Autor: Qingqing Zijin 05 Máquina traductora
Then, she saw Mr. Smith stick his hand into his hair. He looked like he was in extreme pain.
All of this was within Jian Xiaomo's expectations. She had seen Mr. Smith several times. She could see the painful expression on his face, and he was often alone. He did not have a terrible personal life like Mrs. Smith had said.
From that moment on, she had already begun to suspect.
At that moment, she heard Mr. Smith mumble "I've been in disguise for more than ten years. I'm very famous in our country and even abroad. I used to be proud of myself, but ever since I met my wife a month ago, I realized that my disguise skills are so terrible. In front of my wife, it's just child's play. "
When Mr. Smith said this, there was a bitter smile on his face, and he seemed to be immersed in his memories.
Jian Xiaomo felt that Mr. Smith's words were completely self-deprecating. She thought that she had heard from long Chenjue that Mr. Smith's disguise skills were very high. Many people came here because of his reputation, including them.
Jian Xiaomo had also seen Mr. Smith in the past few days. She had thought that this place was a tourist attraction. Many people who spoke different languages came here to travel. Now she realized that they were here to disguise Mr. Smith.
It was not hard to imagine how good Mr. Smith was at disguising himself.
She was just curious. She had seen how calm Mr. Smith and his wife were. She had thought that they had been married for a long time. They were like an old married couple. Who knew that they had only been married for a month.
After being married for a month, Jian Xiaomo could not figure out the way they were getting along.
Wasn't a newly married person sweet and sweet? Not only did Mrs. Smith Not Pester her husband, she had even pestered long Chenjue.
Mr. Smith's face continued to glow as he spoke in a low voice "I once saw my wife change her appearance. Her skills were so superb that I felt inferior to her. At that time, I was already in love with her. I felt that I had waited for so many years, and finally, the other half of my life had arrived. What I wanted was the other half that I would admire for the rest of my life, and not the admiration of everyone. "
As Mr. Smith spoke, a look of disdain appeared on his face.
When Jian Xiaomo heard these words, she was even more certain of what she was thinking. Mr. Smith was an infatuated person, and it was not Mrs. Smith who was exaggerating the truth. However, Jian Xiaomo suddenly could not understand Why did Mrs. Smith exaggerate the truth and make her husband sound so terrible? Could it be that Mrs. Smith had a purpose.
What was the purpose.
Mr. Smith's gaze was looking into the distance at this time. It was completely empty and unfocused. His entire mind was still immersed in his memories. He continued to say "So when she suddenly proposed to me, " Mr. Smith's eyes shone as he looked at Jian Xiaomo. "It was she who proposed to me, not me who proposed to her. "
Jian Xiaomo listened in a daze.
Mr. Smith's expression was completely infatuated. His entire body trembled. One could imagine how excited he was at that time.
Mr. Smith continued, "when my wife proposed to me, I was completely dumbfounded. I couldn't believe it. I didn't dare to imagine that such an outstanding woman that I admired would propose to me. "
Mr. Smith was extremely excited. However, his expression gradually became absent-minded. He muttered, "I always thought that she proposed to me because of a phone call. In the past, she was completely indifferent to me. "