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

In the end, Shenmu still didn't hold back him, allowing him to carry her downstairs and put her on a chair.

Breakfast is ready. In order to take care of her taste, I specially cooked a very light white porridge. Although it is made with very simple ingredients, it still has a faint fragrance.

César still sat down beside her, his dark green eyes focused on her face, and said in a low voice, "Drink this bowl, bear it and pass."

Shenmu only twitched her brows, then quietly picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and fed it into her own mouth.

Even if she doesn't look at it, she still feels that the man around her is more nervous than her.

frown.

"What's the matter?" Even the slightest expression fell into his eyes, and when he saw her frown, he immediately became slightly nervous.

Although she knew that there was something wrong with her sense of taste, and that she would only find it unbearably unpalatable if she ate it, she couldn't help asking this nonsense.

The fragrance is soft and moist, and the taste is very good. Even a bowl of white porridge can be cooked deliciously by the chef.

Her sense of taste... returned.

"Well," she said softly, and turned to look at him, "I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, there were no unnecessary words or expressions, so he continued to drink porridge with his head down.

never mind? !

César was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly, and stretched out his hands to hold her face, "Mumu, you mean you're fine, is your sense of taste okay?"

So fast?Even just for one day?

Is this a system convulsion?She didn't even take medicine or do anything?How could the sense of taste suddenly go out of order and then come back?

She looked at his handsome face full of smiles and joy, before speaking for a while, "Yes, I can eat now."

"But why?" He said immediately, "I'll take you to the hospital for an examination after breakfast, otherwise it will happen again at any time next time. You are already in poor health, and you must not be able to eat every now and then."

Why, she probably knew without thinking about it.

Mostly because of last night.

For her current body, he is her medicine, whether it is a temporary cure or a permanent cure, it has something to do with him.

The next time it happens again, she closes her eyes, and if she does it again, she will be fine.

Having come to this conclusion, the food in her mouth has become indifferent, and she just mechanically forced herself to keep eating.

César kept staring at her with flickering eyes. The woman who was close at hand wore a white skirt with only a thin strap on her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair skin.

Fortunately, her hair is very long, scattered on her shoulders to cover a lot of area, her white jade-like arms are exposed in the air, she is drinking porridge quietly with her head down.

She was within reach, but she looked thin and distant, unable to get close.

He thought of the bad-tempered Shenmu last night, willful and wanton, but so vivid.

"Look at me, can you be full?" If she remembered correctly, he didn't eat for almost the whole day yesterday.

Now staring at her early in the morning, he doesn't need to eat?

César pulled out a silent smile, and quickly lowered his head to drink the porridge. He had told the servant that his breakfast would be the same as hers in the future. He would eat whatever she ate, and there was no need to prepare two portions.

After drinking it quickly, she handed the milk in front of her. Shenmu didn't say anything, but took a look at him, took it and obediently drank it.

"Let's go out and play, shall we?" Staying in the castle all day, not reading books but drawing pictures, and not talking to people, he was very worried that if this continued, she would suffer from depression.

Shenmu sat quietly, and frowned again when she heard this, "You don't need to work?" To spend so much time with her?

César looked into her eyes and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing serious, there are grays and blues, Mobai will take over in a few days."

Shenmu's eyes widened, and after a while he said, "To accompany me?"

Cecil didn't speak.

"You don't need to be like this, I don't need anyone to accompany you." Besides, she didn't like that he was always by her side, in her plan and heart, these days, without his presence, "Cesar, you are busy with your work I'm fine on my own."

She is at ease alone, where is she?

César stretched out his hand, slowly supported her hair, and said with a faint smile, "Mumu, I'll accompany you."

Gentle and strong, he will accompany her whether she wants it or not.

"I don't want to go out." She was expressionless and indifferent.

César stood up from the chair, drank half a glass of water, and clasped her wrist with his fingers, "The car should be ready, you can choose the location, you can do whatever you want, but you can't be at home."

Even though she used to be quiet, she never liked staying at home very much, and she doesn't really like it now, she just finds it boring, so she doesn't want to go anywhere.

It's just an expression of world-weariness, and he has no interest in anything. How can his Mumu be okay.

"You forced me?" Her face quickly turned cold.

César nodded meaninglessly, "If you have to think so, you can understand it this way."

"What if I don't go?" She stared at him coldly.

"You know, I always have a way."

After finishing speaking, he pulled her up from the chair, then spontaneously put his arms around her waist, and walked outside.

"Cesar, don't go too far." Shenmu glared at him, this man would make her angry at every turn?She said she didn't want to go, didn't he understand?He doesn't know what respect is?

Regarding her accusation, he simply chose to ignore it, and even lowered his head to plant a kiss on her cheek, and even asked with a smile, "Do you want to slap me a few more times?"

Shenmu's face was flushed with anger, and she took it back when she was about to make a move.

Hit him, what's the use of beating him?If you slap him more than ten times, he won't care.

César looked at her bright red face, his heart throbbed, and he couldn't help stealing another kiss on her lips quickly.

This time Shenmu couldn't take it anymore, he slapped him, and there was another crisp sound, he didn't dodge or dodge, he was slapped hard.

"It's up to you to beat or scold, but don't be angry, eh?"

He put his arms around her waist, and she knew very well that she was not that angry, at least, not as disgusted and indifferent as she looked.

She was just used to it, or thought it was the best gesture to face him.

How could she not know that this man had never been so humble in front of anyone in his life, and he also knew that it was for her good that he went out with her with his hands wrapped like rice dumplings.

She didn't want to make trouble, really didn't want to.

However, emotions are uncontrollable, and even more and more uncontrollable.

In the morning she... took painkillers.

Out of a sudden emotional outburst, she suddenly pushed her with her hands, freeing herself from his embrace, and stepped back a few steps, with a colder look on her face.

"I will come back here just because of Mo Bai's words, I can come or leave." Her eyes were cold, "Don't force me to leave, I can leave at any time."

A few touches of sadness passed over the handsome face, neither deep nor shallow, without particularly obvious traces, but it seemed to add a little bit of desolation.

Her attitude suddenly became extremely tough, César looked at her face, a little absent-minded, but remained calm.

"I won't let you leave." His posture was also calm, "Mumu, I won't let you leave me again."

They have missed the past time, and they can't get it back. Maybe they had a bright future, but he ruined it with his own hands.

However, in these only two years, he will not give up no matter what.

She knows him so well, how could she not understand the cruelty and madness in his eyes.

Turning around without hesitation, she walked back, "I don't want to go out today, César, since he claims to be my husband, the way a man treats his woman should be coaxing, not forcing, if you use force against me, I will send people from Yemen over.”

At that time, he will even improve her body.

Maybe, she could have done this all along, but never thought about it.

"By the way," she stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the man standing there, "I want An Mo, is that okay?"

César narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "What do you want her to do?"

"This is my business," she smiled, "she is your servant now..."

"You asked me to stay." He interrupted her, stating a fact.

"Oh, yes," she nodded, "then if I want to do something to her, you shouldn't interfere, right?" After all, they have a close relationship.

However, if he wanted to intervene, she would not stop.

If she doesn't do something, Mo Bai will do it himself, so why bother, it's all her own business.

César felt a sense of powerlessness from the depths, and there seemed to be a gap between them.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't enter her world, and she consistently excluded him from her world.

………………

Shenmu looked at the woman standing straight in front of her, with a smile on her lips, but it was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Originally, I wanted to change to Yemen. Although this is Rome, Yemen is scattered all over the world. But think about it, don’t worry about it. No matter what her relationship with César is, she has to fulfill her wife’s obligations, so drive There is nothing unreasonable about the rights of the hostess.

However, she still transferred more than a dozen people from Yemen.

"What did you bring me here for?"

What An Mo said here refers to the prison of the Mafia. Of course, it is not as deep as the ninth floor prison, it is just an ordinary interrogation room.

Shenmu smiled lightly, "Don't you think that if I do everything to you these days, it means I don't care about anything?"

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