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

Feng Jue lowered his eyes, looking at the sleeping woman curled up in his arms, tired and peaceful, he lowered his head, and put a kiss on her eyes.

"I only have you, so don't leave." A low murmured voice fell in her ear.

Su Yan frowned subconsciously, and then approached his arms.

Feng Jue's eyes stopped on her hand stretched out of the quilt, the bandage on her wrist hadn't been fully bandaged, after such an intense fight just now, he also remembered that her hand was still injured.

Carefully pulling her away from his arms, he directly crossed over the head of the bed to pick up the medicine on the floor, then got up and sat on the side of the bed, took her hand and helped her reapply the medicine and bandage her.

Su Yan opened her eyes in a daze, without any judgment on the situation in front of her, because she was too tired, her whole body was sore, and she didn't want to move a single finger. The reason why she woke up was because after the injury, the whole body People have become inexplicably sensitive.

Her eyes were only opened a crack, and she vaguely saw that Feng Jue was holding her hand and applying medicine to her seriously, frowning slightly, her eyes were very focused, her heart seemed to soften a little, but it was really I was so sleepy that I quickly fell asleep again.

Feng Jue's method of applying medicine is not much worse than that of the professional Miss Su, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is more skilled than Su Yan.

I have been trained since I was very young. I get up when I am injured. If the injury is more serious, I will apply medicine by myself. It is always horrible at the beginning, but the more you get to the later, the more skilled you become. Basically, you don’t need to see a doctor.

The woman on the bed was already sleeping peacefully, her originally fair face still had the blush that had just faded from lust, she looked pink and tender, and she was more feminine, and the white blown away was scattered on her body, which was different That's how sexy is.

He reached out to help her cover the quilt, then closed the door lightly and walked out.

In the living room downstairs, a cup of fragrant tea was placed on the coffee table, and a middle-aged woman in her 40s was sitting upright on the sofa.

Jian Lan sat beside her, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Jue just frowned slightly, with no expression on his face, "Mom, why are you here?"

She raised her eyebrows, and said lightly, "What's the matter, I raised a little girl at home, and even I, a mother, can't come here."

"That's not what I mean," Feng Jue denied indifferently, and stated a fact, "It's just that you usually don't come here in person for nothing."

"Absolutely," said a gentle but heartless voice, "Do you really want to make me unhappy by leaving that woman here?"

Feng Jue seemed to have expected her to say this a long time ago, with a calm expression and no surprises, "I'm sorry, even if you are unhappy, I will keep her."

Stretching out her hand and picking up the cup on the table, she lowered her head and took a sip gracefully, "I heard that she is Gong Ziyi's woman and Yemen's traitor, is that true?"

The wind never spoke.

"So, what you mean is that even if she really has bad intentions, you still insist on keeping her by your side. Is this the plan?"

The woman couldn't see any displeasure, she always kept a light tone, as if it didn't matter, but anyone who knew her knew that this was already a sign of her being very unhappy.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"If you don't intend to accept my opinion, what's the use of saying sorry?" The tone was indifferent, not angry but powerful.

"Auntie, don't be upset," Jian Lan's gentle voice sounded from one side, "After all, Miss Su is Jue Ye's first woman, and it's normal for him to be so obsessed with it. You need to give Jue Ye some time."

"Really?" There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Je, can I give you time, so you can give me a satisfactory answer?"

"Mom, I've said it before, I won't marry Jian Lan, I don't like her." Feng Jue's voice was always flat and resolute.

It was that kind of calm attitude, but it made it clear that he would not change his mind.

The woman still smiled lightly, "Absolutely, liking and getting married are two different things. What's more, if you don't like it now, it doesn't mean you won't like it in the future. As for you and Su Yan, let's make it clear that I don't accept that woman."

Feng Jue responded in silence, Jian Lan knew that he would never reject his mother explicitly, as for his silence, it already showed his attachment to that woman, and there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

Su Yan, is she really that good?It should be said, what is so good about her?Jian Lan couldn't figure it out, she was such an ordinary woman that she couldn't see any bright spots.

The woman's eyes slid across Feng Jue's calm face, and she smiled slightly, "Okay, I won't force you now, and I didn't come here today for this matter."

"How about Yemen?"

"Gong Ziyi is still in New York," he said in a faint voice, as if he was reporting something, without emotion or any emotion, "What I promised, even if it takes my whole life, I will If you do, you don't have to worry."

The woman squinted her eyes, she was not worried, this man was raised by her from a young age, what kind of character and thoughts he is, she couldn't be more clear, since he said that Yemen is his life's work, then, unless he arrives The day he dies, he won't stop or let go.

"Well," the woman smiled faintly, "Lan'er, how is the injury on your hand recovering?"

Jian Lan lowered her head and forced a smile, "It's okay, I don't feel anything anymore."

Her hand is basically useless. She has a bright future at such a young age, how could she accept it, and now it's just a forced smile.

She knows that what is lost has already been lost, any extra decadence and regret are useless, what she wants is the most important thing, she has always been such a sober woman.

"Did I take good care of you?"

Jian Lan bit her lip and took care of her. All his thoughts were on Su Yan. How could he have the mood to take care of her? He didn't even look at her a few times, although she always knew that Feng Jue didn't see much in his eyes. The shadow of a woman has never put her in the eyes, but she still feels unwilling to live with such indifference even under the same roof.

She thought that he should at least see her existence.

Jian Lan neither admitted nor denied it.

The woman's eyes gradually revealed a look of displeasure, "Jue, didn't I teach you that as a man, the most basic thing is to know how to be responsible? Lan'er's hand was destroyed because of you, even if you have no feelings, you will not Should be indifferent."

Feng Jue didn't even lift his eyelids, and said flatly, "It's the greatest kindness for me to let her live here."