[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

The first victory of Chapter 10 Black-bellied Baozi!

"Miss Bennet..."

"Ah?" Jane, immersed in the whimsy of "going to church to burn incense is really a man", couldn't help herself, as if awakened from a deep sleep, she weakly rubbed her blue eyes with thick eyelashes.

Blonde beauties usually don't have such blue eyes.Against the golden hair, the blue eyes were often like pale gray glass beads, cast with a transparent light shadow.

But the hazy, dreamy blue eyes in front of him were not.They are faint blue and sparkling, like the endless clear sky on the top of the Alps, like the clear blue ocean on the coast of Mexico...

Looking at those blue eyes, it was like being immersed in a blue dream... Mr. Darcy forgot the purpose of calling her for a moment.

"Are you going to ask me why I came back?"

"Yes, that's right, Miss Bennet." He would not admit that he was greatly relieved.

"Then tell you the truth, Mr. Darcy," those blue eyes suddenly moved closer, narrowed into crescent moons, and you don't even need to look down at the curvature of her mouth to know that the owner of these eyes must be smiling for granted , Incomparably brilliant, "—I forgot!"

Mr. Darcy also squinted his eyes, as if blinded by the sunlight.

Later, this young woman with long hair golden yellow than hay, eyes brighter than the sky, and a smile brighter than the sun suddenly disappeared from his life without warning, just like she had no clue. Like the ominous break-in.

At that time, Mr. Darcy suddenly discovered that the subtle heartbeat and the satisfaction of happiness came quietly in such an inconspicuous and ordinary moment in an afternoon that was completely indistinguishable from usual.

"Since we can't think of what to do, let's go for a walk on horseback!"

If Mr. Darcy's countenance had never been so pleasing to the eye, it was at once utterly unpleasing to the eye upon hearing this proposal.

——He recalled the tragic experience of two people sharing a horse and being "in the arms" of a young lady.

"Are you sure you won't get lost again, Miss Bennet?" Then he started the british spitting mode with ease.

"I prepared a compass this time, Mr. Darcy." Jane blinked her eyes, a thin finger like a dueling ivory pistol, aiming at the only man in front of her casually but with incomparable precision.

Fitzwilliam Tsundere Darcy suddenly felt a pain in his knee.

Mr. Darcy rode in front, and Jane followed behind to admire his refreshing back.

The tall top hat is buttoned on the top of the head, and the double-breasted British dress is not as straight as steel plates that are required by later generations.The upper body is tights, and the jacket can't even cover the navel, so I can only rely on the shirt inside to help me a little.The hem at the back looks like a mermaid skirt on a red carpet.

Men's clothing at the beginning of the nineteenth century was indeed unflattering.She could not help imagining Mr. Darcy in his uniform.

I really want to take it off... The premise is that I must not think about that serious and arrogant face down to the bone.

To subdue the tempter... that's enough!She still prefers gentle and considerate young people, such as Mr. Bingley's slender and bright appearance...

Stop it, YY's own future brother-in-law will be cast aside.

They rode on without saying a word, and Darcy occasionally said a sentence to break the tacit silence that permeated the two.

Even if he has nothing to say, Bingshan Darcy is as cold as ever, with blunt words and stiff manners...serious and serious, like a rock under the Antarctic ice sheet.

Jane really doesn't know, is it worse to talk nonsense and talk endlessly, or to be as serious as ice and smile?

After Mr. Darcy realized the seriousness of the situation, he finally kept his mouth shut honestly and quietly, so as not to spoil the atmosphere by opening his mouth.

So Jane enjoyed a whole afternoon of quiet time without talking or socializing.

As for whether Mr. Darcy has enjoyed it... Baozi said that he couldn't tell why from that pale face like a wax figure.

After bidding farewell to Fitzwilliam Wax Darcy, she had to continue to accept the 360° all-round attack from Mr. Collins, who wished to become the back spirit and tentacle monster, and had to continue to refresh her understanding of the word "stupid". Know the lower limit.

Elizabeth has a pair of beautiful eyes that are good at spotting stupid things. She has perfectly inherited Mr. Bennet's mantle. She is naturally good at collecting material and turning it into sharp and beneficial jokes.

Different from her sister's black eyes, Jane's soft sky blue eyes are better at discovering the good points of others and understanding differences in ideas and positions.

Including when confronting the real Mr. Stupid Collins.

——In other words, this idiot is really sympathetic. Even if his skull is cut open and his brain is reorganized, it may not make his synapses closer to a normal person by one nanometer.

So much so that she had to suspect that such an insanely stupid idiot would grow up to be 25 years old with no diseases or disasters, his body fat made him look like a fat-bodied exploiting class, and he happily served as a life mentor (… ... pastor) positions!

Spare the faithful of your parish!They are God's people!They are innocent!

If Mr. Collins happens not to be an undercover agent sent by aliens to destroy the earth, then—Jane Austen, in fact, in the tragic world of Pride and Prejudice, the one with the thickest halo is actually Mr. Collins, right?

——How much do you love him, so that this Collins monster, whose IQ and EQ are at the bottom of the food chain, has survived without incident?

The giant monster whose thinking is not in the universe at all follows Jane every step of the way, self-righteous and courteous, wishing to smile his fat face like a chrysanthemum in full bloom in autumn...

Jane said she had been made to cry by Mr Collins.

"Dear cousin Jane, I must say that your beautiful blond hair is like that of the honorable Mrs. Catherine's family..." In order to show intimacy, Mr. Collins tried several times, and finally overcame the obstacle of his stomach and bent down reluctantly, and whispered in Jane's ear. He opened his mouth wide open.This is the third time in the short but long quarter of an hour that No.20 praised her hair with an aria.

Finally, after the last stamina was ruthlessly trampled, Baozi stuffing was completely blackened.

Jane, who has 20 years of Baozi career, realized for the first time that in the face of alien creatures like the Collins giant monster, those who forbear, retreat, avoid and sacrifice must become floating clouds.

But being black doesn't mean being cool, handsome and domineering with a wicked smile and domineering sideways. Baozi has his own way of doing things.

"Would you like to go for a walk with me on the lawn at the other end of the garden, dear cousin? This grove is very beautiful. If Lady Catherine sees it, she will appreciate how wild it is." Jane lowered her eyes, The smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle and shy.

Lowering your eyelids is a must-have safety measure.

Who else would dare to look directly at the chrysanthemum face with a silly smile and the piercing bloody mouth, except for two equally wonderful ladies (Mrs. Bennet and Mrs. Catherine)?Who dares? !

"I'm happy to serve you... No, no, it's my honor..." Mr. Collins, who was dazzled by the infinitely inflated joy and vanity, stammered to express his intentions, and couldn't be more stupid.

Mr. Collins, you have made your cousin, who was crying stupidly, give birth to the illusion of "Hey, this giant monster looks like a stupid and cute sample!"...

Jane lowered her eyelashes, folded her hands in front of her belly, walked gracefully and lightly, and looked gentle and shy. She possessed all the virtues that Mrs. Catherine told him should be possessed by a lady...at least Mr. Collins currently thinks so.

If he knew Jane's true thoughts, he would definitely have a weak and helpless face of "my cousin is so scary" and would not hesitate to jump three feet high to escape from Langbourne, wishing Hermes possessed ( If he remembers Hermes' skills).

They walked through the gray brick back door onto a cobbled path through the grass.

Even Mr. Collins, blinded by joy (has he?), did not forget to admire how small and delicate the gray stone bricks are, and how interesting the path of leaves and weeds is, though not as much as Rosings Manor OOXX ...

"You are such an interesting and noble person, dear cousin..." Jane lowered her eyelashes, looking at him out of the corner of her eye.

Beautiful Cousin Jane looks so shy!Mr. Collins's foolish heart was agitated, and ecstasy at her earnest compliments.

Actually... the lowered eyelids are just to prevent the sight of his chrysanthemum face from spitting out - "interesting and noble", it has almost made Jane sick.

The truth is always cruel. ——The God of Time Travel who silently praised BY.

"I have a secret, dear cousin...you are so noble, kind, and compassionate...I can't help being the first to share it with you." She lowered her head more tenderly and shyly, twisting her fingers There seemed to be a hint of uneasiness leaking out.

"As a priest, your secrets will always be safe with me, dear cousin." His fat body moved closer, and Jane felt that all sunlight was blocked by the behemoth in front of her eyes.

"You promise?" Jian Jiao asked angrily, trying to hold back the urge to rush to the pool and vomit.

"I swear to God!" Mr. Collins's plump body tightly wrapped in a black coat showed a trace of solemnity that did not insult his work.

"Well... a kind gentleman has proposed to me, dear cousin, but I don't love him... I'm at a loss, can you give me some advice as to what I should do? "Jane lowered her head like a shy water lily.

"Of course, I am willing to serve my most beautiful cousin... What? Marriage proposal? Who?" The Collins troll made an extremely discordant, hog-killing cry.

It seems to be quite cute.Think weakly.

"He was a [noble gentleman] who rose to the top, and a [respected] son ​​of heaven. I thought I was totally unworthy of him, but he didn't mind that I was only a squire's daughter, and would rather [condescend] Will you marry me...cousin? Cousin Collins?"

"I'm sorry, Cousin Jane...I...I...I suddenly remembered something...I'm really sorry, please forgive me..."

Looking at the back of Mr. Collins fleeing in a hurry, a kind of pleasure of "running with joy" arises spontaneously.

Sometimes, straightforward rejection or violent crushing is not the best way to solve the problem, conspiracy is~

Baozi, who played a bit of cleverness and didn't even touch the side of the conspiracy, thought he was possessed by a traitor concubine.