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

The man standing in front of her was undoubtedly Feng Jue.

He was still dressed in black when he left in the morning. It seemed that he was more suitable for black than pure underworld figures like Ziyi or César.

"Yanyan," Feng Jue frowned, and stepped in front of her, with a low voice, she could even hear a little uneasiness and anger.

Su Yan chuckled in her heart, she understood that she was angry, but if she was uneasy, it was probably her illusion.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes with her fingertips, with a smile on her face, "Feng Jue, tell me that you have actually been using me all this time, isn't that true?"

Such a fluttering smile, like a trance, can be blown away by a gust of wind.

His originally frowning expression suddenly became a little more ugly. He looked at her for a while, and then without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and hugged her from the bed to his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Yanyan, I'll take you back, you're fine."

Su Yan was still smiling, as if this incident was something particularly funny, she said, "Feng Shiqi, do you really think I'm a fool?"

It seems that since he appeared here, the smile on her face has never disappeared, but this kind of smile is the most shocking.

He still didn't speak, and walked outside with her in his arms.

Su Yan closed her eyes, "Where's Wen Luo?"

What she wanted to know was whether Wen Luo had escaped or had been captured.

She has nothing to do with Wen Luo, but there is always an inexplicable connection between them, which is closely related to each other.

He didn't speak, and she didn't mind, she continued to laugh, "Actually, she was the woman who should have appeared at the auction back then, and the woman you bought was also her..."

Then, the woman he likes is Wen Luo.

Is it true, in fact, he doesn't care what kind of person she is, but she happened to appear in his life at a suitable opportunity, so he felt that he liked her.

In fact, it doesn't really matter to him if it's another person, Wen Luo, or someone else?

She closed her eyes, but there were still sour bubbles coming out of her heart.

She is really in a miserable state right now.

She didn't know what he would do to her, and she didn't even know what she should do.

Su Yan was carried into the car by him, and seeing that she was just sitting still, she leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

"Feng Jue, you are worried that I will tell Ziyi about these things, so he plans to keep imprisoning me?" She looked at his face and asked quietly, "I think the prison is more reliable, because you don't have to worry about me. I will escape, and I have no chance to rack my brains to escape."

Before she could finish her sentence, a hand firmly grasped her chin, "For Gong Ziyi, do you want to leave me so much?"

His voice was cold and filled with boundless cruelty.

Su Yan was fearless, she smiled, and took the initiative to approach him, the distance between the two of them instantly shortened a lot, "Feng Jue, I was the one who was plotted against, I was the one who was arrested, and I am the one who has nothing now." , should be angry and should be questioned, shouldn't I? You are so angry and so angry, what is the reason for?"

She giggled, obviously there was no smile in her eyes, but the smile on her face reached the maximum curvature.

Feng Jue hates her appearance, her smile, her tone of voice, all these make him feel... She is far away from him.

Bullying himself, he easily pressed her on the back of the seat, supported her face with his hand, and kissed her down.

"Su Yan, remember one thing clearly, you are mine." The harsh voice fell into her ears word by word.

She was extremely sober, and he didn't say this to prove how much he liked her or how afraid he was of losing her.

Instead, he would do things that forced her to leave.

She let him kiss her silently, even motionless.

With his hands on the steering wheel and before he stepped on the brakes, Feng Jue's phone in front of him suddenly vibrated. He glanced at the screen, and his expression immediately turned cold.

He reached out and took the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Master Jue," said the phone with a respectful voice, "Boss Yemen has already contacted us. Miss Jian Lan wants me to ask you, how do you plan to reply to him?"

Feng Jue pursed his lips, and said flatly, "Have you found anyone?"

He didn't say his name, but she knew he was talking about Wen Luo, her heart tightened, and she subconsciously clenched the seat belt across her body.

This subtle movement all fell into Feng Jue's eyes.

"I've found it." In this military area, Wen Luo had a chance to escape. It was because the prison guard had a lustful man who wanted to moleste her, so he was seduced and almost escaped.

You can't escape from the prison, you can't escape from the military base.

The man who came in by the backstage had already been killed by Feng Jue without blinking his eyes. He didn't know what kind of relationship that man got in, but if he ruined his business, no one's face would be of any use. He deserved to die. to die.

"Well," Feng Jue said flatly, "I'll talk to him later, look good."

Then the phone was hung up, Su Yan didn't even react, Feng Jue pinched her face even more forcefully, "Are you worried about him?"

He asked, the corners of his eyes and brows were indifferent.

Su Yan closed her eyes, unwilling to answer such a question.

Her evasion deepened the anger in Feng Jue's heart, and the strength in his hand became stronger, forcing her to open her eyes.

"Su Yan, your man is me, not Gong Ziyi, so the one you should worry about is me."

She looked into his eyes blankly, she didn't understand what she meant to him now.

She remembered what Shenmu had said. She said that if one day she blocked his way, he would not be lenient towards her.

She thought that when she was a child, the one who listened to Mo Bai was always right, but when Mo Bai was seriously injured and fell into a coma, Shenmu became the right person.

"Aren't you in a hurry to negotiate?" She asked quietly, "Can you let me meet Wen Luo?"

His eyes narrowed, and the coldness in them became even stronger.

She could see it, "Am I not your woman?" She lowered her eyes, "Or, what do you think I can do, Feng Jue, you know very well that I have nothing."

"Kiss me," he ordered in a low voice.

Su Yan didn't know why he made such a request, but it didn't matter.

She raised her face, took the initiative to climb up to his shoulder, and kissed his thin and beautiful lips.

Her expression was very calm, only her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"Guess, will Wen Luo refuse to be your pawn for the man she loves?"