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

In any case, she wouldn't want it, and it didn't make any sense to exchange one life for another, and more importantly, if the final outcome was to exchange his blood for her life.

Then everything she has done these years is a joke.

What she said was plain, but it was because of the plainness that she appeared confident, and she almost completely expressed her meaning. No matter what, she would not accept it.

He supported her face, and then leaned over by himself, as if he could see the other person's expression more clearly at a close distance, and he could clearly feel the other person's breathing when he was close at hand.

"Why not?" He stared into her eyes, his words were self-deprecating but more aggressive, "Mumu, you don't like me much anyway, you won't be particularly sad what happened to me, even though it's straightforward to say so. It’s a bit blunt, but the fact is that there’s nothing to be sorry for, isn’t it?”

"Besides, I owe it to you, and you don't need to feel guilty or feel sorry."

The breath of his lips sprayed on her skin, his hands and even his whole body were tense, she could feel it.

That said, it seems to make sense.

She smiled faintly, "Cesar, you gave me back your life, what about your parents?"

"They?" He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said, "Even if I'm gone, my daddy won't feel much. As for my mommy, my daddy is enough for her."

The most important thing is what he said to Han Li, she can live without him, and life will continue, at most a little more melancholy, but without her, life will be nothing but a blank.

With such a simple comparison, it is too clear what choice to make.

He originally planned not to tell her about this matter until the result came out. Whether she agrees or disagrees is not important to her at all, the important thing is whether it is possible or not.

She just looked at him quietly, without saying a word, those eyes seemed calm and unruffled, but at a deeper level, there were unstoppable turbulent waves.

He thought she was silent, put his wrist around her shoulders, lifted her chin with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "So Mumu, don't go."

He'll protect her, he'll take care of her, he'll never let anything happen to her again, so don't go.

Looking at his handsome eyebrows, she was in a daze for a moment, and unconsciously put her fingers on his brows, "Do you like me so much?"

She herself is very confused, does he really like her so much?

"Don't you think An Mo is better than me to be your woman? I had a bad personality when I was young, and it's bad for you when I grow up. What do you like about me?"

César frowned and looked at her, "Pay attention to your wording, An Mo is not my woman, you are the only one I have." Don't put such dirty things on his forehead.

Shenmu didn't speak, but just looked at him fixedly, waiting for her answer.

César looked at her for a while, frowning. This question seemed inexplicable to him. Did she have a bad personality when she was a child?He didn't feel it.

Did she treat him badly when she grew up?

Think about it, it looks like this at first glance, but she is very good to him except that she refuses to accept him as a person and refuses to accept his feelings.

"If I knew," he looked at her with complicated eyes and a little bitterness, and said in a low voice, "maybe I wouldn't still like you until now."

She was completely stunned and stared at him blankly. What did he mean by that?

"You also said, after so many years, it is impossible for me not to feel tired." Fingers caressed her face, her outline, "When I feel tired, I also want to let go. If I can let go, I would have let go gone."

"I once thought about marrying An Mo, I thought about accepting her and living with her for the rest of my life," his tone became more and more indifferent, but what fell on her ears was a different wave, the kind of astringent, Numb feeling.

"Mumu," he lowered his head and approached her, his eyes were full of seriousness and affection that could not be seen at a glance, "you appear in my life, and you have deprived me of the ability to love other people."

Her eyes were sore, and she realized that her eyes were about to get wet, she immediately turned her face away, and forcefully forced back her tears.

Can't cry, can't be soft-hearted.

César froze, but still put his face on it cheekily. Anyway, he has been neglected, flirted with and even slapped a lot recently, and he is used to her rejection.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore," he lowered his posture. In fact, he has always kept a low posture in front of her for a while, "Don't be angry, and don't... go, I will rely on you for the rest, okay ?”

"You go," she tried to suppress her voice, "I want to be alone, let me think about it, I need to think about it."

"Mumu..." César frowned, based on his understanding of Shenmu, she should not be allowed to think about it at this time, especially in her current situation, she is not very positive and optimistic.

"I told you to go out, I don't want to see you now!" She suddenly yelled out impatiently, her mind was already in a mess, and then unconsciously... yelled out.

Subconsciously looked up, and then saw the man pursed his lips, the expression on his face could not conceal the loss and injury.

Her attitude just now... hurt him.

That's right, whoever digs out his feelings with all his heart and soul will only get her to drive him away impatiently.

Anyone who changes will be injured.

She was at a loss for a moment, she... didn't want to do this, but some things just rushed out uncontrollably.

César just looked at her quietly, and after a few seconds, he spoke slowly, his voice already warm, "Well, I won't bother you anymore."

As he said that, he raised his foot and walked out with steady steps. When he reached the door, he stood up and said lightly, "You can call me an asshole, because I won't let people go."

Then the door was closed, and she was alone in the bedroom again.

Only then did Shenmu raise her head, looked at the tightly closed door, and suddenly raised her hand to grab her hair, she hated it, didn't she?She began to feel that she was disgusting like this.

A little panic popped up everywhere, she wasn't like this before, she lost her temper at every turn, threw things, and always scolded him.

It's not that she doesn't know, whether it's intentional or unintentional, she is torturing César right now.

How could she...become so annoying?

She doesn't like herself like this.

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