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

It was not until lunch time that Shenmu came down from the bedroom.

She glanced at the dining table and asked casually, "Who else wants to eat?"

Immediately, a servant nearby replied respectfully, "It's sir, he will come back for dinner." The servant took a look at her face, and continued, "But the master said that you should eat first, so you don't have to wait for him."

"Oh," she didn't respond much, so she just responded lightly.

Come back to eat?She remembered that he rarely came home for lunch.

Picking up the chopsticks on the table, there were all Chinese food on the table. She glanced at more than ten dishes.

Footsteps approached from far away, Shenmu knew who was coming without raising his head.

As soon as César stepped into the dining room, he saw a quiet woman with her head bowed. Her heart softened, she walked over a few steps, leaned over her, and asked in a warm voice, "Mumu, is there anything?" uncomfortable?"

His hands were on the back of the chair she was sitting on, half around her shoulders, and his eyes were fixed on her side face.

Shenmu didn't look at him, and didn't move, her tone was always calm, "It's okay, it's nothing."

There was a touch of sadness in the dark green eyes, "Okay, let's eat."

He didn't go back to his place right away, and personally took a spoon to serve her a bowl of soup, and put it quietly in her hand, "Hey, drink the soup first."

Shenmian's eyes flicked over the bowl, but without stopping, she raised her hand to pick up a piece of tofu closest to her, and fed it into her mouth with a bowed head. At that time, César had already pulled away the chair , sat down beside her.

As soon as the tofu arrived in her mouth, Shenmu's brows immediately frowned, and she tried not to spit it out, and there was no water at hand, so she had to take a few mouthfuls of the soup at hand.

"Mumu, what's the matter?" César never took his eyes off her body. When he saw her frowning and drinking the soup in a hurry, she looked very uncomfortable, as if she had eaten something unbearable .

The servant who responded a little more flexibly handed over the water without waiting for an order. It was neither cold nor hot, and the temperature was just right.

César took the cup and handed it to Shenmu's lips, while feeding her water carefully, he patted her on the back lightly, "Be careful, don't choke."

Shenmu drank more than half of the glass of water, and the unpleasant taste in her mouth faded a lot. She covered her chest with her hands, and her beautiful face was completely still.

"Tell An Mo to get out." She closed her eyes, her hand holding the chopsticks hadn't let go, but she exerted extreme force, and the chopsticks would break if the force was a little deeper.

A look of surprise flashed across César's dark green eyes, but he still didn't say anything.

He prefers her current appearance, although there is anger in her eyes, even cold, but they are still more lively than the plain girl who looks like a glass of water.

An Mo was quickly called out.

She stood opposite the dining table, trying to keep herself upright, looking at Shenmu with stinging eyes.

Shenmu pursed her lips, and with a flick of her wrist, the silver chopsticks that were in her hand were thrown out like this, and fell onto the bowls in front of her.

"You did all of this?" Shenmu raised her brows, mocking and sarcastic.

An Mo subconsciously glanced at the man beside Shenmu, but saw that he was still just looking at the woman beside him, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Yes."

"Heh," Shenmu smiled softly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Okay, I can't eat it, so I'll redo it all."

There was no surprise on An Mo's face, as if she had expected that Shenmu would say that, she held the corner of her lips, and said with a smile, "Really? I'm afraid that if I do it again, you still don't want to eat."

"Whether you want to eat or not is my business, not yours?" Shenmu rested her wrist on the table, "I told you to do it, you have to do it no matter how many times."

An Mo's eyes were contemptuous, and he almost said in a nutshell, do you only know such low-level skills?

"Mumu," a man's low voice came from next to his ear. He originally wanted to talk to her, but when he called out, he consciously touched her hair. Shenmu didn't turn his head, so he didn't see him With eyes full of petting, "You don't want to eat these, may I take you outside to eat?"

Shenmu chuckled in his heart, reluctant to part with it so soon?

Isn't this concentration too weak?She also thought how guilty he was.

When An Mo heard this, he immediately looked at César, with joy in his eyes.

"I don't want to..." Shenmu prepared to speak unhurriedly. She thought she didn't feel it anymore, but it turned out that she was not as straightforward as she thought, "What are you doing?"

She didn't finish her sentence, because she was picked up directly from the chair.

The woman was unprepared, César easily picked her up, and rested her hands on her slender waist, and there was a pain in the heart that was not deep or shallow.

Shen En stared at him, César pretended not to see it, and only said indifferently to the few servants who were still waiting in the restaurant, "Have you finished your meal?"

Several people froze at the same time, almost unbelievable, when will Mr. Godfather ask such a question and care about them?

This is a bit against the heavens?

Seeing them looking at each other and not answering him for a long time, his tone became impatient, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, not yet." After being frightened, the reaction came out all of a sudden, and he hurriedly replied.

They are servants, so of course they can't eat until the master has finished eating.

"Has it be done?"

A few people were even more puzzled, but they didn't dare to delay, "It's ready, we can eat in batches after we finish our work."

They really misunderstood the godfather, how can this be called caring, is it simply indifference?

"Dump it all!" César hugged the woman in his arms tightly, his brows and eyes were cold but not soft at all, and the person who spoke turned to An Mo, "You don't need to do it for Madam, you do it for them, everyone."

An Mo's face turned pale in an instant, and she stared blankly at César, never expecting him to say that, how could he... treat her like this.

César had stopped looking at her, turned around and hugged Shenmu, and was about to leave.

An Mo felt a pain in her heart, and chased after them unwillingly, and stopped in front of them, the circles of her eyes turned red because of grievance, "Why? I didn't do anything, it was her who was criticizing, César, you clearly know why Do you want to punish me like this?"

All the servants are nothing compared to preparing a meal with Gong Shenmu. How big is this castle, and how many servants are there in the castle?

Want her to do it all by herself?How can this be?She can't finish it all afternoon!

César looked at her without warmth, and was extremely indifferent, "Do I need to give you a reason?"

After only saying a word, he went out with the woman in his arms in his arms without looking sideways.

An Mo looked at their backs, and dug his nails firmly into his palms.

She wouldn't be so childish, and she wouldn't be so stupid. If he really knew what she was doing in Gong Shenmu's food, why would he still defend her? !

Shenmu looked at the man who leaned over to fasten her seat belt, and asked calmly, "Why did you do this?"

The movements of César's hands paused, and his voice was soft and low, "Don't you like it? I thought you would like it if you did this."

Shenmu smiled, "You think I'm troubling her?"

How low is her style?If she wanted to trouble An Mo, she would only make it clear, so as not to cause her to miss a meal.

César stared at her deeply, "It doesn't matter, I only care about whether you are happy or not."

His gaze was so hot that Shenmu felt that she was about to be burned, so she quickly adjusted her angle and looked at the front, and said with a cool smile, "If you do this, she will be very sad."

César frowned, "What does she have to do with me being sad?"

He used to feel that he owed her, but now he has paid off what he owed her...

What's more, in New York, if it wasn't for her...it was he who made the decision, he didn't believe in Mumu back then, and he was the culprit, so he didn't take An Mo off.

He had already parted ways with her in New York, and made it very clear that what he owed had been paid off, and whether she lived or died in the future would have nothing to do with him.

Only then did Shenmu turn her face to look at it, and even took the initiative to put her face closer, "She looks very wronged, because of her true love, being embarrassed by such a vicious woman like me, don't you feel bad at all?"

"What do you want to say?" César looked down at her smiling face, his face sank slightly.

"It's nothing." Shenmu quickly returned to her casual look, and smiled lightly, "You had such affection for her in the United States, and now you have this attitude in a blink of an eye. Do you want to show me, or do you want to be yourself? See for yourself?"

The man's breathing suddenly increased, and haze popped out of his eyes, like an abyss, in which mixed emotions were constantly tumbling.

Shenmu didn't want to quarrel with him, and was about to say something to leave, but before she could speak, her chin was pinched by a slender finger, and in the next second, her warm lips were blocked.

César pinched her chin with one hand and supported her waist with the other. He pressed his whole body over and kissed her fiercely.

Originally, he just planned to taste it lightly, but he knew very well that she didn't want to be kissed by him now, but he was instantly irritated by her words, looking at those thin crimson lips, he couldn't help but want to bite them.

As soon as he touched her skin, her breath, everything related to her easily touched his nerves, and he couldn't resist his desire at all, maybe he didn't want to resist in the first place.

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