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

Seeing Weiyi's car go away, Mu Liuli turned around, inserted her fingers into her long hair, with a charming smile on her face, "Have you seen enough of the show? If it's enough, come out, otherwise I will Got to go."

In the blink of an eye, a tall and handsome man appeared in her sight, his voice was extremely cold, "Why did you appear here?"

Mu Liuli pouted, as if she was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and smiled coquettishly, "It's said that a one-night couple is a hundred-day kindness, so why do you see me like an enemy every time?"

The man opposite her had a straight and slender figure, with an undisguised dark aura all over his body, which was pure darkness and colder than her.

The dark green eyes flashed with a chilling warning, and the handsome face was full of demons and evil spirits that were completely different from usual.

"Shut up," César said without the slightest expression on his face, only a deep coldness, "I said, don't appear in a city with me."

Mu Liuli looked at his unkind and hurtful attitude, and complained coquettishly, "Mr. Godfather, didn't I accidentally sleep with you? Don't even think about it. If it wasn't for my promise, you would have been lustful for a long time. Burned to death, it’s fine if you don’t thank me, but you still have an expression of wanting to kill me every time, it’s too much.”

"I'll ask you again, why did you appear here?" César seemed to have no patience with her, frowned, and said coldly again.

Mu Liuli squinted her eyes and snorted twice, "Every time you treat me badly, be careful I'll go find your little painter and tell her..."

"If you miss, try it." César raised the corners of his lips and said lukewarmly, his eyes told her very clearly that if she dared to do this, he would definitely kill her.

Mu Liuli looked sad, blinked her eyes, and explained slowly and methodically, "I was ordered to solve Yemen's problems? How can I say that I am from Yemen, are you defending against me the same as guarding against something?"

"What are you looking for with Weil?" César frowned. This woman is elusive and never plays cards according to common sense.

She was the existence he hated the most, but she couldn't move.

Mu Liuli rolled Shui Lingling's eyes, "Do you want to know? That's good, Lord Godfather give me a kiss, and I'll tell you everything right away, how about it?"

As she said that, she really walked up to him in a few steps, and brought her lips closer together. The thin red lips flashed with a seductive luster, and a cold look flashed in César's dark green eyes. The speed struck.

He is fast, and Mu Liuli's speed will not slow down too much. To be precise, they have fought countless times, and tricks like this will be performed almost every time.

With a deft turn, she easily dodged his attack, and then took several steps back.

"I didn't even ask you why I was here, you just appeared here," she smiled enchantingly, her eyes brightened, "Shouldn't you be with my noble second lady? Or, Actually, you miss me too?"

César snorted coldly, "Mu Liuli, hasn't anyone told you that women should be more reserved?"

Mu Liuli was hurt again, "Don't you just like Gongshenmu so you can see her pleasing to the eye, and you don't like me so you can't see me pleasing to the eye?"

She looked very disdainful, "What's so good about her? I like you so much? I'm so capable? Did you poke your eyes?"

The man's eyes darkened a bit again, "If you say no to her again, I will cripple your hand now."

Mu Liuli waved her hand, "I don't allow others to tell me, is that little painter of yours such a glassy heart? You like it so much, why don't you pester her at night and come to me? Could it be that you are lonely with her?" Empty, so come to me for comfort?"

César looked at her masked face and said with a mocking smile, "Like me? You don't dare to show your face. You are so brave to say this. I don't like women who are too ugly. They are too strong. I don't like a woman with blood on her face either."

The face with the mask didn't seem to have changed at all, her eyes still had a moist smile, she curled the corners of her lips, and said in a cool and lazy voice, "I want to know, if Gong Shenmu is not like this now , if she had been trained like Mobai Wenlk since she was born, would you also—do you like her as much as you do now?"

César didn't even think about it, and said lightly, "I never think about hypotheses that don't exist."

"That's it," Mu Liuli smiled softly, "You didn't answer me decisively. Even if she turned into a strong woman with blood on her hands, you still like her as much as you do now, so you don't actually like her that much."

César narrowed his eyes, and instinctively wanted to refute her. Mu Liuli seemed to have guessed what he was going to say, and said in a casual but resolute tone, "Look, I can tell you categorically, even if you are not Mafia godfather, even if you are not a powerful, handsome and rich man now, I still love you very much."

**************************************************

Su Yan had the obvious feeling that Feng absolutely didn't like Jian Lan living in his villa with that rough but caring servant.

Of course, rather than saying that he didn't like it, it might be closer to the fact that he wasn't used to it. He never liked having too many people in his house.

But he remained silent all the time, his brows were furrowed, even when he was eating, he seemed to be talking.

He even exudes a feeling that he is very unhappy, this is the first time Su Yan has seen such a feeling, her impression of Feng Jue has always remained unscrupulous and arrogant.

She couldn't imagine why he was so depressed.

Love is not always so easy to pass. Seeing him like this, she still has a slight sour feeling in her heart.

"Master Jue," Feng Jue put down his chopsticks, and Jian Lan said softly, "You look tired, may I make you a cup of tea?"

"No need," Feng Jue said flatly, and then got up, "Your hand is not healed yet, so you should rest well, and you don't need to do anything."

"Master Jue," Jian Lan said timidly, "I need to change my hands today, can you accompany me?"

There was cowardice in that voice, as well as the shyness and expectation of a girl.

Su Yan frowned subconsciously, still eating in silence.

She almost subconsciously thought that Feng would refuse, but she didn't expect that he would just be silent for a while, and then said yes lightly.

Su Yan put down her chopsticks very calmly, um, this cooking is really not as delicious as her cooking, she thinks she can't eat it anymore.

So he took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, then stood up, without saying anything, and walked straight upstairs.

Isn't it just a hand injury?Her hand was also injured.

Isn't it just a change of medicine?As for needing a man to accompany him?

She went upstairs by herself, out of sight and out of sight, a group of annoying people, she closed her eyes, when can she get rid of this kind of life?she does not know.

There is a small table on the balcony. She has always liked it. She was planning to find a book to read, but just as she got the book in her hand, she happened to see the black Spyder slowly driving out of the gate of the villa. She could faintly See the woman inside who is smiling.

Su Yan suddenly felt that she couldn't read the book anymore, she bit her lip, looked at the sky which was actually still bright, and decided to wash up and sleep.

Not having a hand is always inconvenient, it's okay, anyway, she has time, so she can take her time.

So she actually found a loose nightgown and put it in, then closed the door, and carefully peeled off her clothes.

There was a large mirror in the bathroom, and she looked at her bare body, wrists wrapped in white bandages, and the conspicuous black tattoo on her chest.

She can't take a bath, so she can only wipe it off slowly, because her hands and chest are not allowed to touch water, so this process is extremely difficult for Su Yan. She needs to wash the towel, and then ask for another Hand wring dry.

Her left hand is weak, so it took her a lot of time.

It took basically two hours before she barely dried her body and went out in a bathrobe. She found the medicine from the bedside cabinet—it was specially prepared by her later.

The bandage had been removed at the end, and she wiped the surrounding areas carefully. Su Yan simply sat down on the ground, put all the ointment on the ground, lowered her head, slowly applied the medicine to herself, and tied the bandage .

Halfway through the tying, she accidentally touched her wound with her hand, and a piercing pain came through immediately. She was caught off guard, and burst into tears.

People's emotions are so strange, she has always been indifferent, the distance between her and Feng Jue, and Jian Lan's provocation in the open and in the dark, she is very calm and careless, as if she really doesn't care about anything .

But now, she just accidentally touched her own wound, and all her grievances flowed out like a broken hourglass.

She could even hear that sound flowing through her body.

She wanted to reach out her hand to stop her tears, but they flowed more and more. It felt like this again. When someone was hurt, she took care of herself. No one spoke, no one cared. She couldn't even see any hope, nor Don't know what to do?

There are still some, or, there are many, subtle, cryptic, some words that she is unwilling to say, like ants gnawing at her heart, and then everywhere are thin, unbearable. Neglected pain.

The medicine in her hand fell to the ground, and her hands also fell weakly. She could only hug her knees, curled up on the soft and thick carpet and cried loudly.

She supported her face with her left hand, and buried her face in her knees on the other side, trying her best to control her trembling and crying.

The door was opened suddenly, before Su Yan could react, she saw a man's tall voice walking towards her through her teary eyes, "Su Yan, you stupid woman, what are you doing here?"