[Mr. and Mrs. Smith] Sister is not good

Maybe it's because you've lived with one person for too long, and even the smell and habits have already been integrated into the other person's blood, and gradually become an indivisible habitual unity.Her apartment has been bombed terribly, especially the wood chips and brick residue in the living room, which seems to be worse than the messy pile of goods.Sleeping soundly in Dimock's strange big bed—maybe it was just because she was so tired.

After all, a man who has just started meat is scary, his combat value is too high, and some newly awakened abilities are far beyond the expected range.

In a heart-pounding and sultry bed fight, Icy is tragically on the underdog, powerless.

When Icy groaned and woke up, the sky outside was already dark.She roughly estimated that she couldn't resist sleepiness when it was dark last night. Up to now, um, ten hours, it's far from Icy's standard routine of seven or eight hours of sleep at most. It's really getting worse. Getting lazy.

Although she was very happy to look back on the beautiful scene of last night, and the joy of completely occupying her boyfriend's body and mind, it was a pity that the body lying on her side only moved a little. Icy had already tasted the consequences of the indulgence, the legendary muscles Sore, miserable.

"Honey, habit is a terrible thing." Sensing her movement, and quick and wise to capture her complaining thoughts.Dimmock took her little hand and stroked it, and then discussed the proposition about her pain suggestively: "It will be fine in the future."

Rolling his eyes, Icy glared at him angrily, should this be so straightforward, and Qiu Huan is still so confident.

Lying in the comfortable silk quilt of the big bed, Icy moved her feet and entangled Dimock's calf under the quilt.Looking up, I saw this man was wearing loose pajamas and leaning on the bedside to check the news on the laptop. The thick solid-color nightgown was untied, showing the male owner's attractive collarbone without hesitation, without any fat at all chest and abdominal muscles.

There are still two faint red marks on his shoulders, probably the marks left by Icy's confusion yesterday.

Putting the computer aside, Dimok lowered his head slightly, watching his little girlfriend blatantly scan his body, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth... Well, he doesn't mind sex/seduction at all.Gently put the palm of Icy's forehead to confirm that she didn't have any low-grade fever due to the wound, and the white color of her little face couldn't be more normal.

He touched his nose and smiled uncomfortably. Didn't the doctor explain yesterday that the wound is not serious, so there is no need to use too much medicine to hurt the body.But it is very likely that Icy's body temperature will rise for several hours, and the body will protest the normal sterilization process, which is inevitable.

Could it be that last night was too intense, the little girl sweated so much and slept peacefully for too long, instead she avoided high fever.So... "Sex is really a good thing." He murmured, stretched his arms and turned on the lamp by the bed to make the room brighter.In a simple bedroom that is not particularly spacious, two people who love each other lie on the bed so quietly and peacefully, enjoying the cozy atmosphere brought by intimacy, it is really blissful.

His moist eyes were filled with happy color drift, and when he tilted his head and glanced at a shopping list that he had put on the bedside cabinet, Dimoke remembered that there were still accounts that had not been settled!

"Honey, do you want to see what's going on with this list?"

In this kind of quiet morning, Icy felt extremely happy when she nestled comfortably next to her lover and savored the refreshing tranquility.She was living an eye addiction, silently watching Dimock's good-looking face and slow movements, when suddenly a shopping list blocked her vision.

She glanced at it, then looked away guiltily, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "This one, it's some instant noodles from Singapore."

"I'm not prejudiced against exotic foods!"...who cares about the country where those foods come from?This girl is too cunning, she is obviously avoiding the important ones.

As if dissatisfied with Icy's lame topic change, Dimock's tone was clearly serious.Although it wasn't as cruel as when he reprimanded his subordinates, but... the temperature of the sentence was actually relatively low.He pursed his lips, and his voice was as low as the silence of the moat at night: "When we didn't eat together, did you just eat this kind of garbage bread? And you bought so much at once?"

This order was made more than half a month ago, so she has been eating for a long time!

"I..." Snatching the culprit's paper from him, Icy fawningly shook the sleeve of Dimock's pajamas, "Don't worry, this side is non-fried, and there are no chemicals like preservatives. Add." She muttered extra secretly, "So the price is quite expensive."

Amused by her pouting expression of dissatisfaction with money, Dimock's face looks like a broken glass bottle, cracked.Naturally, he wouldn't be really angry with Icy, but this girl always did some bad things while he wasn't paying attention.

"No matter how delicious it is, it's still junk food!" Finally he sighed, he couldn't get angry at the little girl with her tongue sticking out.Even if she was really serious just now...she seemed to be unscrupulous and completely unafraid, which was quite frustrating.Pinching Icy's little nose, Dimock felt that his masculinity had been swept away.He shook his head silently and sighed, then got up helplessly and went to the bedside to pour water.

Giggling and letting him pour a glass of water for himself, Icy also sat up slightly, leaning back for a while with Dimock's strength.If you lie down for too long, you will get dizzy.Seeing that the man no longer cares about these trivial things with her, Icy secretly rejoiced. She was reprimanded for using this trick to make jokes since she was a child. Anyway, her parents and John couldn't beat them, and they were reluctant to scold them.

Icy will obediently agree well, and then continue to follow her bad habits next time, throwing all orders aside.She thought that she was too selfish in this life, maybe because of her mentality, she spent all the time she earned on showing off her hateful personality, becoming more and more reckless.

"What else do you say? Whose lovers talk about such uninteresting topics after having sex?"

The corners of his mouth froze suspiciously, and Dimock immediately bent down and kissed her forehead, stroking the little girl's soft and somewhat messy hair, and comforting his girlfriend who wanted to blow up under the effect of getting up.Now it is not only a soul mate, but also a physical bond. This kind of deep satiety is still very enjoyable.

He is not a greedy person, so he will not ask too much, especially when Icy is still weak and hurting his back...Last night, it was probably a small accident that was stimulated by both words and vision.But it is undeniable that this accident is too beautiful.Although Dimock seemed so calm on the surface as if nothing had happened, his sullen and unspoken heart was actually bubbling with beauty.

Gently placing his big hand on Icy's waist, he noticed that the little girl's eyebrows were no longer sleepy, but she was too lazy to talk, preferring to be in a daze.After casually saying a few words to cheer up the atmosphere, Dimock discussed in a low voice: "Isn't it good that our relationship has gone further? Living with me is just convenient for me to take care of you."

... From a very early age, he knew that Icy had the habit of staying up late, now that they live together, he can always correct it, right?It's not that he likes to meddle in Icy's living habits, it's just that many of the little girl's actions are too strange, and it's really for the sake of her health that he can't take it seriously.

"Hmm..." Does she have a second choice?What the house looked like when it was blown up, you can probably guess without thinking about it.

"Speaking of this incident," he paused, seeing that Icy's expression remained the same, without leaving any psychological shadow.Dimock's cautious tone softened a little, and he asked in a normal discussion tone, "Do you know what's going on? It wasn't Jane who lived with you a while ago, does it have anything to do with her?"

It is true that Jane kills too many vigorously, but this kind of freelance killer will not have any great enemies.Even if there is, it is Jane's own luxurious villa that will be blown up, and Icy will definitely not be targeted here.As for Icy herself, although she caused too many troubles, she didn't have any enemies who insisted on her life.

The only time was a few days ago, when a remarkable female gangster misunderstood the relationship between Du En and her, and sent powerful agents to follow her because of jealousy.However, this matter has been handled very well by the Dimock brothers.Silently glanced at the arm he had scratched last time, there was no trace of broken skin.

Icy raised her head, shaking her chaotic brain in frustration, and couldn't help complaining: "I've been injured a lot lately."

Realizing that Dimock was still waiting for his answer, Icy snorted, with meaningful indifference on the corners of her lips, and said as if recalling: "I'm afraid, this bomb has something to do with Benjamin."

Icy met three people in the restaurant yesterday, the classmate who had dinner, then Benjamin, and John.Her reflexes are not too special and excellent, but at least she is not so idiotic that someone stuffs something into her backpack without noticing it.First of all, that person has a good skill, fast and unassuming.

Secondly... Benjamin is really suspicious. Icy felt that either he took the opportunity to put this lightweight bomb in his backpack, or, like the last incident, some suitors misunderstood her relationship with Benjamin and killed her.

In view of the fact that the second situation is too much like the plot of a jealous romance novel, Icy doesn't think she is so unlucky, and has encountered it twice in a row.

His fingers suddenly tightened, and the silence and ferocity on Dimmock's face flashed across, and he just said lightly: "It seems that there are some things that need to be studied carefully." And this research, I am afraid that it cannot be resolved by peaceful means. up.People are always eccentric, and there is no reason to defend their shortcomings.He'd always known that Icy liked to be aggressive, and even used bombs to hurt people for inexplicable reasons.

But the reverse of this situation is beyond his tolerance.Especially with such a large explosion lethality, it is far beyond the scope of making fun.

Stopping him from getting up, Dimock looked at Icy in astonishment, thinking she was going to stop him.But Icy obviously wouldn't do such a stupid thing like "asking her boyfriend to forgive the culprit who injured her".She just habitually tapped her lower lip with her index finger, thinking about some crooked thoughts in this world.

"DI, wait a minute, I have more questions." Although she didn't say to let Benjamin go, Dimock still looked a little unhappy.Is this equivalent to temporarily spare that kid in disguise?

Coughing uncomfortably, she threw herself into Dimoke's arms coquettishly, and said softly, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to safety during this period."

Nesting in Dimoke's arms, she enjoyed the sense of security brought by the man's tough breath, and comforted her frightened emotional remnants. Icy played with the corner of his pajamas nimbly with her fingers, lowered her eyes, showing a half-smile: Benjamin, who are you?

Is this story telling us not to underestimate cannon fodder?

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