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

An elegant and quiet restaurant with soothing music in the air.

Shenmu habitually sat very straight, indifferent and quiet.

"What do you want to eat?" César asked in a low voice while looking at the menu.

"It's all good," she said, her appetite was average, and she didn't matter what she ate.

César looked up at her, didn't say much, just quickly bowed his head to order, the waiter politely said to wait a moment, and left.

Eternal quiet, envious eyes, they originally chose the window seat, this restaurant has a good exterior view, it is located next to a lake, surrounded by a small lawn.

Shenmu was looking out of the window intently, with long eyelashes, and a serene beauty on the side of her face.

She didn't want to talk, and he didn't mind either. She looked out the window, and he looked at her without saying a word. His eyes were undisguisedly hot and affectionate. If there was a third person present, he would definitely feel... the air is very hot.

In the eyes of others, such a scene is very pleasing to the eye, handsome and affectionate man, quiet and beautiful woman.

A young painter sitting on their right happened to see this scene, immediately took out his drawing board, and quietly sketched the scene.

Both of them were too focused to be indifferent to this kind of sight. Of course, because there were too many people looking at them in the restaurant, they also ignored the painter's sight.

"Sir, miss, please use slowly." The waiter's voice interrupted the quiet silence, he carefully placed the plate in front of them, and then politely withdrew.

Only then did Shenmu come back to her senses, she didn't speak or raise her eyes, she just lowered her head to eat.

Probably because she didn't eat any of the dishes at home, so César ordered Western food, white wine smoked salmon pasta, a Western dish she had always liked since she was in college.

Shenmu picked up the fork, lowered her head and slowly fed the noodles into her mouth.

An indescribably unpalatable taste entered her taste buds, Shenmu's first reaction was to spit it all out, but in the next second, a certain cognition exploded into her brain like a bomb, how unpalatable it was in her mouth She also endured all the smell.

Bowing his head, he forcibly swallowed the food in his mouth.

The taste is like chewing wax.

She really wanted to laugh, but she never thought about how An Mo could be so stupid to actually tamper with her meal, she thought she was just trying to pretend to be pitiful to make César soften his heart.

It turned out not to be.

That tofu tasted weird, and even the pasta on this plate was terrible.

She clenched the hand holding the fork suddenly, almost breaking the fork.

It's not about the food, it's about her.

Her fingers couldn't help trembling, her lips turned white, and she slowly put down the fork.

César noticed her abnormality immediately, and immediately frowned, "You don't like it?"

This is one of her favorite western food, she doesn't like it either?

The expression on her face was calm, but it took a lot of effort to suppress the calm, her eyelashes were trembling imperceptibly, and her shoulders were even more tense.

César's complexion sank, he got up and walked to her side, held her face with his head down, and asked softly, "You don't like the food, let's change it? Or if you don't like it here, let's change it to another place ?”

In that voice, one can still hear the obvious pampering.

Shenmu suppressed her breathing, only felt that this feeling made her almost out of breath, but she still could only keep silent, her whole body was stiff.

I don't know how long it took, tens of seconds or minutes, she said in a low voice, "I don't want to eat, I want to go back."

In the voice, there are a few touches of inextricable fragility.

Since César subconsciously wanted to directly refuse, she just ate and drank a few mouthfuls of the soup at the table at home. She didn't drink anything when she was here just now.

He can indulge her in making trouble with An Mo at home, but she can't just eat nothing.

He was actually very busy, and he just wanted to eat with her when he went home, and he took her out because she couldn't eat nothing.

However, looking at her straight, even dull gaze, all the voices rushing to her throat were withdrawn.

"Mumu," he held her face in his hands, and forced her to face him, patiently, with a gentle voice, "Your health is not good, you have to eat, good boy, just eat a little, okay?"

She endured and maintained her tone, "I don't want to eat, I want to go back," she said while shaking her head, her beautiful face under the straight black hair became paler and paler.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear Yin Ren's crying.

She looked stubborn and self-willed at this time, but César felt her heart was clenched for no reason.

She obviously agreed to come out to eat, and when she ordered the food just now, she didn't show that she didn't want to eat first, even when she saw the food pick up the fork, it was normal, why did she suddenly change after taking a bite? face?

César's face was gloomy, and he picked up the fork she had just used without hesitation, and lowered his head to take a bite of the noodles.

No problem, it's normal, and it tastes good, it's from Top Chef, and she always likes it.

"Mumu—" He called her name, and wanted to say something else.

"I told you I don't want to eat, what else do you want?!" The woman who was sitting suddenly burst out, she stretched out her hand, trying to pull him away, because she was sitting beside her, blocking her exit .

But how could the strength of a man be pushed away by her current strength?

This sound was particularly sharp because of the loss of emotional control, and it was very harsh in the basically quiet restaurant. Before her voice fell, many people immediately paid attention to this side.

Shenmu closed her eyes, unconsciously stroked her long hair with one hand, and grabbed her clothes with the other hand, and said in a tone as calm as she could, "I want to go out, get out of the way."

César's eyes locked her face tightly, without any intention of moving away, his dark green eyes looked directly into her eyes, "Just now at home, you asked An Mo to redo it because you thought the dishes on the table I really can’t eat it, but when I came here, I realized that the food here is also terrible, so you can’t eat it after just one bite, so you lose your temper, right?”

It wasn't the food that was the problem, it was her sense of taste.

César's heart kept falling, her body... Has it gotten to this point?Heartache unbearable.

However, Shenmu basically couldn't listen to his words, and kept pushing him with both hands, as if she just wanted to leave here.

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