The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 299: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (36)
Cen Mu withdrew his hand silently, and said calmly, "It's nothing serious."

He looked at Xue Zhan in the distance, Xue Zhan nodded, then lifted the curtain and left.

"Thank you, Commander, I'm sorry for causing you trouble this time." Cen Mu was very polite, and after speaking, he lifted the quilt and went to the ground.

Such a polite tone seemed to reject people thousands of miles away, and the tenderness on Xie Changjun's face froze.

"why?"

"Huh?" Cen Mu straightened his clothes and looked at him suspiciously.

"Is it because of Ke Yuan?" Xie Changjun is such a proud person, commanding thousands of troops, who is he too humble to whom?

That is Cen Mu, and only Cen Mu.

Let him fall from the altar, let him have more emotions and desires, and let him lose his principles time and time again.

He held Cen Mu's wrist, and said in a flustered tone, "There will be no next time. If it's because of Ke Yuan, I'll go and apologize to him. It's because my subordinates are too aggressive. I'll bring someone over to call you!"

How could someone like him be so humble?He explained: "I didn't stand up today. I was conceited. It was because I had a good face. Someone taught Ke Yuan. You can do whatever you want, don't be angry."

Cen Mu looked stunned, the complexities in his eyes disappeared into Xie Changjun's eyes as he lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, it was still clear, without any extra emotions.

He lightly brushed Xie Zhangjun's hand away, and shook his head: "Commander Xie, General Ke made a mistake, he slandered your innocence, you did the right thing. I came here today, and it was my fault that I caused you trouble on the spur of the moment. .”

Xie Changjun didn't want to hear him talk like this, he was not very gentle, the more he heard Cen Mu talk like this, the annoyed he would be.

"Enough!" Xie Changjun lost his patience, "Cen Mu, can you please stop talking like that!"

Cen Mu blinked innocently, "Thank you Commander, I've always been like this."

It's been like this every time we meet since he came to the barracks.

Xie Zhangjun's stomach full of anger disappeared in these clear black eyes, he softened his attitude, "Amu."

Hearing the sound of Ah Mu, Cen Mu's body trembled, but for a moment, he soon returned to normal.

This title has been three or four years away, which is too far away.

"Amu, don't be angry." Xie Changjun coaxed him patiently, "I..."

Before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by Cen Mu.

"Commander Xie, I know what you're thinking." Cen Mu raised his eyes, Xie Changjun's body froze directly, and he instinctively told him what Cen Mu was about to say, he didn't want to hear it, but he didn't interrupt.

"We are not suitable." Cen Mu said.

Xie Zhangjun suddenly laughed, coldly and wildly.

"You fucking got fucked by me and now it's not suitable?!" He was furious, wanting to strangle Cen Mu to death.

He seldom lost his composure like this, almost all the exceptions in this life were given to Cen Mu.

Cen Mu pursed his lips. Compared with Xie Changjun's rage, he was much calmer, and his face did not fluctuate much. "There are many aspects that are not suitable, not just gender."

He has a lot to say and a lot to refute.

The words came to his lips, but they converged into one sentence: "Thank you Commander, Miss Xiao is fine."

Xie Zhangjun was stunned, and then he said angrily and amusedly: "Who told you that I like that bitch? I'm a broken sleeve!"

"I know."

The smile on Xie Changjun's lips was even wider, and his warm breath sprayed into Cen Mu's ears, "Cen Mu, are you eating?"

Cen Mu shook his head, "It's just that for you, it's much better to marry a wife, especially one with the status of Miss Xiao."

Xie Changjun's smile froze suddenly.

(End of this chapter)