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

Icy deeply felt that it was unfair.She and Dimock are also each other's first love and first kiss. So far, they have only had a few simple moves, while Dimock's kissing skills have gradually improved and become proficient.On the contrary, Icy's lung capacity and proficiency often can't keep up with his progress... Thinking that he will be eaten to death by this man in the future, he can't help but feel ashamed, buried in his broad and hard chest, and stops talking.

Dimok is a man of high energy. Although he doesn't like the gentlemanly character of nobles, he can't deny the fact that he has noble blood in him.Dimock is actually a somewhat rigid person in his bones. He has decided that if Icy grows up a bit, he will never make a move at this time...even if he has endured so much hardship.

His Icy deserves to be treated with the most precious friendship.Satisfied with recollection, he opened his moist eyes and raised the corners of his lips.

Using force with his arms, he lifted her up slightly, so that the two beautiful and tender meatballs on the woman's chest would not challenge his patience as a beast.

Tilting his head and rubbing against her ear, the half "full" Dimock chuckled, smacking his tongue and savoring, still wanting more.

He was impatient to tell those lengthy stories about grievances and grievances, but he just summed it up concisely: "Osha's identity is a princess of a country. When she supported her brother to become the crown prince, Osha's power and my father's subordinates contributed a lot. As a result, her cousin's family, who were also expected to compete, hated Osha deeply, and kept making troubles all these years."

To put it simply, in the struggle for imperial power, the losing party is unwilling to be lonely, and maliciously creates troubles for the winning party all day long to increase their sense of existence.

"Hmm." The aristocrat's grievances or something sounded so grand and classy, ​​like watching a movie.Dimoke's lips are beautiful, thin and slightly curved, and when they are tightly pursed, there is a straight horizontal line between the lips, which is very interesting.The contours of the side of the face went down, with some edges and corners. From the angle of her looking down, it looked very charming.

Icy watched his mouth open and close, recalling the hotness just now in a trance, her little face blushed unconsciously, trying to concentrate.

"We don't like it there, and we don't even want to go to Genovia in this life." This is the attitude of their Don Dick family towards it. They don't like the nobility and hate the power of the nobility.If it wasn't for the fact that the mother wanted to assist the crown prince for the time being and couldn't get away for a while, they wouldn't even mention it.

He pecked her slender neck twice like a dragonfly, and the good touch of the white and tender skin seemed to remain between his lips, which tasted sweet.Dimock stopped teasing her, just picked up the documents and looked at them carefully while lying on his back.After flipping through it for a while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously, froze his arms, and stared at the paper in disbelief, as if something extraordinary could be seen on it.

The pink aura around him has long been quietly dissipated by him, leaving only the indifferent aura mixed with wisdom and sharpness.Dimock woke up Icy, who had been in a state of fugue, and moved his lips, but he didn't know how to speak.It can only be said that all these are the guidance of the heavens. It seems that he and Icy are destined to be entangled for a lifetime, so there are so many coincidences, right?

"what happened?"

After such a long time, her eyes became clearer... just now Icy was almost sucked into Dimock's affectionate vortex, and she was defeated without a fight, what a shame!

Pointing to one of the pages of information, Dimock's voice was a bit dignified: "This section of road is very suspicious. There have been several car accidents in the past few years, and the dead are all 'big men', but no trace of murder can be found." The coldness around him will not scare Icy.He played with Icy's small round earlobe with his fingers, "Look here, if I'm not mistaken, seven years ago, at the same place where my brother died, there was also a couple who died. And they happened to be Jane's parents .”

"..." Covering her mouth in time, Icy held back her screaming surprise, but still asked in a low voice: "How could this happen?!" The nobles, gangsters, and transnational disputes seem to have something to do with the goddess?

There may be some inner connection between the several victims who were killed in the same "death section" one after another.Regardless of whether this has anything to do with Osha's vicious cousin, Icy knows that Dimock will investigate.And this also involves Jane's parents. I'm afraid Jane has checked it more or less.

"Things have been going on for so long, will it be difficult?" The most recent car accident was a few months ago, and the latest one was nearly ten years ago. This degree of difficulty is not usually high. Icy was half lying in Dimock's arms, greedy for his breath and unwilling to leave, at the same time, like a pet, she rubbed against his arm affectionately to show comfort.

I don't know if she was thinking too much, Icy just felt that there seemed to be an invisible thread pulling these things.In this era of spies, spies everywhere, and killers, she always felt very weird.There are inspirations alone, but the connection between them cannot be found.

Littlefinger poked Dimock's palm viciously, and she deliberately acted cute: "If you want to ask Jane about something, can you wait after her wedding?" Also as a family member of the car accident victim, it seems necessary to communicate.

"I never thought of looking for her." His tone of reply was taken for granted, as if he wanted to ask: I am so powerful, why do I need her assistance?

Dimock always has the potential to be completely defiant, and he seems to only let go of his family and Icy in his eyes, and the others... don't matter.As for the investigation, it is enough to use the power of the family and the resources in the hands of the elder brother.He is full of confidence in his own pride.

"……alright, you win."

After spending so long with his lover on the sofa in a narrow space, Icy felt that the longing for a few days of separation was enough money.She stepped back, stood up and stretched, and then opened her phone to check an unread text message from Osha, wishing her good night.

Osha is such a good mother, and a good woman at the same time! Icy couldn't help feeling sorry for this woman who looked so noble and powerful from the bottom of her heart.She has a mission to cultivate strength since she was a child to support her brother to become the crown prince and inherit the throne in the future.Fortunately for her, her husband also stood by her side and went all out.

It's a pity that Osha completed the task, but lost her most precious young son.Although her husband was safe and sound, he was also made a wanted criminal by the evil forces and was unable to show up. He was wronged to hide his strength and bide his time alone on the small island.How bitter she must be...but she has to force a smile in front of those evil faces every day, and continue to be the princess of your country who holds the power of life and death.

No wonder Osha and Dimock didn't like the palace there, and Dimock didn't go there once a year unless he was summoned by his mother to deal with important matters.Behind the prosperity, how many people's bitterness and loneliness exist!

"It seems that Osha is not planning to come back tonight." Icy went to the bathroom to wash her face, and said dully.

After she got up, Dimock sat up too.Slender legs resting on the edge of the sofa, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she catches Icy with her eyes, watching her go to and from her living room, busy all the way.Shrugging his shoulders very regretfully, Dimock has no interest in Osha's night whereabouts at all: "It seems so."

Dimock doesn't even have a guest room here, so Osha naturally stays out at night and goes to "have fun" with her lovely black eldest son.She naturally didn't want to sleep on the sofa, or forced her son to sleep on the sofa?Besides...she didn't have much confidence to let Bingcube's son accept her. Dimoke was too lonely, and sometimes even her mother was helpless.

Speaking of hospitality, the eldest son is cuter.Although the love life of the eldest son has always made her feel bad, he is either promiscuous or ignoring one, a middle-aged man who is five-year-old and three-year-old, and he is crazy about his private life all day long.

Her trip was just to visit her sons a little bit, and she didn't intend to stay too long.After sending "good night" text messages to Dimock and Icy, Osha knocked on Du En's door: "Son, arrange a flight for me to leave tomorrow night. I'm going to the island to visit the old man." Or the husband is more considerate than the son!Even if my husband is on an isolated island, he can't hide his domineering aura all the year round. He commands countless subordinates and strategizes, and he won't be looked down upon by anyone.What's more, he remembers to mail gifts to Osha every holiday and anniversary, which is a lesson in "loyalty".

In the next second, her sadness seemed to disappear in an instant, and she confessed sharply, "Be sure to find out about Tootsy." Even after three years, Osha would never allow her youngest son to die in vain.

She is not a princess who only knows about make-up and luxury goods. She also trained in a military academy back then... If she didn't love to play so much, she probably wouldn't have met Dimoke's father.Thinking of the passionate love between the two who fell in love and killed each other at that time, a blush appeared on Osha's cheeks.

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Osha's resolute actions are unstoppable. When Icy wanted to ask her out to play again, she was speechless when she heard that she was on the island and was on honeymoon with her husband N.What a ruthless family that doesn't care about etiquette, it's completely its own way to the extreme.

On the other hand, Osha deliberately chose some gifts for Icy, including student backpacks, and mobility bicycles... It seems that she really raised Icy as a little girl, and she must be allowed to study hard and achieve something.The only gift that had nothing to do with studying was an extremely luxurious palace printed dress. The long dress had European-style lantern sleeves and a deep V waist, which was so gorgeous that it was jaw-dropping.

"You can wear the skirt at the welcome party, it will absolutely kill everything!" Ousha was a little excited at the other end of the video screen, imagining Icy's exquisite and excellent figure, that small waist and so on.

But Dimock glanced at the dress and suddenly felt depressed.Let Icy wear it?To seduce the attention of other men?Never!He had to have a good discussion with Icy later about who owned the dress and how often it was used.

"...but isn't it too expensive?" I don't know why Osha pays more attention to the welcome party than she, Icy doesn't think it's important.She doesn't like lively occasions very much. If it's as boring as the high school prom, she planned to sneak away early.

Realizing that she was a little embarrassed to accept this gift, Osha explained in a rare mood: "Our country has this tradition. It is the first time for the in-laws to give gifts to show love!" Looking at his wife, he was speechless after listening to her nonsense tradition.

Dimoke was also speechless. He held his forehead silently. He was indeed by his father's side. His mother's temperament began to become so unreliable again, as if the virtuous woman who could cook dinner yesterday was just their wishful thinking. That's all.But that's fine too, isn't it?

In order to keep his mother from getting overly complacent, Dimock, as her own son, calmly dismantled the situation: "Why don't I remember that the royal family has such a tradition?"

"...Now I have it!" Angrily glaring at her husband beside her, Osha complained with her eyes: Look at your good son!

Old Don Dika finally looked forward to his wife's visit, but he didn't want his son and his little girlfriend to destroy their world.Turning off the network signal and laptop decisively, he hugged Osha's soft body and walked directly to the big bed: "I can't give birth to a good son by myself, can I? Why don't we try harder to conceive a baby?" of?!"

The author has something to say:

Osha is a character I like very much, although from the perspective of the role, she is a female soy sauce.The majestic and gentle contradictory nobleman has courage and pain.

Preview: The next chapter is about the haunting of the male god John and the goddess Jane!