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

He didn't let her down until he walked to the chair at the dining table, but even after letting go, his left arm was still around her shoulder, and most of her body was still trapped in his arms.

César lowered his head and stared at her indifferent face, his voice was low and patient, "Eating a little is enough, Mumu," he paused, "You can't continue to lose weight."

When he said this, he thought very sadly that even if he forced her to eat something, her current physical condition and weight would still keep dropping.

Shenmu didn't even look at the table, she stood up and was about to leave.

Before she could really stand up, her waist sank, and she was hugged by the man behind her and fell down. The moment she fell, César suddenly thought that the chair would hit her and hurt her, so at the same time, she let herself sit up.

Shenmu sat down on top of him, her waist firmly controlled.

"Eat." In a deep voice, he couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

In normal times, it is impossible for her to argue about such a problem, not to mention that she is always sensible and will not do things that are indistinguishable, not to mention, she knows her body better than anyone else.

But there is a flame burning in the body, for no reason, and it is becoming more and more uncontrollable.

She turned her head, stared at the man holding her coldly, and smiled ironically, "Don't you think you tortured me enough? These things make me sick when I look at them now. How do you want me to eat them?"

If it wasn't really unbearable, she wouldn't just spit it out as soon as she entered it, César and He knew this, but there was really no other way except to do so.

He put his arms around her waist and hugged her on his lap in a more intimate position. Her figure was so slender and petite that being hugged by him was as easy as hugging a child. He used another Picking up the chopsticks with one hand, she picked up a piece of potato that was closest to her.

"I know it's hard for you, but Mumu, it's so bad, you have to eat a little bit." The originally deep and pleasant voice was a little hoarse now, "Even if you don't care about me, and your daddy and mommy, And Mo Bai, let them know that you can't eat anything now, and they won't be able to eat anything either."

For example, he is now, how long has she not eaten, how long has he not eaten.

She can't eat it, how can he eat it.

Shenmu's breathing became heavier suddenly, perhaps because she heard his words, she glanced at the potato caught in the chopsticks.

In the next second, she raised her hand and knocked his hand over without hesitation. The Cizer didn't expect her to be done like this, and the chopsticks in her hand fell directly onto the table with the beautifully colored potato attached.

César's eyes darkened, and there was a servant waiting beside him. Seeing this, he quickly handed over the paper, waited for César to wipe his hands clean, and then tidied up the slightly messy table with his hands and feet. Take a look and put on a new pair of chopsticks.

Before leaving, he took a careful look at César's face, and quickly whispered, "Ma'am, these are cooked by Mr. himself, and he hasn't eaten anything until now, so you can eat as much as you want. "

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay, and immediately walked away to a place a few meters away.

"Mumu," he said in a flat tone, "If you really don't want to eat anything, I can only tell you about Daddy's and Mommy's current situation..."

"That's enough," Shenmu interrupted him coldly, her brows were cold, and her gaze shifted to the table was full of disgust.

I don't know if it's true, but the taste in her mouth hasn't faded yet, but because of the influence of her heart, she still feels a faint taste on the tip of her tongue, which makes her feel uncomfortable and unbearable taste inside.

"Give me water." She stared at it for about a minute, and finally gritted her teeth.

She had already drank a lot of water, and she spent almost half an hour in the bathroom before she came out of the restaurant, wishing she could wash her entire tongue clean.

"Mumu," César's eyes were still very dark, "That's your psychological effect, you don't have any taste in your mouth.

And if not, maybe she's done it clean.

Shenmu ignored him and repeated again, "Give me water."

Naturally, the servant did not dare to be negligent, and hurried to pour water.

Her pale and bewildered expression was reflected in the dark green eyes, and there was deep disgust in his eyes. He felt a pang in his heart, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and pushed her waist back with the other hand .

Then he leaned down and kissed deeply.

The servant just brought the water to the table, "Ma'am, yours..." Before he finished speaking the water, he swallowed it all.

He stared dumbfounded at the kissing hostess and hostess in front of him.

In fact, kissing is not very appropriate. A more appropriate way to say it is that the host is kissing the hostess forcefully, but as a couple, there is no such thing as being strong or not, it’s just fun.

The servant didn't dare to disturb, didn't even dare to make a sound, and put the cup on the table with a slight and careful movement, and then walked away with the lightest steps in extreme embarrassment.

The restaurant, where no one dared to make a sound, became even more silent at this time.

Shenmu's eyes were wide open, looking at the man kissing her close at hand, she obviously overestimated the man's innocence again, she thought he would really be obedient and stop disturbing her.

Come back to eat with him, even take her out to eat, hug her at every turn, come and go in and out of her bedroom at will, she thought these were the limits.

At this time, a wolf kissed her man forcefully and domineeringly, telling her clearly that it was just her wishful thinking, even if he felt guilty and regretted, he would do whatever he wanted to do.

There was no friction between his lips, he drove straight in, hooked her tongue ambiguously, sucking every inch of her mouth, extremely lingering.

It took a full 3 minutes before he let go of her who was about to suffocate, but he didn't stay too far away. He just pressed her lips against her and asked with a faint smile, "If you feel disgusted by everything you eat, then I kiss you, and you also Feel sick?"

This sentence is equivalent to indirectly asking her if his smell is equally disgusting.

Shenmu's expression changed, and he raised his hand and slapped him mercilessly.

Because of the lack of oxygen, she was breathing a little short of breath at this time, her pale face was also flushed, and her eyes stared at him coldly.

César hooked his lips, and smiled faintly, "It seems that what I didn't eat made you sick."

Although she was slapped, it could only show that she was angry, at least she didn't spit it out.

He stroked her long hair, "It will be like this from now on, if you can't eat, then I will kiss you, if you refuse to eat anything all day, then we will do it."

He said these words lightly, using the most direct and explicit words.

"I know," he kissed her face, still smiling lightly, "Although they make you sick, you can't stand my closeness."

Shenmu bit her lip, her chest was sore, she didn't even know whether it was because of her current miserable situation, or because of... the words he said, and the tone of his words.

Her current situation was miserable, but those calm words sounded even more...desperate.

César kept looking at her, and picked up the chopsticks again, but this time it was not potatoes, but fish pieces that were farther away.

This dish is the most difficult to make. In order to preserve the original taste and nutrition, he spent a lot of time cooking the soup.

"Hey, eat a little," he coaxed in her ear, "Mumu, don't think about anything, okay?"

Shenmu looked at his hand, lost his mind for a moment, lowered his head and leaned over, a smile appeared on César's lips, and his eyes were satisfied and satisfied——

However, in the next second, her eyes under her long hair suddenly turned cold, and there were traces of mania, and she raised her hand violently again, not only knocking over the chopsticks in his hand, but with an indifferent expression, she directly moved the table in front of her. , grabbed the entire tablecloth, and lifted it all up.

Bang bang bang bang bang, for a few seconds, there was the sound of porcelain and glass smashing to the ground, and even the tablecloth, everything on the table was thrown to the ground.

There was only one bare table left.

Her hand was still grabbing the other corner of the tablecloth, and it was extremely tight, her joints were white from excessive force.

She didn't look at him, but raised her chin slightly, "I can't eat it, so I don't eat it. If you make another table, I will destroy it all."

In fact, she vaguely knew that the problem with her sense of taste would not last for a long time, just like her eyesight had problems before, she thought she would go blind for a while, but in the end she gradually recovered, and her muscles atrophied. But then nothing went wrong.

The confusion of taste should be the same as before, and it won't always be like this.

She didn't know why she was so self-willed and almost irritable, as if only by doing this could she ease the pain in her heart.

César was lost for a moment. When she said this, she looked like a willful little girl playing tantrums, but he knew that it was not like this.

"You really don't want to eat?" Everyone lost their temper because of him, including Shen admired himself.

But he didn't show any sign of anger, he just stared at her face and asked lightly.

"No." Her answer was equally crisp and neat.

"Okay," he glanced at the residue on the ground, "then eat it at night, and I will make it for you."

night?She can't eat now, can she eat at night?Regardless of the mafia, what does he want to prove by doing this?

He still loves her?Or do you want to make it up to her, so you spoil her?

But Shenmu didn't ask anything, and always carried out what she said before. In this family, she didn't want to have any unnecessary relationship with him.

Even though he just kissed her just now, she set off a table of meals that he cooked with his own hands.

That was just his own business, just wishful thinking, just like what she had done many years ago.

"Since you don't want to eat, go back and rest. You looked very tired just now." César hugged her again and said gently.

Shenmu was very dissatisfied, "I'm neither disabled nor dead, I don't need you to hug me up and down, let me down, I'll go by myself."

Bitterness spread in César's heart, he had never felt such an obvious disgust from her, yes, there was no resentment or hatred, it was just pure...disgust.

What a terrible thing.

"I've kissed you just now when you don't eat, but you just dumped the fruits of my hours of labor, I'm not happy, so I want to hug you,"

No matter how shameless he is, he just likes to hug her.

Let him live under the same roof as a familiar stranger like she said, he will go crazy, there is no doubt about it.

Carrying her back to the master bedroom, César did not put her on the bed, but walked to the balcony and carefully placed her on the sleeping platform, "The afternoon sun is very good, and basking in the sun is more comfortable than sleeping under the quilt,"

"Are you going to break our agreement?"

Cizell paused, "Mumu, I never promised."

It was her who said that he had no chance to refute, but this didn't mean that he would follow, he couldn't do it.

"Even if it bothers me that you do that, you know, I can't stand our current relationship and the intimacy we shouldn't have."

César was silent for a while, the sun shone on his handsome face, but the golden light contrasted his slightly pale aura.

"I won't bother you now, let's rest." As he spoke, he lowered his head, habitually wanting to place a kiss on her forehead.

But when his lips were about to fall on her eyebrows, he still stopped all his movements.

"I'll come back at night." After a pause for a few seconds, he opened the distance between them as if nothing had happened, and stood up with a gentle smile.

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