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

Even though it was hard to see César looking at Shenmu at this moment, his heart was still scratching, and he just couldn't help but want to watch.

So when she saw this scene, she immediately stood up.

When Shenmu saw An Mo, she instinctively felt even more unhappy.

"Mumu, drink the soup." Without saying anything, he had already scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her lips, turning a blind eye to the other people in this space.

Shenmu glanced down and refused directly, "I won't eat."

As he spoke, he turned his face to the side.

At this moment, the girl spoke again, "Ma'am... Feifei really didn't do it on purpose, I beg you on her behalf, forgive her this time."

Shenmu looked at her, she couldn't describe such a beautiful face, but she looked so pitiful at this moment, and for some reason, she was very disgusted with such an expression.

Just like she hated An Mo beside her.

There was a deeper depression in my heart.

"I didn't drive her away." With a cold sentence, she just felt that everything around her was annoying her, the man sitting beside her, the girl who was about to cry or not, and the other side with a plain but deep expression. The arrogant An Mo.

The girl was suddenly overjoyed, but seeing that her face was still not very good-looking, she immediately thought of something, and asked cautiously, "But madam, you said you don't want to see her..."

"So don't bother me." She interrupted her indifferently, her frown was already telling everyone how unhappy she was now.

There seemed to be a fire burning at the heart, bit by bit, she watched helplessly, but she couldn't stop it.

"Okay, okay," the girl's face that was about to cry immediately changed into a smile, "Thank you Ma'am, I'll tell her right away that you didn't want to drive her away..."

She said at the time not to let her see her. It was because she was emotionally confused, so she threw out a sentence casually, and because she had been the head of the interrogation hall for several years, her tone of speech was habitually cold.

At this time, Shenmu felt that she could no longer stay in this space, so she got up subconsciously and wanted to leave, which was even a thoughtless action.

César's face sank, he easily pulled her arm, and threw her back into his arms, "Mumu."

The still gentle voice was full of warnings.

"Ceser, let me go, and use force at every turn, what kind of man are you?" Bullying her is not as strong as him, bullying her is not as good as him?

His dark green eyes deepened, and he put his arms around her waist. Since she was not good, he had no choice but to let her stay in his arms.

He already had a faint feeling that the current Shenmu is a bit different from the indifferent Shenmu before, she is unreasonable now, willful and even has a bad temper, but she is more like her when she was a child.

But it doesn't matter, he is willing to pamper her no matter what she looks like.

"Eat obediently, one bowl of rice is enough, and I will let you go after eating." However, this normal line fell into Shenmu's ears, and it became like "If you don't eat, I won't let you go." nasty threat.

She pursed her lips, stared at him coldly, and confronted him in this posture.

The man's eyes reflected her appearance at this time, with her chin raised slightly, every corner of her face was guarded, and her eyes showed undisguised disgust.

She is really like a little girl, putting all her emotions on her face.

César smiled slowly, "Mumu, why are you playing childish when you don't eat? Huh?"

His Mumu only used this kind of tricks to protest her father when she was a child, and they were all tricks, she would not wrong herself, she really didn't eat anything.

"Who is playing with a child's temper?" Shen was dissatisfied with his wording, and retorted plausibly, "Can't you hear me when I said disgusting? Why should I force myself to eat these disgusting things."

As he said that, his originally clear and clear black and white eyes turned red.

These words stabbed his heart accurately, yes, she would feel sick even if she ate food now.

And these are all because of him.

"Mumu," he moved closer, "People need to take medicine when they are sick. I know you will feel uncomfortable eating now, but just treat it as medicine, okay?"

"No." When she said this, her eyes were indifferent and surly. "I'm going to die anyway. I don't want to deepen my pain for a few more days. It's not worth it."

César's hand holding the spoon froze completely, and the familiar pain spread in the familiar place again.

For a long time, until his disordered breathing slowly calmed down, his extremely low voice because of depression resounded like water in the restaurant, "Get out of here."

Everyone was startled, the atmosphere here was originally suppressed, at this time Cesare told them to leave, it was an amnesty, and hurriedly left in a swarm.

Only An Mo, with his feet nailed in place, didn't want to leave but was dragged away anyway.

If one of these two gets mad, they will inevitably be affected by Chi Yu, so it is best to avoid such a situation as much as possible.

Soon there were only the two of them left in the quiet space.

"I'll say it again for the last time, either eat a bowl of rice, or I'll sleep with you tonight." He spoke flatly and slowly, but deliberately emphasized the tone of the sleep word.

Shenmu glared at him angrily, this man threatened her with this matter again and again, how shameless could he be?How dare he do such a thing to her? !

Anger ran across her chest, and when she looked at the dishes on this table, she felt that it was extremely obtrusive. Even if he didn't say anything, she knew that he had prepared this table by himself.

Before reaching out his hand, he heard his sinister voice, "If you dare to lift it again, we will do it here."

She glanced at his gloomy face when she heard the words, a smile appeared on her lips, cold and provocative, Gong Shenmu is undoubtedly precocious and sensible, but she still has the capriciousness of Miss Yemen and the perverseness of the head of the interrogation hall in her bones With pride.

"Bang," she didn't hesitate at all, just like noon, she lifted the tablecloth decisively and simply, and everything on the table was thrown to the ground with her action.

Hearing the sound, someone rushed in immediately, looking at the mess on the ground in panic, with the handsome man's Satanic aura, the servant who came in was injured by the low air pressure, and asked weakly, "Sir, can I Pack it up now."

"Get out." His eyes were fixed on her face, and the three words came out from his lips, without ups and downs, but it made people feel cold for no reason.

"No one is allowed to come near here without my order."

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