[Mrs. & Mrs. Smith] The best murder in the world

How can a puppy who picks up girls cry stupidly every minute.

(1) THE ORIGINAL BOOK HAS THIS GUY.Ahhhhh he got mixed doubles by Mr. and Mrs. Smith.After going through the vicissitudes of life, Benjamin realized that being a killer was a job without a sense of accomplishment and a future, so he chose to be a little boy with a sense of accomplishment and a future.

10

If this is what love feels like.

I seem to be soaking in mead.

Golden, like the sun in May, the surroundings are warm and warm, and I am wrapped in a soft and sweet breeze.

The world is drunk.

……

But Xi An is like smoking too much marijuana.

"Maggie," he stared wide-eyed, sat upright on the sofa with a flushed face, and patted his thighs with both hands, "come here quickly."

……

Dad stood at the window, his eyes turned from the noise of the bonfire in the yard, drifted faintly to Xi An's thigh, floated faintly again, and finally nailed my face like a horseshoe.

I walked over quickly, sat down an arm's length away from Xi'an, and carefully studied the flower basket on the coffee table.

Xi An immediately moved his buttocks to be close to me.

I glanced at Dad quickly.

"What show do you want to watch? Let's watch a TV series? I heard that girls like to watch that." Xi An stuffed the remote control into my arms, and then wrapped his hand around my shoulder naturally.

Goosebumps crawled all over my arms.

"The plot is too fast!" I shook off his hand with a flushed face.

"What, will the plot of the soap opera be fast?" Xi An looked at me blankly, and then put his hand on my thigh.

...God.

Please stay away from your parents when you are in love, at least it seems to be the right decision for now.

Sheian made everything flippant and embarrassing, and I didn't expect it to be this way.

***

Sadly things haven't gotten any better since I got home.

"The boy is here to pick you up." Dad sat on the sofa with a livid face and read the morning newspaper. I doubt he even turned the next page with too much force before he even saw the headline clearly.He went on to say: "Look at that pompous and stupid convertible sports car, hope the pair of sunglasses bigger than his face don't let the front of the car crash into the shop. Don't take this kind of private car with a safety factor that is hard to look at, Maggie, I bought you a nice bike, it's in the warehouse."

"It's pink," Mom added.

I asked helplessly, "What's the fun in doing this?"

"It doesn't mean it's funny," Dad said, "you have to know how to protect yourself, silly girl. Boys go on and on, and the dirty little thoughts are clear at a glance. I don't expect you to be calm when you're dizzy... "

Mom took the newspaper out of Dad's hand, and patiently said to the chattering dad, "I put a cover in her schoolbag."

I feel like I should scream at this point.But I didn't because Dad called it out for me.

"Jane! You can't do this, Margaret doesn't need..."

I didn't listen to my father's jumping feet, I lowered my head and found two "little umbrellas" carefully prepared by my mother in the inner pocket of my schoolbag. "Ha, apple flavor." I laughed dryly and put them on the shoe cabinet. After thinking about it, I decided to be a vicious child.Before I left, I said to my slow father: "Actually, when a boy is in a hurry, who has the time to look through the schoolbag to find the cover?"

Mom turned her face away: "Agreed."

Dad started yelling again.

I close the door.

"Hi, Vi." I waved to Javi Sheehan, pushing my brand new pink bike.

He had a big smile that was, well, as bright as his hair. "I like the title, it's sweet, isn't it?" he said.It's hard for someone to kill someone like Xi'an, at least he looks very innocent and stupid.

Who would argue with a fool?

That's right, it's me.I am a vicious person.

"Sweet indeed," I said with a smile, "because my dad said you were a walking weewee (['wi:'wi:], pronounced like "wei", meaning to pee)."

Xi An was not agitated at all, as if the person who said it was not himself at all, he took off his toad mirror and winked at me innocently: "Oh, Mr. Smith doesn't know me yet, I'm not that kind of person. It's you, my Margaret, you're a walking dynamite."

It's weird that I'm not mad.

Sheian asked, "Need me to help you put your new bike in the backseat? What a nice color, exactly the same color as it was on the website that day."

Great, now I'm starting to get mad.Xi'an is a blind man, and he can't pick up any pot if he doesn't open it.

"No thanks. I'm going to school by bike," I said.

Xi An didn't have time to see my expression clearly, because I was already pedaling and galloping away.That's right, it's that decisive.

In order to prevent Xi An from following me persistently, I swayed the front of the car into the path.

The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease. Ms. Liu of the Confucius Institute told us that the next sentence is that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

Xi An blocked me at the school gate.

My bicycle was carried away by his group of malevolent buddies, Xi'an, um, he was responsible for carrying me.

The school gate was surrounded by booing and onlookers, and the noise was almost like a big pot of boiling water.

My bicycle and I were divided up by this group of primitive humans like prey, and then they rushed into the school singing all the way.

I screamed and struggled, and Xi An slapped my ass like in a movie.I'm going to kill him!My ass must be swollen!This idiot!I was so dizzy by him all the way, I even forgot that this position is just right to penetrate his asshole! !

Xi An ran across the corridor while everyone was stunned. The people behind him waved their hands and whistled.

He rushed straight into the classroom where I was in history class, and put me carefully on the desk.With my fierce eyes on his head, Xi An knelt down on one knee, took my right hand and nervously put a wet kiss on the back of my hand, raised his head and said in a pretentious aristocratic accent, "Successful!" Delivered, my queen."

I lifted my foot and kicked it, and Xi'an's little pigeon flapped its wings nimbly to avoid it, and flew out of the classroom swiftly.

After the death-like silence in the history classroom, the boys threw books and bags to the ceiling, the girls kept screaming like chickens, and my desk was shaken by them. A group of people who have seen it They all ran over and hugged me.When a short guy was touching my chest on tiptoe, I slapped several people away.

Miss Annie pushed open the door with her textbooks and models in her arms and came in. She looked at the door, then at the classroom, frowned and asked loudly, "Are you holding a new campus demonstration again!?"

No one pays attention to her.

The curly man wearing glasses grabbed her marker and drew a lot of hearts and LOVE on the whiteboard.The history class representative has gone crazy, and the sentimental fat girl stood on the desk and recited the "Declaration of Independence" loudly, and finally burst into tears.

I'm slumped on a stool, and the cheerleading girls are throwing bits of torn paper all over me, and I feel like I'm in a wedding hall right now.

11

I am famous.Everyone is saying pink is my lucky color.

Xi'an is now the campus prince, and I wish him the same hairline troubles as the one in England.

Homecoming is getting closer and closer, but I sincerely hope it never comes.

This situation is similar to the gay man who came out in tears and won the Presidential Medal of Freedom, or the forensic doctor found a large number of ancient gold coins in the stomach of the great aunt after she suddenly died of obesity.It would be nice if my vanity was a little stronger so I could write a bestseller, "The Overbearing Prince Is in Love with Me" ("This article commemorates Walnut High School, and the name I don't even know My toilet is the alumni who greet me through the door").

***

Sheian came to see me during the classroom change after class, and I doubted that he would be able to make it to his own classroom on time, and he didn't seem to care at all.

He ran over from a distance, and the originally crowded crowd in the corridor was like Moses dividing the sea.I've only seen such a spectacle from Professor Snape.Sion walked over to me, and I smelled the smell of sweat after gym class.I maliciously guessed that this might be the fundamental reason why he domineeringly parted the crowd and came towards me.

He raised his hands and stroked his sweat-soaked bangs to the top of his head, exposing his smooth forehead.Without the cover of fine bangs, his eyes are clearer and brighter, and the hints inside are simply red.

I frowned and turned my face away.Before he lowered his head to kiss me.

He's disappointed, obviously, with anger, so he then grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly.

"I won the ball, Lit. You're mean."

I shook his hand and motioned him to look around: "Itisashame..."

"uhhh," Xi An pouted, "But you are shameless."

"I'm going to class." I was speechless.

"Don't go, I asked you to leave." Xi An said slowly.

I asked: "Why?"

"Bacon is looking for you."

"Why are you looking for me? It's not lunch time yet, are you waiting for me to put it in bread?"

"It's Andrew Bacon."

I rolled my eyes, sincerely.

"I know it's him, absolutely nothing good." I added: "I'm sure."

Sometimes I wish I was wrong.

But I am MsRight.Well, especially for Sheian.

(Xian: "LOOK, shame