your things," Mo Bai lowered his eyes, with cold and sharp eyes shining, "Follow me back to Rome."

Back to Rome?Shenmu's eyes widened, and she refused without even thinking about it, "Sister, I don't want to go back," she frowned, although she knew that she might have other arrangements for doing this, but she really didn't want to go back.

Mo Bai didn't respond to her rejection right away, she stared at Shenmu's face with a few clear black and white oppressive eyes, "You're going to leave it like this, I don't have any plan."

"Or are you going to live on painkillers? Impossible, that stuff has side effects that directly affect your nerves, and it won't give you a chance to live a new life."

Mo Bai has always been strong, and it can even be said that her personality is stronger than her brother's. If this is her decision to decide her plan, she has almost no room for cooperation.

"But, why do you want me to go back to Rome? Do you still want me and César to spend the last days happily?" She is not the Virgin Mary, and she can treat the injury as if nothing happened.

She can't live with him.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, "Those who owe you should pay you back, you are not the Virgin Mary and I will not be, but César is your painkiller for the time being, don't make things difficult for yourself, let alone torture yourself! "

"You can dislike him, but don't make yourself uncomfortable."

She had no chance to resist or say no in front of Mo Bai, and could only watch the servant pack her things for her.

Shenmu propped his forehead, watching Mo Bai make a phone call in front of her.

"Mumu," Mo Bai used Shenmu's mobile phone, and it was picked up in almost a second.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, dare he stare at the phone every minute?

"It's me," Mo Bai cleared his throat, and smiled coldly, "10 minutes, get over here and pick up Mumu, she's going back to Rome."

Mo Bai didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense, and hung up the phone after finishing this sentence.

César heard the busy tone in his ear, but didn't react for a while——Mumu wants to go back to Rome?

"Sister," Shenmu pinched her eyebrows, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Go back with him, and leave the rest to me." Mo Bai said concisely, with a final word.

After sitting on the sofa for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

The servant took a look at Shenmu, saw that she didn't say anything, and hurried over to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the tall man rushed towards Shenmu without looking at anything.

She was still sitting on the sofa, looking at the man leaning over in front of her, unable to tell what it was like.

"Mumu," he looked up at her, and put his hand on her face, "Do you want... to go back with me?"

He looked cautious, with a hint of disbelief, and asked even more carefully.

Shenmu lowered her eyes and said lightly, "No."

It wasn't she who wanted it, it was Mo Bai who wanted it, she just had no choice.

Cesare's hand on her face froze in vain.

That's right, he should have expected it a long time ago, why would she want to go back with him now...Mobai was probably just joking with him.

"I asked her to go back with you." Mo Bai's voice sounded from the side, "Of course, she is not willing, she just cooperates with me."

César heard that, but his eyes didn't move, he just looked at the face in front of him all the time, with no expression, no emotion, or no emotion.

"Why?" With a deep and hoarse voice, he asked Mobai, but he still looked at Shenmu.

"It's nothing." Shenmu turned his eyes away, and stood up from the sofa, "I already had a place there, and I have the right to go back."

The luggage is almost packed, she has a quiet demeanor, "Then I'm leaving, sister, won't you come with me?"

"In a few days, I will come to you."

Shenmu was sitting in the passenger seat, she didn't expect that she had just said a few hours ago that she would completely sever ties with him.

Now, she actually wanted to go back to Rome.