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

"You like him," Hughes looked into her eyes, not allowing her to avoid anything, "Mumu, if you don't like him, how sad it is, looking for me is no different from looking for him. Find me……"

He didn't speak, but Shenmu could hear the meaning in the words. It should be said that Hughes knew that Shenmu could understand, so he didn't continue talking.

Shenmu looked at him, turned his gaze to the side, and smiled softly, still in his usual gentle appearance, "It's late, Hughes, I'm going back to sleep."

Hughes nodded and smiled, "Yes."

"Go to bed early, too. There are so many things in Yemen, and my brother is still so worrying."

Shenmu returned to the bedroom, took off her clothes, took a shower, grabbed a nightgown, crawled into the quilt and fell asleep.

She needs to rest. Recently, she is so tired that she is about to collapse. Go to sleep. She suffers day by day. She always suffers from day to day.

I have to go to prison with Yan Yan tomorrow.

With one last thought in mind, she fell into a deep sleep.

Sleepless all night.

Before opening her eyes, her brows furrowed.

Someone is in her room.

She didn't move.

This is Yemen headquarters, her bedroom, how could someone sneak into her room.

Before she opened her eyes, she pressed over with momentum, her hands clenched into fists under the quilt, and when she opened her eyes, all the prepared movements stopped.

A pair of bloodshot eyes, emerald green pupils, and a handsome face.

She was pressed under her body, to be precise, she was hugged by César.

The familiar breath immediately invaded the tip of her nose.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looked at the man who appeared in front of her in disbelief, and she was a little stunned when she spoke, "You...why are you here?"

Looking at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, she could tell that he rushed over overnight. She touched his face almost distressed, and blurted out, "Have you not slept for a long time?"

Looking so tired, so haggard.

He didn't speak, but smiled, with a temptation to turn all living beings upside down, he lowered his head and rubbed against her neck, "You said you missed me."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of pampering.

He hugged her, rolled over and got off her body, and held her in his arms contentedly, "Mumu, how about we be together?"

He closed his eyes, rubbed his chin against her face, and there was a light stubble on his chin, which was slightly irritating.

She didn't move, letting him hold her.

César was full of little bubbles of happiness. Although he didn't do anything, being able to hold her like this on her bed was already something he dreamed of.

Shenmu turned around and faced him face to face. Her hair was very long and scattered all over the place. The black silk covered the pillow, but he liked it very much. He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"Cesar," she said in a low voice, "Is An Mo's injury healed?"

César frowned, and didn't like her mentioning other people at this time, "It's almost there, what's wrong?"

Shenmu closed her eyes, "I can... be with you..."

Before she could speak, she was kissed passionately by César. He blocked his lips and put his arms around her waist, wishing to embed her body in his own arms.

He had kissed her many times, but this was the first time he had kissed her so hard, so uncontrollably that he wanted to swallow her whole.

This is the bed, the most convenient place for beasts. She has no strength, and the difference in strength is more than one or two points, so she can only let him kiss her, and... In fact, she doesn't really want to refuse.

César really lost control. He originally wanted to kiss her, but she was in his arms, and he could even easily press her under his body. Moreover, her obedience made him feel even worse. All the most beastly factors were provoked.

Shenmu soon realized that she was wearing a nightgown, and there was a complete vacuum inside. As soon as his hand touched it, it immediately felt like a piece of warm and soft jade.

The pretty face was blushing immediately, realizing what he wanted to do, she stretched out her hand to push him, "Cesar, that's enough, don't..."

"Mumu," he said. He had already pulled off the nightgown on her chest, bowed his head and kissed her. As soon as her hand came down, he held her back with his backhand, and then his body pressed up again.

Such a pose...

The situation was almost out of her control in ten seconds, Shenmu bit her lip, and said what she hadn't finished before, "I can be with you, but I can't let anyone... know."

César's movements stopped immediately, and his hot green eyes instantly cooled down. He looked at the girl under him.

He loved the girl for who knows how many years.

Shenmu looked at his cold and calm eyes - he had never looked at her like this before.

She stood up and hugged him in panic, and murmured, "Don't be angry, okay?"

She hugged him tightly, as if she would lose him if she loosened her strength.

"You hug me so hard," César said lightly, with self-mockery in his eyes, "it makes me feel like you love me so much."

She looked at him, still holding him, the nightgown slipped from her shoulders, the beautiful shoulders were so charming, she didn't seem to notice half of it, she just kissed him actively, and said timidly while kissing, "Cesar... don't be angry, I... have my reasons."

Her appearance looked a little pitiful, she was always gentle but calm in front of him, as if she didn't care much about what he said or did, at least, she didn't seem to care.

But now, she seemed to care about him very much.

"Gong Shenmu," he stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and approached her face, "In your eyes, my feelings are so cheap?"

"Do you think that if I love you so much, if I ask you to wave, I will immediately put down the things in my hand and come to you?" The sarcasm and self-deprecation in his eyes became more profound, "It's like It's the same now, you only need to say a word, even if I haven't rested for more than a week, if you say I miss you, I will immediately appear in front of your eyes."

He lowered his head and smiled, and let go, "It seems to be the case," at least, even if he was irritated, even if he couldn't understand what her so-called difficulties were at all.

He also couldn't say it freely, he didn't want to steal love, how could he be someone else's secret lover because he is the mafia godfather?

What kind of woman would he not get?But she is the only one who can't ask for it, and must.

Shenmu's hand hung down feebly, she moved her lips, and said with a faint smile, "Sorry, you pretend I didn't say that..."