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

Shenmu silently moved to the side of the bed, and held his hand without saying a word. Apart from the blood and wounds, there were many small glass shards on it.

She observed carefully, and he let her hold his hand without saying a word, but his gaze was extremely persuasive.

She watched for about a minute, put her hands down, and then got out of bed again.

"Don't come down." César shouted coldly when he saw her movement.

Shenmu looked up at him, "The ground is very clean, there are no debris, and I will find shoes to wear."

"No." Two words, there is no room for discussion at all.

Shenmu pursed her lips, and said after a while, "Okay, there's a medicine box in the closet over there, go get it."

César didn't move at first, but kept looking at her steadily, and turned around to get the medicine box after a few minutes.

Shenmu took it and put it beside the bed. Although she is not a doctor and has never studied nursing, she is very skilled in this kind of trauma dressing. The reason is very simple, because she also suffered many major and minor injuries during the training.

As the saying goes, a long illness makes a doctor, and if there are many injuries, he will naturally be very good at bandaging.

She took his hand and sat aside. He didn't speak, but he didn't refuse either, and let her play with it.

Shenmu took out the tweezers first, and took out the shards of glass embedded in his skin. Her movements were very careful and patient.

After doing this, he disinfected, applied medicine, and wrapped his wound with white bandages.

"Thank you," she said softly with her face up after finishing everything.

César looked at her somewhat absent-minded, but soon sneered again, "I thought what you were going to say was that I hate you."

Ridiculous, more self-deprecating.

Shenmu smiled indifferently, "I thank you for saving me, it doesn't conflict with my hatred for you forcibly occupying me last night, does it?"

I really hate it, but I can't really say it, at least, maybe after what happened just now, she didn't feel that strongly.

"Why self-harm?" He bent down, habitually trapped her in his arms, his eyes were aggressive, and his attitude was even more aggressive, "If I don't come, if I don't see, are you going to destroy your own?" foot."

It was such an intimate and ambiguous posture again, Shenmu frowned, and looked up at him, "Those glass didn't destroy your hand, even if I stepped on it, it wouldn't destroy my foot, so it doesn't constitute self-harm, really. If you want to self-mutilate, I will use a gun directly, and I am more used to it."

César gritted his teeth, "Gong, Shen, Mu."

"I didn't intend to harm myself, I was just careless just now, there won't be a next time." She looked into his eyes and explained calmly.

She really wouldn't do something like self-harm.

Hearing her words, César's face softened a little, but it was still not very good-looking, and he felt terrified just thinking about that scene.

He put his arms around her waist, and said in a low voice with a little fragility, "Mumu, I was very scared just now."

He was afraid that she would be hurt, and even more afraid that she would hate him to the point where she would rather kill herself.

if so……

She was hugged by him, without speaking or struggling, she just quietly maintained her original posture.

"Is it okay to eat?" He hugged her and asked in a low voice, "I didn't eat anything yesterday, so don't be willful today, huh?"

Last night, apart from really wanting to teach her a lesson, he didn't stop after she promised to eat... Indeed, he was too impulsive, and because he hadn't touched her for a long time, his body was so hungry and thirsty that he was about to explode. There are not many times and opportunities for love between them.

So tossing and turning, tossing and tossing until it was almost dawn before giving up.

In fact, I was very scared. When I woke up, I saw her cold and disgusting eyes,

"it is good."

With a simple word, his brows were filled with joy immediately, and he even couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her face, but she didn't avoid him, nor hit him.

She gently broke free from his embrace, and was about to get out of bed to wash her hands, but she couldn't get off her feet, so she fell to the side.

Fortunately, César was watching her all the time, and quickly put his arms around her waist.

She was originally wearing a nightdress, with a large area of ​​skin exposed, and a large area of ​​hickey marks all over it. All the servants saw it just now, but no one dared to stare at her.

Her whole body was sore, and most of her attraction had been drawn away by his injured hand just now, and it was only then that she realized again that she was really tortured last night.

César coughed lightly, and naturally thought of the reason, "I hug you?"

"Bring my clothes." The clothes she wore yesterday were gone, probably taken by him to wash.

"Okay." César stood up and took two pieces of clothes out of the cabinet, and handed them to her, but he stood still and didn't intend to go away.

Shenmu frowned, "Go out, I'll go down when I'm done."

César just glanced at her, didn't say anything, turned and closed the door.

She put on her clothes with some difficulty, and then went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.

After tidying up a bit, he opened the bedroom door, and saw the man standing outside guarding at a glance, his gaze fell straight and accurately on her.

"Can you walk? Do you want me to hold you?" He stared down at her.

It's hugging again, she is not disabled, so where does she need to be hugged up and down?

He glanced sideways at his hand coolly, and said lightly, "You have lost one hand, can you still hug me?"

As he said that, he walked to the front by himself, not sure if he would be angry with her, or if his face was ugly, but he felt a little happy.

"I can't hold you?" Men can never stand provocation, and I can't stand provocation from my own woman the most.

So there is no doubt that she was picked up horizontally and lifted off the ground within a few steps.

She was startled, "Let me down, are you really not afraid that your hands will be abolished?"

It's all hurt like this, what kind of energy is he fighting for?

César was displeased, with a dark face, "It will be crippled at any time, you wish my hand would be crippled?"

Regardless of her moving back and forth in his arms, he just walked downstairs.

Shenmu sighed, she was not so conscientious yet, this hand was injured because of her, and she was still used to hold her.

No matter how thin she is recently, the weight of an adult is not light.

"Let me down, I can go by myself, if you still hold me with hands like rice dumplings, everyone in your family will think I have a heart of snakes and scorpions."

César snorted, "How do they think you care?"

She never cared about those things, he knew.

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Hey, hey, the recent state is really bad, Nima, my red envelope is delayed, I'm sorry, woo woo

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