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

She can roughly understand the saying that Dimoke doesn't like the excitement. By the way, he is also very reserved and self-disciplined. As far as he never takes advantage of her for no reason and gives full understanding and respect, Icy knows that And secretly happy in the bottom of my heart.When it comes to his jealousy... Icy shrugged her shoulders, only then did she realize that she already had a boyfriend, even if she acted recklessly, she still had to consider his feelings.

Staring sideways at Dimock's elegant facial contours, Icy smiled, leaned silently on his shoulder and stared at his computer screen in a daze.I feel that these small things are irrelevant, no big deal, maybe Dimoke really pays attention to her thoughts, why is his expression slightly cowardly, as if Icy is bullying others!God knows that this man is not something she can bully at all, well, with my little strength, I really can't do it well.

"Okay, I'll just talk about it casually. I guess it won't be my turn!" Speaking of which, she is a relative of the groom, so why join in the fun.Although I am excited about the wedding of my brother and the goddess, I shouldn't get carried away.Sighing silently in her heart, Icy gave up thinking about the wedding situation that had no prelude or omen at all... It's too stupid to argue about other people's affairs.

She quickly changed the subject and said, "Are you really ignoring your news?"

The conversation invitations that pop up on the screen persistently have the persistence of "if you don't accept it, I will die for you".

The video invitation popped up several times, but Dimock decisively rejected it. Now that they probably knew that Dimock was determined to ignore it, they came up with a strange trick: about ten important messages that popped up were waiting for a decision.

Such as "A certain group of DIA came to borrow a killer with a certain code name, will you give it?" or "A certain long-term arms dealer asked the organization to give a little help to help him leave the country, can you help?"-Words can't pretend Can't see it?Is it inappropriate to ignore it when you see it?It can only be said that the "military adviser" on the other side of the screen is smart enough and has sinister intentions.

"Assassin organization?" The messages piled up one after another, and Dimock didn't hide a single word or punctuation from her, so Icy roughly guessed some of them.More generally speaking, is this leading a killer talent market? ...How can I have the experience of going to the service center to find a helper!

A few days ago, when I was just dating him, I still felt a little apprehensive and deliberately avoided this question.After these days of getting along, even Icy's cold heart was melted by his meticulous thoughtfulness, and he had long believed that his so-called "sincerity" could not be faked, so he asked generously.

Raising his hand to caress the top of Icy's hair, Dimoke kissed her affectionately on the forehead, and then pinched her nose with a smile and replied: "It is managed by my father to my brother, usually I don't participate." He wished to hide Leisurely.After poking a few times with his fingertips on the keyboard, he simply answered the urgent requests with "Y" or "N", and then closed the computer neatly.

Although his expression was still calm, as if he hadn't participated in any important decision-making, Dimock was obviously impatient with the repeated interruptions.

His unreliable elder brother is said to have recently become obsessed with a certain chick from the island, and he didn't even care about some news from the organization, so that those people had no choice but to come to him, the nominal second master, for instructions.In fact, Dimock didn't like to be involved in the organization's affairs very much, and those complicated things went against his original intention of liking to cruise alone.

His lips were cool, thin, and soft, and the touch on his forehead was filled with fiery emotion. Icy almost didn't have time to think about his next sentence, but just foolishly relished the man's kiss, and then felt very sad. Promisingly blushed.

Plunging into Dimock's arms, with the tip of his nose touching the shirt button on his chest, Icy smiled lowly, feeling a little ashamed... This is the legendary beauty trap, right?She has been tricked.

Dimok allowed her to shrink back and pretend to be a tortoise and an ostrich. This was the first time he had cheated on his girlfriend, and he felt a little bit of joy in his heart. Icy is still too young, although her IQ and thinking are no longer naive, but she has some great wisdom that he admires, with a lot of content.He would never ask a little girl to please him in terms of sex, he could afford to wait.Because I cared too much, but I was reluctant to rush to possess it.

In the next few days, Icy, who is rarely at leisure, and Dimoke, who has never been so busy, went to several furniture stores to purchase objects in the new house, purchased items, and found someone to repair and install them. They were very busy. It's fun.

It wasn't until Dimok accidentally burned the "spicy chicken" that he was surprised that the happy time passed so happily but in a hurry, so that he failed to cook repeatedly, and the cumulative total was almost beyond ten. Natural number. Icy likes Chinese food, it's obvious, but unfortunately his talent in this area is really failing... It's inversely proportional to his proficiency in killing.

"DI, why did you give me a resin wine rack today? I don't drink very much, let alone buy wine on my own initiative." Dimoke was as persistent as ever, and would give her a small thing as a gift every day.Today she opened the box and found that it was a white wine rack. It looked really pretty, but it was useless.

Holding the carved glass door, Icy probed into the kitchen of Dimock's house, only to find that the man was wearing an extremely simple but well-made home casual clothes, staring in a daze at a pot of suspected meat. Icy suddenly understood... This is another failure, right?

Well, she was very touched at the beginning. There was someone who worked so hard to make good food for her own liking, but after a few days, she found that Dimoke's comment on her "bad cooking skills" was really not true at all. In all modesty, it's true!It seems that he is not very good at putting seasoning and food together by nature, even if he strictly follows the guidance and menu of the master level, there will probably be various unexpected accidents that no one can predict.

After holding back her laughter for a few seconds, she still decided to look for her own sense of existence: "DI, what kind of dish is this?" She had to know what kind of dish it was before she could comfort her.In case it gets worse and worse, flattering will be crooked.

"It is said to be a famous Chinese dish, spicy chicken." Dimok said angrily.Then he felt ashamed to face Icy, so he really didn't dare to look up at her, and directly opened the window to get rid of the burnt smell.

In fact, foreigners sometimes have different perceptions of Chinese food. For example, Kung Pao Chicken and Spicy Chicken are particularly famous here. I don’t know if it’s because of differences in food culture. They seem to only be interested in chicken food. special favour.Of course, there are many Chinese restaurants, and countless of them are out of taste, and many delicious specialties are not necessarily loved by people.

There is no way to comment on this kind of thing. Everyone has unique preferences and tastes, whether it is spicy or sweet, whatever you like... But this kind of preference definitely does not refer to the pot of black things made by Dimok .

Icy felt that all the comforting words in his head had been exhausted within the past few days, and he was really helpless.Fortunately, Dimock's heart is strong enough not to be too depressed to let go of such thoughts.Walking gently to his side, and taking off the somewhat ridiculous dark green apron for him, Icy jumped out of her mind and said to him, "Brother invited us to 'Ville's Restaurant' tonight, pack up and let's go?"

Originally, John just wanted his sister to meet his favorite woman. By the way, he wanted to take this opportunity to make a romantic proposal, settle down the beauty, and bring him back to form a happy family.

It's a pity that when he wanted Icy's help to see the progress of the renovation of the new house, Icy directly refused. The reason sounded very unassailable: she was too busy, too busy dating, so she didn't have time to meddle in other things!

After that, John wasn't calm anymore. In this case, he had to "assess" his sister's so-called new boyfriend face to face... Although he was a little upset that there was an unimportant strange man on the scene of his marriage proposal, he endured it.

"Tonight?" Dimock didn't have time to "sorrow" about his failed work, but was stimulated by this sensitive word and immediately turned around, "Ville restaurant? That pasta restaurant is famous?"

"Probably, it's too bad, I don't like pasta very much."

"Must we go?" His voice was low, as if he was thinking about something.

"Of course." John has already decided to propose to Jane, how can she miss this "event"?

Smoothing her slightly tangled hair, Dimock patiently tied Icy's hair loose on her shoulders into a simple bun, and tied it in a loose bun behind her head.After finishing all this gently, he suddenly sighed: "There are about three assassinations in the city tonight, and 'Ver Restaurant' is one of them."

Speaking of assassination... Dimock spoke calmly, while Icy listened calmly.

"I remember there was a handy lady's pistol in the suitcase." Icy looked up, she was always the one who was wanton and not afraid of getting into trouble, "By the way, I remember you don't like touching guns?" In the car, she threw the gun into the back seat, and with hesitation and disgust on her face, she remembers it very clearly.

Silently touched her slightly pouting mouth with her index finger, her pink lips seemed to be elastic, as if she was complaining on behalf of the master why he suddenly moved and went off topic.

Lowering his fingers, Dimock nodded acquiescingly to the statement "I don't like guns" without much explanation.In fact, killing is more than just shooting... As he was immersed in the environment where his father and brother were the leaders of that kind of organization since he was a child, he still has a lot of methods.It's just that I don't dare to reveal all of these to Icy at once. Icy is a free and lively elf. She is keen on the novelty brought by "trouble", but she may still be frightened by real trouble.

After thinking about it, Icy decided to choose a light blue shirt for him from the bedroom closet, because it would match the blue belt on top of her white skirt a lot.She explained a little more: "Is this good? It makes us look more like a couple. John is likely to propose to Jane tonight, so we have to go to the dinner." Giggling twice, she pointed own belt, "It looks like my cloth was ripped off your shirt!"

To hell with assassination or something!

Impressed by her saying "couple outfit", Dimock felt pleasing to the eye when he stared at the shirt tucked into his hand.Seeing her shyly hiding outside the bedroom and not intending to sneak a peek at him changing clothes, Dimoke grinned, suddenly feeling that her little girl's posture was extremely cute.

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In the next chapter, John proposes to Jane. As for whether it will go well... Hehehe!