don't touch my darcy

Elizabeth sat in front of the dressing table, loosened her hair and combed it carefully. At the same time, through the mirror, she peeked at Darcy who was leaning on the bedside and pretending to read a book.

The reason why he knew that he was not really reading was because it had been a full 5 minutes, and he hadn't even turned a page of the book, and from time to time he quietly rolled his eyelids and looked towards Elizabeth.

At this moment, Darcy couldn't tell whether he was relaxed or nervous.

Just now Georgiana performed very well. Not only did she play a piece of piano music, but she was also played by Miss Sulton, and she sang, which was also very wonderful.

It can be seen that Georgiana is still very nervous, but in front of the Wickhams, she did not show the slightest gaffe, which shows that Georgiana has made up her mind and has enough courage to get out of that terrible past. shadow.

This made Darcy overjoyed, even looking at Wickham, he was not as disgusted as before, and as the hatred decreased, the guilt towards Elizabeth became more and more intense.

Although Elizabeth did not show the slightest dissatisfaction until the Wickhams left, Darcy always felt that he had to sincerely apologize to his wife in order to force her to do the embarrassing but necessary thing.

Therefore, since he returned to the bedroom, he has been thinking about how to speak and how to say something for a while. After all, a formal apology is somewhat embarrassing.

After finally waiting for Elizabeth to get her hair done and walked to the bed, he hurriedly moved in, and took the initiative to lift the quilt to make room for his wife.

Elizabeth was not like usual, she always liked to joke with Darcy before going to bed, she fell down on the pillow as soon as she went to bed, and sighed comfortably, "Hey, I have been busy all day, but I am really exhausted, good night ,Honey."

Then she pulled the quilt over her shoulders, turned it over on the other side, turned her back to Darcy, and said no more.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Darcy quickly put aside the book, lay down next to Elizabeth's ear, and softly called twice, "Lizzie, Lizzie?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Elizabeth replied vaguely, but also seemed weak and lacking in enthusiasm.

"Lizzie, don't sleep yet, listen to me, okay?"

"Well, if it's not important, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm very sleepy"

"Well then, Lizzie, you can just listen to me." These words should be held back by Darcy until tomorrow, for fear that he will lose sleep all night.

Seeing Lizzie like this, she was clearly angry with herself!

"Hmm..." Elizabeth seemed to be too lazy to speak anymore, she actually hid her face in the fluffy pile of hair, squeezed the bridge of her nose in disdain, and quietly showed a mischievous and proud smile.

Darcy took a deep breath, and his lungs were filled with the fragrance from his wife's neckline and hairline, which further fueled his courage, and he finally said what he had been brewing for a long time, "I'm sorry, Lizzie, I know, I'm sorry today. That's asking too much, er, at least for you... Lizzie, Lizzie, are you listening?"

Elizabeth moved her shoulders, but there was no response.

Darcy's expression was slightly depressed, but he continued to say: "But, you know, when my parents passed away, Georgiana was only a little girl under ten years old. As an elder brother, I have to take care of her, but I am too It failed, and she was still hurt so much. Lizzie, you know, when I saw Georgiana and snatched her back from her side, I swore that I must protect her and never let her She was hurt even a little bit, Lizzie, I believe you love Georgiana very much, and you are willing to protect her with me, aren't you?"

He clearly said "listen to me for a few words", but in the end he babbled a lot, in order to affirm the necessity of asking himself to drive away Lydia and Wickham, and doubting his love for Georgiana what?

Tsk tsk, it's really hard for Mr. Darcy to have such eloquence!

Elizabeth was so angry and funny, she couldn't help but wanted to turn around and refute him a few words, but suddenly her back felt hot, Darcy pressed her whole body up, stretched her arms to her chest, and hugged her gently, feeling a little burning , touching the earlobe lightly.

"Lizzie, I'm sorry, I have to apologize to you no matter what..."

There was a little itching near the ears, and Elizabeth couldn't hold it anymore, she giggled, turned over, and put her arms around Darcy's neck.

"You, aren't you asleep?" Darcy really surprised her.

"Okay, you go on, I want to hear Mr. Darcy's apology clearly." Elizabeth smiled and stared at her husband's face that was obviously starting to turn red and hot.

"Uh, anyway, Lizzie, you know what I mean." Darcy, who was talking to himself quite fluently just now, pressed against his wife's tender and soft chest, and had nowhere to hide in her bright and penetrating eyes, began to conceive. Stuttering, "Perhaps one day, Georgiana can completely forget about that matter, such as being able to fall in love with an upright and excellent man. I have no objection to your sister coming to Pemberley..."

Although he said "maybe", even though he said "your sister", Elizabeth was also very happy to hear it, which showed her husband's understanding and return to her.

She took the initiative to offer sweets, kissed Darcy's lips, and said affectionately: "I understand, I understand..."

"Lizzie?" Since his wife was so active, Darcy didn't seem to want to end the kiss.

"Um……"

"If you weren't really that sleepy..."

"Oh dear..."

Before Elizabeth had time to appreciate the meaning of her husband's words, the warm palm had already sneaked into the hem of her nightdress.

"Actually, Mr. Darcy is not so unreasonable. At least he entertained us very thoughtfully, didn't he? And Miss Darcy, we haven't seen each other for a month, but she is getting more and more generous and beautiful, with such a charming smile. Even Darcy Mrs. Xi, well, I admit that she is much more decent than her sisters, so there is nothing worthy of criticism, are you right, Lancer, Ivy?"

Since leaving Pemberley, Mrs. Sulton has been rambling excitedly along the way. She feels that through this exchange, the distance between the Sulton family and Pemberley has been greatly shortened. close at hand.

"Lance, you did a great job. Although Miss Darcy's piano is not as good as Ivy's, but you encouraged her in time, which is enough for her to be grateful. Do you know that young girls are right for her? Courageous men are usually full of affection, listen boy, next you have to—"

Mrs. Sulton finally realized that something was wrong. The more she talked, the more excited she became, but she couldn't get a single word of response from the three people around her!

Mr. Sulton, who was extremely sleepy, was already snoring loudly. Lancer and his father were sitting side by side, leaning against the other side wall, looking at the empty roof, with a gentle smile on his lips. What do you think about?

"Hey, Ivy, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Shalton was surprised again when she turned her head to see her daughter's expression.

Miss Sulton, who was sitting opposite Lanser, turned her face to the car window, but she could still feel her cheeks tightened, the corners of her mouth pressed down, her pointed eyebrows raised high, and she looked angry.

What's going on here? From stepping into Pemberley Manor to saying goodbye to Mr. Darcy's family, didn't Ivy always be friendly, full of laughter, and had a very happy chat with Mr. Darcy?