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

Today's servant seems to have left a bit early, although not much earlier, Shenmu looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, put his hands on the door of the refrigerator, what are we going to eat today?

In fact, she doesn't really know how to cook a lot of meals. The ingredients in the refrigerator come in different ways every day. She wonders, some of which she doesn't know how to cook. Has César learned all of them?

There was a different smell in the air, and Shenmu's nerves slowed down for several seconds before she could react. The hand she was about to reach in to pick up the vegetables froze in vain, her long hair was still hanging down like this, and she slowly withdrew herself His hands were hanging on the sides of his body.

One more breath.

She raised her eyes, and finally closed her eyes. She didn't move, and she didn't look back.

The body was hugged into the arms in vain, the familiar forceful arms.Hold her tightly.

It was very hard, very hard, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood, and if you discern carefully, you could still feel the very slight trembling coming from his body.

"Mumu," said a hoarse voice, with a deep sigh in his breath, he buried his face in her neck and rubbed it lightly, feeling the warmth of her skin.

One hand was raised, long fingers passed through her hair, and slowly moved her face over. Every movement was gentle and careful, but with an undeniable strength.

The delicate and distinct facial features fell into his eyes, César stared down at her face, with an arm around her waist, behind her was the refrigerator, she was trapped in this small pattern.

Shenmu's lips moved.I wanted to say something, but in the end I couldn't say anything.

Her appearance was embarrassing.

She looked up and looked behind him, but luckily no one was there.

She wore a man's black shirt all over her body. Although it was long enough to barely cover her knees, because there was no one in the manor during this time, she didn't even button the shirt fully.

The top three buttons are all loose, and you can vaguely see the scenery under the collarbone.

This body looks extremely sexy and seductive.

He didn't speak, but looked at her deeply, no one could understand his mood, day and night he thought about what it would be like to have a crazy person appear in front of him.

He only worried that she would disappear if he blinked his eyes.

She was almost scalded by his scorching gaze, she didn't dare to look at him for no reason, and she didn't know where to put her eyes.

It looked like she was a little helpless.

César pursed his lips, suddenly raised his other hand, put his arms around her waist and knees, and hugged her horizontally.

Shenmu was startled, not knowing what he was going to do, but she just frowned slightly and didn't speak.

César put her on the sofa, propping her arms on both sides of her body, in a silent but obvious restraint gesture.

The man looked down at her condescendingly, his voice was low and hoarse, and he looked straight into her eyes, "Why did you lie to me?"

Since he is alive and well, why torture him like this?

He hooked his lips, his smile was bitter and self-deprecating, and his hoarse voice didn't even look like his, "Mumu, you tortured me and watched me suffer, does it give you a sense of accomplishment?"

Her eyes widened a little, the light moved, and she shook her head hastily, "No, I haven't thought about it that way..."

Torturing him, maybe she once had such a thought when she hated and hurt the most, but it was just an occasional thought, and she would not really be willing to do it.

But now...

All the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar in her heart were overturned, and things became like this, what should she do?

Looking at the man above her and looking down at her, a pair of dark green eyes were penetratingly dark, staring closely at her face, like countless feathers brushing against the tip of her heart.

Shenmu said softly, "Cesar, I'm sorry."

Apart from being sorry, she couldn't say anything else, or rather, she didn't know what else she could say.

She lied to the whole world that she died, she lied to him that she died, even though she knew he was so lonely and so painful.

Even though they lived under the same roof, she didn't even have the slightest thought of appearing in front of him.

César leaned over and lowered his head, and slowly leaned into her, locking her body between his arms, sealing her lips with a hot and domineering kiss.

He kissed her deeply like intoxicated, plundering all the sweetness in her mouth and every inch of her breath.

The tall and heavy body also quickly pressed up, tightly fitting her body.

"Hmm~" Shenmu was soon smelled out of breath, and had to thump his shoulder in protest, "Enough of Cesare."

The voice was soft because of the difficulty in breathing, and the tone was coquettish.

His tongue finally withdrew from her mouth, but when he finally left, he bit her lip heavily, and then licked her lips with the tip of his tongue, before he left.

The man's gaze was like an impenetrable net, trapping her tightly inside, his big hand supported half of her face, and said in a low voice, "Are you back? You won't leave again, yes?" no?"

That voice sounded a little unbelievably erratic.

Shenmu suddenly felt his throat dry, and was speechless in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, César felt panicked. He got up from her body, half-kneeled in front of the sofa, holding her face in his hands, pleading in a low voice, with a humble gesture, and a hoarse voice. "Mumu, I know you hate me and blame me, I know I'm sorry for you, but Mumu, it's okay, don't leave me, okay?"

He doesn't care about anything, as long as she stays by his side, it doesn't matter if she doesn't like to talk, or neglects him, as long as he can see her is enough.

She looked down at the half-kneeling man, he held her hand, his lips fell on the back of her hand, and kissed her once and for all.

"I..." She was full of bitterness and couldn't say anything. Finally, she closed her eyes and said slowly, "Cesar, don't force me."

As long as she stays, she knows exactly what he will do.

But why didn't she know that she had already appeared in front of him, so how could he not do anything?

force her?

César lowered his eyes, the originally hot and bright eyes gradually darkened, cold and cruel, he just forced her, so what?

He raised his head and smiled, it was no longer Shenmu's familiar expression, calm and unfamiliar, with deep hatred, he said, "Mumu, you are here, do you think I will let you go? "

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