He didn't react, but his legs began to weaken subconsciously.

Gritting her teeth, Jane snapped back, flexing her legs as hard as she could.In the next second, that person was already lying on the ground rolling over, clutching his lifeblood, and that was the most vulnerable part of a man.Mary secretly smiled, Jane's trick is awesome, that place should not be available for a while.After laughing, he resumed his ferocious expression.

"Yeah, my grandma likes this kind of young man with thin skin and tender meat the most." Mary licked her lower lip wantonly, "The meat is fresh and tender, and the bones can be fed to my baby." Mary patted Linda under her body .

Linda, who was connected with Mary and cooperated tacitly, immediately approached that person very slowly and oppressively with aggressive steps.Accompanied by the dim light, he opened his bloody mouth and roared wildly.After several years of growth, Linda is no longer the Tibetan Mastiff cub. Now she is huge, with Mary's petite body on her shoulders, making her look even more brutal.

"Ah, lion, tiger, witch, help me, I don't eat at all." The man completely forgot about the pain in his body, and ran away with a puddle of water in the crotch of his trousers.

Jane, who was also forgotten, was also very scared, and despised the timid man even more, and regretted that the attack was too light just now, but why did the witch and the monster look more and more familiar?

"Mary? Linda?" Jane called tentatively.Linda stuck out her tongue happily and panted. Although she was still ferocious, she was not as scary as before.Jane grabbed her little ears and jumped off Linda.

"You little villain, you pretended to be a ghost to scare your sister. It's not Halloween yet, you're quite brave."

"Sister, I was wrong. I didn't do this to save you." In fact, Mary's ears didn't hurt, and she yelled that it hurt on purpose, just to make her sister happy.Jane felt caring and hugged Mary tightly.Mary felt the trembling of Jane's body and the wetness of her shoulders.Mary sighed softly, put her arms around Jane, and kicked Linda away who was begging to be close.

"Jane, is it raining?"

"... Well, localized rain, it will stop soon."

Mary licked the ketchup off her lips. It was sweet and sour, and tasted pretty good.That night, Mary did not stay at Smith's house, and accompanied Jane back to Bennet's house.After the incident, Jane told no one, including Elizabeth, who had almost no secrets between the two.

After a few days, news spread that a grove close to Bennet's house was haunted. The place that was rarely visited by people was completely deserted and became Mary's secret garden.At the same time, a piece of news came out that was very unfavorable to the ladies of the Bennet family. It was said that the ladies of the Bennet family were unlucky, such as being possessed by ghosts and the like.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is spread among housewives, so that they can give their daughters and nieces more opportunities, after all, there are so many marriageable men here.

Upon hearing this message, Jane's face turned pale, and her actions became more dignified and decent, making it impossible to find a single fault.Waiting for Elizabeth to become an adult, what Jane has always told her is not to have an affair with any man easily.Elizabeth waved her hand. She also had her own ideas, and she didn't like the vulgar and boring guys at the ball at all.

Lydia listened to Elizabeth's praise for the ball, and couldn't bear it any longer. She begged Mrs. Bennet, who was the most talkative, and she wanted to go to the ball herself. Catherine next to her nodded desperately. Ordinary days are too boring. Oh, how exciting the ball is.

Mrs. Bennet thought for a moment and agreed.Her biggest goal now is to find a good husband-in-law for her five daughters, especially Lydia. She must not miss it, and there will be more opportunities to attend the dance earlier.

Therefore, it is equivalent to saying that apart from Mary who studied in the Smith family and studied, the third daughter of the Bennet family, and Mary who lived in seclusion, few people in Longbourne knew.

13 Mr. Smith's Rival

I don’t know if it’s because of too much reading, but recently Mary has always felt that some words are suffocating in her heart, and some fragments flashed in her mind one by one.In addition, as Mary grew older and studied hard for ten years, Mrs. Smith had less and less to teach Mary, and the time gradually shortened.

Mary, who had more free time, suddenly became confused.In my previous life, I have been studying since I was sensible, and after studying for the exams, I am like a spinning top that keeps spinning.In this life, when he was a baby, he was busy exploring the world and learning English. When he was four years old, he was studying with Mrs. Smith, so he didn't have much free time.

Mary herself is not like Lydia who likes to dress up, beautiful lace, and does not have a good friend Charlotte like Elizabeth. The only companion is Linda, who is so clingy to death every day.When Mary was studying, Linda lay on the ground and did not disturb them.

So when she was suddenly free like this, Mary began to feel at a loss.Mary has also read all the books in the study of the Bennet family and the Smith family one by one, not just two or three times.Because of this, I don’t know how many times I have been told by Mr. and Mrs. Bennet that I am a nerd. Although Elizabeth didn’t say it, she was still very upset that her sister’s thoughts were all taken up by books.

Mary lay her hands on the carpet and rested her chin on her hands, watching Linda play with her notebook in her mouth.Suddenly a flash of inspiration, why not write down the story in your mind?Excitedly, Mary rubbed Linda vigorously, then bounced around to find a new book, and began to conceive her own story.

For the next month, Mary locked herself in her room, and even three meals a day were delivered to the door by Bonnie herself.The unlucky Linda was killed and handed over to Mrs. Smith.Poor Linda desperately scratched the door panel with her claws, whining, but failed to call back the love of the bad owner.

A month later, Mary carefully held her first book and walked into the living room.The fireplace in the drawing room was roaring, and Mrs. Smith was reading a book of poetry.Mr. Smith sat beside her to process the documents, and the two looked at each other inadvertently and tenderly.

Mary was a little dazed for a moment, and couldn't help feeling envious.In such an old age, the couple can still respect marriage and love each other.Whenever Mary has some longing for marriage, Mary will immediately force herself to think about the Bennets, and then she will calm down.

"Grandma, look at what I wrote!" Passing her hands over, she was a little nervous, and hugged Linda who was lying there sleeping in her arms.Linda arrogantly gave Mary a paw, but she did not refuse Mary's intimacy.

"Mary, I think you can try to let more people appreciate it, it's very innovative." Mrs. Smith saw Mary's nervousness, comforted her with a gentle voice, and gave her encouragement, "Honey, what do you think?" ?”

"Although it's still a little childish, it has great potential." After such a long contact, Mr. Smith regards Mary as his own granddaughter, so he will no longer treat Mary with an iceberg face.But after such a long time of experience, Mary still couldn't accept Grandpa Smith's smiling face, it was too scary.

In any case, Mary was already very satisfied to get the approval of the elders, and she was very happy, and Linda also welcomed the welfare that she hadn't seen for a long time-a walk after dinner.

But when Mary woke up after sleeping, she realized that the sky was about to change. For the first time in so many years, Mr. Smith's face was as black as Bao Gong.You must know that although Mr. Smith often loses his face, he is also a person who has gone through wind and rain, and has seen the world. How can he change his face?

"Mary, I just wrote a letter to Charlie, the editor-in-chief of The Times, and attached your novel. I believe there will be a letter soon." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Smith blinked playfully.But Mary walked around Mrs. Smith and found that Mr. Smith's face was even darker. Mary was so frightened that she didn't dare to take a breath for several days. At the same time, she restrained Linda not to provoke Mr. Smith, so as not to step on a landmine.

Mary pried out the gossip from Eve's mother-in-law who had taken care of Mrs. Smith for decades.It turned out that Mr. Charlie Brown, the editor-in-chief of The Times, was also one of Mrs. Smith's crazy suitors, but Mr. Smith's latecomer took over.

"Little Mary, my lady was a famous lady in London back then, she had many suitors, but unfortunately, the cabbage was raped by pigs, poor lady, she was going to be a widow at a young age, and it was better to go to sea with my uncle later." Granny Eve burst into tears as she spoke, and Mary rushed to comfort her with black lines all over her head.

Speaking of Grandma Eve, your salary is still given by your uncle.I really didn't expect Mr. Smith to be such a jealous person, there's no need for it, it's been so many years.

However, a few days later, Mary suddenly understood Mr. Smith, who was not easy. This man was definitely here to dig a corner!Because Mary counted the days when the letter was delivered, Editor-in-Chief Brown definitely drove over as soon as the letter was received.

Mary watched the servants move the luggage of Editor-in-Chief Brown into the house one by one in a dark line.Editor-in-Chief Brown, are you planning to live here permanently or something?

"Long time no see, Mr. Brown." Mr. Smith was cast a cool glance by Mrs. Smith, and tried his best to pull out a distorted smile and extended a friendly hand to Editor-in-Chief Brown.

Unexpectedly, the editor-in-chief Brown ignored Mr. Smith's outstretched hand at all, and went straight to Mrs. Smith, and gave a warm kiss and hug. Mary turned to Mr. Smith with a trembling heart.

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