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

Yin Mei nodded and wanted to refuse. The identity he is playing now should be affectionately guarding Gong Shenmu's side, but some thought passed through his mind, he nodded and agreed with a very sincere expression, "Ma'am, Mu Muxing Please notify me immediately."

Shu'er smiled slightly, "Naturally,"

Yin Mei politely exited the bedroom, and before leaving, she did not forget to take an affectionate glance at Shen Mu on the bed.

Shu'er looked at Yin Mei's back calmly, the feeling this man gave her... was impeccable, so perfect that it was unreal.

How did Mumu get involved with him?

Yin Mei exited Shenmu's bedroom, his eyes turned around in the corridor, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and he seemed to be standing casually and carelessly.

This is the second floor. If he guessed correctly, Hughes' bedroom is also on this floor, so...

He raised his feet, his eyes fell on the right side of the deepest part of the second floor, and then walked straight over.

It was a very beautiful door, and it was obvious at a glance that it was specially selected. He stretched out his hand, and with a light force, the door was pushed open without being locked.

Is it because no one lives there?

As soon as he walked in, he knew that he had guessed right. The simple and indifferent decoration style, the luxurious purple on the bed, the color was very dark, and the eyes were narrowed into a long and narrow look. He could imagine the woman's white and seductive body lying on it. appearance.

Playful and charming, a pair of dark blue eyes can drip water.

There are two sets of photo frames beside the bed, one is a single photo and the other is a group photo.

The woman in the single photo is wearing a red chiffon, with long brown hair flowing down, bright and charming, she is very beautiful, even very aggressive beauty.

Covering the beautiful face in the photo with your fingers, sliding your fingertips over her face little by little, the smile stopped on her face, instantly becoming eternal.

Such a smile... There were complex lights shining in the dark eyes, infatuated and cruel, the smile climbed up his thin lips, but there was a strange satisfaction in the coldness.

He picked up the photo, lowered his head, his lips were printed on the eyes of the photo, and the cold touch passed through his nerve endings.

His eardrums moved, and he put the photo down.

Hughes appeared at the door, and he glanced at the photo in Yinmei's hand, which he put down unhurriedly, "This is my sister's room."

There was nothing unusual on Yin Mei's face, "Really? I'm sorry I went wrong."

"You know my sister?" Hughes asked with narrowed eyes.

What are you doing with other people's photos?Don't you have the most basic manners?

Yin Mei had already walked towards the door, "Your sister is very beautiful." After a pause, he said with a faint smile, "Everyone in your family looks very good."

However, it seems that the woman in the photo is the most beautiful.

Hughes raised his eyebrows, glanced at the woman in the photo, and said calmly, "Speaking of which, my sister debuted in the same era as you, don't you know her?"

It was also popular in the underworld six or seven years ago, and then disappeared in a year or two. However, her sister is on the European side, and Yinmei has always been in North America. Although she may have heard of the other party's name, she may not have had time. fight.

Otherwise, with their original identities, there will be a day when they will fight against each other.

Yin Mei still had a casual attitude, "I haven't heard of the famous next-generation godfather of the mafia, but it's a pity...she disappeared before she took over."

Missing the word, Hughes felt that Yinmei must have used it euphemistically.

Most people thought that Mo Bai was dead.

When Yin Mei came out, Hughes closed the door and led him to the door of another room, "This is the guest room, you should take a rest first."

Yin Mei had no objection, but said lightly when Hughes turned around, "If César refuses to give Shenmu a blood transfusion, she will fall into a coma all the time. This is my conclusion... You must know, my ability , no smaller than Han Li's."

After saying this, he entered the room and closed the door.

Hughes lowered his eyes, walked forward quickly, went downstairs, found a quiet place in the garden, took out his mobile phone and called César, "Where are you?"

It took a long time for the phone to ring, and Hughes even suspected that César didn't want to answer his call at all, with a lazy voice, no other emotions could be heard, "Hotel."

These two words made Hughes frowned, "Mumu hasn't woken up yet."

"I know," three words calmly.

Hughes frowned deeper, and he said slowly, "Yin Mei said that if you don't give Mumu a blood transfusion, she won't wake up."

César sneered, "You'll believe it when he says it. Where have you heard of that strange disease? What is my relationship with her? It's not my turn to give her a blood transfusion if she has any disease."

That being said, even if Mumu really needs a blood transfusion, it should be Ziyi, who is Mumu's cousin, and it won't be César's turn no matter what.

He doesn't believe it, it's normal.

But, "Mumu is unconscious, so you don't worry about her at all?"

César paused on the phone, and then said calmly, "When Han Li has a result, you will naturally tell me."

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, if Gong Shenmu wanted him to know, he wouldn't have known it by now.

Oh, he is really tired, for her.

She was stingy with giving him the position of concern, why did he rush over to humiliate himself?

Hughes was silent for a while before sighing softly, "You hate her."

Instead of questions, he used declarative sentences.

César laughed without thinking, "At the beginning I cared about her, and you told me not to love her so much, but now I don't care about her, and you think I hate her again, so I really want to slap you."

Hughes paused for a moment, he didn't know what was wrong, but he said in a dull voice, "I just see how pitiful she is now, and I feel sorry for my sister."

Pitiful? !

When did the word pity come to Gong Shenmu?

He immediately sneered, "If she is called pitiful, then can I die?"

Hughes was so blocked by him that he couldn't speak, he sighed secretly in his heart, the hatred in César's heart was far deeper than he seemed.

Otherwise, with his past feelings for Shenmu, he couldn't drive him away, so how could he... be by another woman's side now.

Hughes felt more and more headaches, these things, he clearly felt that Mumu liked César, could it be that his feelings were really wrong? !

He has always been very confident in his eyes!

So without thinking about it, she rushed out, "Hey, if Mumu really wants to let you live because she has some incurable disease and doesn't want to be with you..."

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