The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Bang!

"sorry."

In Carter Manor, Miss Watson hit the table with her head hammer, while Michelle lay quietly with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, turning her head and saying nothing. The old lady next to her saw that Miss Watson was even planning to make a 90° bow, and suddenly she looked dumbfounded: "Okay Watson, the doctor has already said, just take some medicine and have a good rest. So don't do anything strenuous in the past half month." Exercise, it’s true, young people don’t understand moderation at all, how can you play like this?”

She pronounced the word "play" very strongly.

Michelle bit her lip and simply buried her face in the pillow.

After finally sending away the nagging old lady, Miss Watson leaned over and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"...It's really wronging you to be with a useless woman like me. I can't even let you enjoy yourself. I still need to reflect on it. I always say that I am good, but in the end I can't hold it for three hours." ." Michela snorted, but still tilted her head and didn't look at anyone. Miss Watson originally planned to climb onto the bed, but when she thought that she smelled like gunpowder and her thighs were still stuck with some unlucky guy's brain, she had no choice but to sit back and said, "Oh, you didn't do anything wrong. Human beings have their limits. It was me at that time I was too excited and didn’t think about you..."

"Okay, don't look like this again." Dr. Heinzwafen lowered his eyes slightly and stared at his two toes under the quilt: "There is nothing to blame you. Choosing a superhuman as a partner may lead to this As a result, I just felt like...I mean, it hurt a lot just now, but it made me sober."

Wait, why are you sober?

Miss Watson felt something was wrong.

After a moment of silence, Michela sighed softly. The side of her face was covered by her hair, and only the lower half of her mouth and nose were exposed. Her voice gradually became deeper: "If you think about it carefully, after such a long time, I have never done anything except in bed. How can I fulfill my responsibilities as a girlfriend? On the contrary, you have been accommodating me, even when traveling, when going out, even in bed. "

"Wait a minute, you know there is a reason for Nissa here." Miss Watson tried to keep up the rhythm: "Maybe you didn't realize it, but after telling you this, I always had the idea of ​​​​compensating you. For example, if you I accepted all the exaggerated clothes and toys I bought, although I didn’t really hate those things, it’s just..."

"I know."

At this moment, the woman finally laid her eyes on Miss Watson's face, then moved her body closer to the bed and gently held her hand: "I discovered it long before I went to Africa. The guilt in your eyes is not difficult to understand. "

"so......"

"Watson, I'm not that kind of woman."

Looking into Michelle's blue eyes, Miss Watson opened her mouth and finally swallowed back all the words. Except for fighting, this kind of focused and calm state rarely appears in his girlfriend, or it has been a long time since he saw it.

"I'm not that kind of woman."

Staring into Miss Watson's eyes, Michela repeated again: "I admit that I was jealous and revengeful when I treated you like that before, but on the other hand, I was completely trapped in a mentality of self-satisfaction and vanity, and I always treated you like You ask for it. Watson, in fact, it has never been fair between us. You have given me too much. Look at these..."

She pointed at the wall and ceiling: "In the past, Michela was just a crazy woman who was disfigured and just waiting for relief. It was you who saved me in every sense. I still can't believe it now, but you did it. Everything I have now comes from you. And my reward is only this body...it can't even let you completely release."

Miss Watson wanted to speak, but Michelle pressed her lips with a finger: "Love may not be distinguished between noble and humble, but other than that, I am indeed asking for anything from you. Only now do I realize that I have begun to have this This is a trend. I am gradually becoming the kind of woman I hate. Just because you love me, I regard all your efforts as obligations and accept them calmly...

This gives me no peace of mind. "

The room fell silent again.

Ever since Mrs. Peggy walked out, the levitating cloak had been flying everywhere with joy, but now it also noticed the change in the atmosphere and fell down beside the wardrobe.

Michelle looked at this face quietly, it was still so mesmerizingly beautiful, and she had not forgotten her feelings when she saw Watson with her own eyes for the first time. So that night, that face broke into the dream of an 18-year-old girl. Michelle still remembered that she stayed in bed that day just because she wanted to return to the dream world.

But when we meet again, we still have to hold it.

Pride, stubbornness and self-esteem were severely provoked by this heartbeat. The strong condemnation aroused people's emotions and tried their best to drive the body to stay cold. However, beneath the surface, the impulses and desires are not fake. Even if you take the opportunity to get closer and have some physical contact, you will indeed feel happy inside, and you can't help but think about it when you come back and lie in bed.

Then came regret.

How can one be easily fooled by a beautiful skin? Just like those stupid girls who fall in love, they make no secret of their love, completely lose their reserve, completely lose themselves, and easily become a submissive lamb. If I didn't have a beautiful skin myself, this kind of favor might be cheaper for Watson, who is already very likeable.

Will I really let him take notice of me like this?

I'm obviously not such a woman.

"Well...we have some differences in our views on the relationship between men and women." Miss Watson gently interrupted Michelle's thoughts: "I have always been taught to take responsibility. You know, men always have to take responsibility. , to provide women with a better life. Of course, I used to hate this kind of preaching, why should men and women be so different? Relationships need to be maintained together, and relationships built on one-sided efforts are difficult to last long."

"But..." Miss Watson looked away with a guilty expression: "I have said before that I have no experience in this area, and even if I have, it is only theoretical experience. So every time I am with you, , I can't help but do it, I just...well, you're right, I may have gone too far. But you should understand that I am still the disloyal one, I just think This will make it up to you and comfort yourself.”

"You know what? Sometimes I really want to hate you."

Michela caressed Miss Watson’s pretty face: “I know you are a bastard, but you are still willing to sink in. You have been keeping a distance from Nisha. I can understand that you are trying your best to become a qualified partner... ....But I'm human, Watson."

A trace of sadness appeared on the woman's face: "Nisha told me last time that time is very tolerant to her, and it is the same to you. But I will eventually get old, and today's incident reminded me again that my body can still be used How long will you be obsessed with? Ten years or twenty years?"

"Stop, don't think about this."

Can this be transferred to lifespan?

Then there is the classic scene of "I am no longer beautiful when I am old, do you still love me?"?

Realizing that her girlfriend was beginning to fall into extreme thinking, Miss Watson immediately intervened: "Your thinking is a bit too big, honey. I used to be a human being, and then I stopped being a human being. If you think about it carefully, that happened in 1944 Things, I have long said that this world is very magical, and I have a way to make you...well, not a human being."

puff!

Michela finally chuckled.

The sadness disappeared from the bottom of the eyes, leaving only a little crystal light. They were broken and small, spreading all over the lower eye sockets. Miss Watson wasn't sure if they were tears, but she was glad that Dr. Heinzwafen didn't dwell on it any longer: "Then you can go and kick Nisha's ass all you want, and I'm serious, don't be so unsure of yourself. "

"Tsk...Okay..." The woman leaned forward, gently pressed against Miss Watson's forehead, her warm breath caressed her face, bringing a comfortable warmth: "I'm going to Isn’t it a little weird to be late?”

"As long as you know."

"I'm fine, let me stay by myself for a while, Watson, thank you for comforting me."

After confirming that Michelle's mood was stable again, Miss Watson leaned over and kissed her girlfriend on the face, took off her coat and prepared to take a shower. In her previous life, she had to bear all the sorrows by herself. She actually understands this feeling very well. Everyone needs to adjust their emotions sometimes.

This is especially true for women.

Even if the cause sounds inexplicable, it is just a trigger.

...How do I understand so much now?

Looking at herself in the mirror, Miss Watson felt a little emotional for a moment. It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s just that I’m just as awkward as Michelle was back then. Otherwise, she might have started a family a few years after graduating from college. How could she have ended up in the situation of working hard and staying up late to die suddenly? Strictly speaking, I am still like this now. If Miss Butterfly Knife hadn't forced me onto the bed, I might still be a virgin today.

Forget it, I don't want to.

By the time Watson came out with a bath towel on, Michela had already fallen asleep, and the dim bedside lamp warmly illuminated the profile of her face, revealing a sense of exhaustion and vulnerability.

Levitation Cloak is gathering clothes.

The "Steam Princess" suit was hung on a hanger, and the cloak even knew how to smooth out wrinkles. However, it may not understand the concept of "clean". The clothes haven't even been washed... Ignore this little clever guy. , Watson came to the balcony alone and quietly looked at the mountains and forests under the night. When Michela fell asleep first, he usually would not take the initiative to climb into bed because his body temperature was too low and he could easily wake the woman up.

He didn't expect Michela's performance tonight.

It is rare for Miss Butterfly Knife to have this kind of ideological consciousness. However, objectively speaking, it is difficult for two abnormal people to have a normal love relationship. The most striking feature is Nissa. Even if she rarely mentions it, Watson can still feel that Michela has adopted a default attitude towards the existence of the princess in distress - of course, this does not mean that Miss Butterfly Knife is willing to compromise.

......

The next morning, the morning news was all about Club Torencia.

Although dozens of bullets destroyed the imaging equipment last night, reporters still salvaged some early shooting footage, and together with their colleagues who arrived later, they were able to piece together a piece of news. But obviously, Captain John's soldiers were not visible on the screen at all, only the patrols on the outer blockade were dealing with interviews.

The official statement is that it is being investigated.

The purpose of asking is to investigate, and it is inconvenient to disclose.

The British government is indeed brave and actually dares to say such a thing.

It's just that the press is not happy with their attitude this time, because this incident happened in the Richmond area, and the wealthy people are not willing to let the media investigate and report it with great fanfare. With the backing of a group of powerful people, the pressure was even put directly on the newspaper boss, so the police station was rarely able to be tough, and no one dug out any information.

"John said he owed you a favor."

Old Mrs. Peggy also walked into the living room: "You ran away so suddenly last night, and he wanted to thank you in person. By the way, there is a rescued young master who is very interested in you. He said he was so upset when he saw you. The kidnapper, he has never seen a woman like you, and he really wants to get to know her, so he even called the Special Operations Group office to say hello."

"Please, come again?" Miss Watson rolled her eyes, lay back in an awkward manner, and crossed her two long white silk legs: "Don't tell me who he is, I don't want to know at all, and that A group of soldiers, last night I heard them discussing that my breasts were too small, and asked them to be careful when going out in the future."

This made Peggy amused.

She sat down on the sofa with a smile and pulled Miss Watson into her arms: "Oh, little cutie, why are you so good at making me happy?"

"...I'm not kidding."

Although Miss Watson had a tough talk, she still pressed against the old lady's body.