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

In the beginning he could only see her, she was doing her own thing, then she slowly began to participate in his life, and then she would talk to him, and he could hear her voice.

Now he can't be in a hurry, wait for a while, wait for a while, he can hug her.

"Mumu," he didn't dare to touch her body, but he still couldn't help but want to get close to her, even if it was just a little closer.

Slowly touching her hair with her fingers, she murmured, "Mumu, don't just disappear like this, stay with me a little longer, I miss you very much."

He misses her very much, thinking about her every minute and every second, so that he feels that he will go crazy at any time.

No, he is actually crazy now, he just looks sober.

But it doesn't matter, he only needs to look sober, and he can soberly solve the things that the world needs him to solve.

And the only thing he can need is to see her when he is not awake.

He couldn't bear to live without her.

"Mumu," she doesn't talk often, usually he says she listens, this looks different from their previous way of getting along, although she was not a talkative girl before, but when they were together, most of the time they talked It was she who was talking and he was listening.

"Why don't you talk? I want to hear your voice, can you talk to me?" The moment his fingertips touched her, his heart was raised very high. When he was alone, his heart didn't even move.

But at this moment, he was extremely nervous, afraid that she would disappear.

Even if she disappears this time, she will still appear in front of him next time, but even if it is only a few minutes, he greedily wants her to stay with him longer, longer...

Shenmu in front of him curled her lips, her smile was very gentle and beautiful, he was in a trance, and her smile in the previous years appeared in his mind, it was always so reluctant, and it was rare that she would smile sincerely and happily, Even, sometimes, it is silent sadness and desolation.

Yinmei said that she loves him, and all the facts are telling him that she loves him very much.

He asked Han Li, and he was silent for a while before he patted him on the shoulder. There was a pity in his eyes that he had never endured before. He didn't know whether Han Li was pitying Mumu or pitying him at that time. It looks too sparse.

In fact, she has long known that her blood is special. In order to prevent her parents from worrying about looking for him secretly, Han Li deliberately studied it. In addition, Mo Bai had an accident at the time, so she knows what is going on with her body.

In the whole world, he is probably the only one who doesn't know that she loves him.

"Give me another chance, okay?" He didn't know how other people felt when they said this, whether it was hope or desire, but he knew that no one would be more desperate than him.

Not to mention that he can only beg for a chance in front of his illusion, even if Mumu really stood in front of him, he might not want him again.

Shenmu in front of him blinked, "What's wrong with you? You look so sad."

He didn't dare to touch her body, he could only touch her hair, but her hand stretched out, her beautiful face was full of distress, "Why have you lost so much weight?"

Gentle fingers touched his face, and she also got tired, as if to study him better, she said seriously, "There are bloodshot eyes, you are very tired, why don't you rest?" Then hand Walking down, he touched the green scum protruding from his chin, and asked curiously, "Why don't you even shave your beard? Are you lazy when I'm not here?"

The moment her hand touched him, his whole body was tense, he even stopped breathing, his eyes were motionless looking at the woman in front of him, her face close at hand, her breath, her body smile.

The desire in his body was like a wild beast out of control, and it came out all at once, attacking all the nerves in his body.

"Yes," his voice was already bad at first, but now it's even hoarse when he stops, he locked his eyes on her face, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to do anything when you're not here, so Mumu, come back Come to me, okay?"

Shenmu in front of him frowned slightly, as if she was thinking seriously about something, when she was about to speak, the door was suddenly pushed open...

A head poked out from the door, and said weakly, "Godfather..."

The person in front of him suddenly disintegrated into quicksand, and disappeared before his eyes in an instant.

Even the warmth from touching the skin with her fingers disappeared completely, Caesar suddenly became furious, grabbed something at hand at any time, and smashed it in the direction of the sound of the door, with so much strength that he didn't stay behind. Yu Li was so angry that he wanted to blow the person who suddenly appeared to pieces.

"Get out of here!" He was furious, his eyes glowing green.

It was a senior bodyguard who pushed the door and came in. He had actually knocked on the door for several minutes, but he didn't hear any response from inside, and the situation was really special, so he had to open the door without authorization.

César picked up a cup and threw it at him. Fortunately, the bodyguard of the Mafia was not an idler, so he dodged it preconditionally. He looked at the face of the godfather as if he was about to kill someone, and then glanced at the broken quilt on the ground. debris.

He was a little nervous but still quickly reported, "Godfather, your father is here and wants to see you."

Whoever got on Lucifer was standing beside him, so he had no choice but to open the door and go in. The servants said that the godfather was in the study.

Before Cesare could speak, Lucifer couldn't hold back and pushed all the doors open vigorously, then lifted his foot and walked in.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes and looked at the man sitting behind the desk, "You are so angry at night, what's wrong with you?"

César's face became even uglier. If it wasn't for them, how could Mumu have disappeared just now?

He looked at his father with displeasure, and said indifferently, "What are you doing here at such a late night?"

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, "You don't seem to welcome me?"

César made no secrets, "I just don't welcome you, so if you have something to say, just finish talking and get out."

"I heard you're sick, go see a doctor." He wouldn't be so considerate and take care of things like his special psychological condition that might not be able to bear the stimulation.

"No need." With the two-character mantra, César blocked it expressionlessly, "I'm normal."

Besides that he could see her, hear her voice and even touch his skin, what else was wrong with him?

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