They all call me master.

Chapter 895 That incident

Chapter 895 That Thing I

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Under the fountain, the accumulated water in the pool began to shake violently.

Mrs. Smith's image turned into layer upon layer of ripples, making the entire figure wrinkled and blurred.

There is no doubt that Mrs. Smith is angry.

It can even be said that it is extremely angry.

But the more this happened, the more at ease Arthur felt.

because--

He found the key point.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith love each other, but they love each other so much that they have no idea about each other's past experiences.

Arthur had no intention of getting involved.

This is the other couple’s business.

And he?

He is just an ordinary person who simply displays the charm of words in the name of a psychic.

Just like a brother and a brother.

Looks the same.

But it has completely different meanings.

After all, one is a noun and the other is a verb.

Of course, Arthur's words have not yet reached such a level of perfection.

It wasn't that Arthur couldn't tell.

It was Keely who couldn't express it.

You know, Keely is just a dog.

And can't speak.

But Kelly also has his own temper. Facing the angry Mrs. Smith, Kelly jumped onto the fountain like a dog and kicked his legs away.

Before the urine column was dispersed, I heard——

"and many more!"

Mrs. Smith exclaimed.

Arthur took the opportunity to stop Kiley.

Of course, Keely obeyed Arthur's orders, but there was a unique sense of contempt in the look he gave Mrs. Smith in the pond.

It means looking down upon something and also looking down upon it.

The whole Husky's face revealed a meaning of "Who do you think you are if you don't even dare to take my dog urine?"

Mrs. Smith was going mad.

She could guarantee that if she were still Him, she would skin the death hound.

She had seen the Death Hounds more than once.

She was well aware of how difficult this creature was to deal with.

During the Seven Years' War, these hounds were the best scouts and excellent sentinels.

However, none of this matters.

What’s important is that the death hound in front of her is clearly only of a very low level, but it has an air of arrogance that even high-level death hounds don’t have.

Especially the attitude shown by the former 'God of Streams and Springs' towards her...

'Sure enough, 'Death' never left.

This bastard must be hiding in the dark, quietly observing everything.

Then, take control of everything!
just like……

Same as during the Seven Years' War!

Mrs. Smith thought of her experiences during the Seven Years' War and the different atmosphere in Neiwan now, and she immediately regretted it.

Why come to Neiwan?
Should have gone to South Los.

If all else fails, Siddiq Fort is also a good choice.

'Damn it, why did I choose Neiwan...

etc! '

Suddenly Mrs. Smith thought of something.

Immediately, the lady stared at Keely in front of her with sharp eyes.

Kili did not feel uncomfortable at all under such sharp gaze.

He raised his hind paw to scratch his ear, then tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.

However, Mrs. Smith no longer cared about these things at this time.

She took a deep breath.

“Everyone knows that you are the winner of that war, but many beings also know that you did not achieve your goal because of that guy’s interference.

So, from that time on, you started planning again. Even the "Neiwan Sword Competition" that I heard about should have been arranged by you. The guest who first mentioned this matter... No!
Of course the other person cannot be yours.

You're not that stupid.

You will follow the arrangement that I heard, so that the other party will also hear this incident accidentally, which is in line with your characteristic of making arrangements quietly. "

Arthur narrowed his eyes when he heard the other party's words.

Troublemaker?
Another unexpected gain!
''Death'' has not done its full job.

That's really great!'

The young psychic expressed his delight at this.

Because only the "death" that has not done its best will come back.

Only then can it match everything he is showing now.

Tell Gilly to keep raising his paw.

I need you to do something.

Mrs. Smith snorted coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction, but did not say any words of objection.

When she chose to contact the other party actively, she knew that she would be used by this bastard again.

but,
What else can be done?

Just like this bastard said, she is no longer a person, she has a husband.

Her husband is her weak spot.

If it wasn't for Smith, when she saw this bastard, she would have killed him even if it meant her death and eternal damnation.

Even if we can't kill him, we must make sure this bastard doesn't have an easy time.

But with Smith, she just hoped that the bastard would not notice her and her husband.

Observing the lady's expression through Kelly's vision, Arthur nodded secretly with great satisfaction.

The other party loved her husband much more than he imagined.

Of course, the same goes for Mr. Smith.

Love is about running towards each other.

If one person is still and the other moves violently, that is not love, that is sex.

Although love can be done, people are not made of iron. There will always be times when they get tired. When you are tired, the voices in your ears are "three seconds is already very impressive" and "Is it okay? Why don't you take some medicine?" The feeling is completely different, especially when you have already taken the medicine and still this happens.

Sadness always flows like a river, doesn't it?
Arthur knew nothing about these things.

He heard it overheard when he was eating skewers with the fat man and a gray-haired guy next to him was complaining to another bald guy.

The elder brother shouted indignantly at the time.

"I've already worked overtime, what else does she want?"

Arthur clearly remembered the grievance and dissatisfaction on the eldest brother's face.

Just like Mrs. Smith in front of us.

There are also similar grievances and dissatisfactions.

However, Arthur would never be like that fat man, who was filled with gossip and would openly prick up his ears and listen.

Him?

I would order a skewer of grilled whole loin and give it to that big brother.

Then, pour your brother another glass of wine and listen carefully.

He pays more attention to details.