How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

Stan shook his head, like Tony was a little kid, and spread his hands, "Look, there are so many flowers in this garden, look at that woman, take a good look at her legs and breasts, that must be a Victoria's Secret lingerie model, go talk to her, she will definitely be willing to go home with you, and then you can lie down on your huge bed and do something comfortable together, how about it?"

"Sounds good," Tony pouted, "but you know, sometimes we want a change. I've been fooling around with Victoria's Secret models for months."

You also know it's fooling around!Stan gritted his teeth in his heart, but he still had the elder's expression of "I'm really worried about you".

"Okay, okay, how about that waiter over there? Such brilliant blonde hair, I bet if it was in-"

"I don't like blondes." Tony cut off Stein's earnest pimp-tip decisively.

"You don't like blondes?" Stan looks like someone just told him the sun is square and most men in this world have only one ball.

"At least not tonight." Tony shrugged shamelessly.

"Does it have to be him?" Stan put his hand on his forehead, "God, please Tony, find someone else, I just talked to Sharpe about injecting money into the foundation, we are selling arms, we need a good name .”

"So I decided to please him further from another angle." Tony was unwilling to give up, which surprised Obi. Usually when he really spoke to Tony in a begging tone, the stubborn playboy would always compromise, using his brain and It's not that the second child controls this body, but today's trick doesn't seem to be very easy to use.

"The last time you slept with a female reporter from the New York Times, she wrote a long commentary criticizing Stark Industries the next day."

"Didn't Pepper help you out? The stock didn't drop a penny. I don't know what you can complain about."

"The last time you slept with the daughter of the head of the Sancai Society in Japan, and you refused to marry him, Sancai Society even cut off the supply of our core motor parts."

"And I invented another substitute within a week, which is cheaper, more convenient, and most importantly, I can produce it myself." Tony replied nonchalantly, and quickly stopped Stan's next bombing, "Dear Obi , let's not always talk about things in the past, maybe I found the right one this time and decided to settle down?"

"The Right One?" Stan snorted. "Settlement?"

"That's right," Tony continued to say shamelessly, "We just met for the first time, and I felt that he seemed familiar. Maybe this is the arrangement of fate."

He drank the wine in one gulp, handed the glass to a blonde beauty who came over to strike up a conversation with him, turned his head and gave Stan a smirk: "Sorry, excuse me, I'm going to have a bath with my soul mate , bless us."

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Thomas Sharp: Douson's role in "Crimson Peak"

☆、Ch.9.mylord

Obaday Stein was very wise, he didn't pin his hopes on Tony at all, he was about to break his mouth and it was useless at all, which showed that Master Stark was determined this time.He just hoped that the prudent Baron Sharp would be more restrained and not be dazzled by that playboy, but unfortunately, this little wish was not fulfilled——in the middle of the reception, the two They made excuses and walked out of the gate one after the other. They couldn't wait to get into the same car, and then got involved in the car.

"So urgent?" Loki teased in a lazy tone on purpose, casually responding to Tony's kiss. Although he was kissed comfortably and wanted to move on to the next step quickly, teasing Tony was still a very difficult task. Interesting things, he doesn't want to waste them.

"God, for someone who has been waiting for more than ten years, this is not a rush at all-take it off! Come on!" Tony urged incoherently, almost tearing the suit off Loki, The enamel button was stretched and flew out, hitting the raised baffle with a dull sound.

Loki suddenly felt that this Tony was very cute, so he pulled him closer, and then swallowed the other's tongue.

The two kissed for 3 minutes with enough force to swallow each other alive before barely separating. Tony was out of breath, and Loki licked his lips contentedly, and began to peel off Tony's pants. body, but froze because of Loki's next movement.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Tony pushed Loki away, raised his hand and made a stop gesture, with an extremely serious attitude, "We need to have a good discussion on this issue."

Loki raised an eyebrow.

"You want to be on top?" he said, as if amused by the thought of a mortal trying to control a god?

"That's right." Tony said very imposingly. Perhaps he is the only one in the world with such a thick skin. He can still be so arrogant when he is stripped of his whole body except for a tie. His tone and demeanor can make a congressional speech. up.

"No." Loki was still smiling, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, and Tony was not to be outdone. The two looked at each other fiercely, as if there was some deep hatred between them that could not be resolved.

They just stared at me, and I stared at you for a while, then swallowed almost at the same time, and threw themselves back on each other.

In the front seat of the car, the driver Happy continued to drive calmly, humming a little song, and listening to various sounds from the rear seat—yes, although the fender was lowered, the sound insulation effect Obviously not that good, of course, this is not the first time the boss has messed around in the car, he has long been used to it, it's all about listening to AV, it's no big deal.

Oh, by the way, this time it's GV, please correct me a little bit.

"Why are your fingers so long?" Tony's mumbled voice came, as if something had been stuffed into his mouth, maybe it was the other person's tongue, or maybe it was some other part, Happy guessed in his heart—— etc!This is not the point, the point is "fingers", and "long"?Maybe things are not as he imagined...

"You think it's long? That's fine, they'll make you comfortable later—" Another satin-smooth voice coaxed flirtatiously, "Hey, sit on my lap."

Happy's eyes widened suddenly, and then he regained his composure.Well, he hadn't heard of Master Stark getting fucked by someone, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get fucked as a millionaire, and he was Tony Stark's driver, so he was calm.

but--

"Okay, just this once," Tony panted, and then they were quiet for a while, maybe not really quiet, just some noises that Happy couldn't hear.

"Fu~k!" This was Tony's voice. Happy, who was pricking up his ears to eavesdrop, was trembling with fright. He didn't know that his boss had the potential to be a tenor.

"No, Honey, we have to take our time—"

"Damn it, Jonathan, you—"

"Shh, you're calling me the wrong person, baby, I'm so pissed—now, call me Lord—"

"Don't even think about it, you megalomaniac! I wouldn't call you that!"

"Really? I said you'd—how about we make a bet?"

"Bet? Great, I like betting the most!"

Although Happy was not invited to participate in this bet, he still made a bet secretly in his heart. Tony is a guy with super self-esteem, he will not bow to someone casually, but on the other hand, this guy There is always no lower limit at this time, well, it is normal for men to have no lower limit at this time, so...

"Mylord, please..."

Happy, who was determined to stay calm, was finally shocked. He was not shocked by Tony's compromise, but by the voice he made.It was a broken voice that was almost hoarse, as if a traveler who had been abandoned in the middle of the Sahara for three whole days saw a spring and was full of longing.

The excessive shock had bad consequences-Happy's brain could no longer focus on controlling the steering wheel, and the poor Rolls-Royce rushed straight towards the street trees beside the road.Fortunately, at the critical moment, his instinct as a professional veteran driver brought him back to his senses, he turned the steering wheel quickly, and the front of the car made a sharp turn, thus avoiding the tragedy.

"Boom", just as Happy breathed a sigh of relief, there was a heavy impact on the fender behind him, followed by Tony's painful moan, "Damn, my head-Happy! What are you doing?" What!"

"I'm sorry, boss!" Happy apologized insincerely. Anyway, Tony wouldn't really be interested in listening to himself, and if it wasn't for his quick response, the police would probably find two naked bodies at the scene of the car accident— —He saved Stark Industries' reputation, and the public eye.

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Tony was tired, but also comfortable, usually in the morning after such a sex, he will go to the lab and continue to tinker with his experiments - if your head is completely dizzy all night When the machine crashes, it will turn very fast and the efficiency will be particularly high.

But today he doesn't want to get up very much, especially when someone kisses the back of his neck from behind.

"I'd like some scones, would you like it?" Thomas' voice came, and Tony suspected that none of the new audio-visuals he bought were as good as this man's.

He wanted to answer, "I don't eat breakfast, I just drink coffee", but those small kisses were too comfortable, so he just hummed a few times at random, and then replied reflexively, "yes, mylord"-this sentence He didn't know how many times he was forced to yell that last night, until his voice became hoarse.

Baron Sharp seemed to chuckle, and then the bed sank and bounced up again.Tony thought for a while, and decided to sleep for a while, until the aroma of food made him twitch his nose unconsciously.

"Jarvis, the light is 60%," he said, stretched out his hand and scratched his red buttocks, sat up from the bed in a weird posture, and stood up again after being slightly awake, ignoring the lying on the ground Instead of underpants, he directly took the suit and trousers that were hung on the lamp post of the floor lamp, and walked into the kitchen following the aroma.

God, he actually had a kitchen!Although he only used the small lounge outside and the coffee machine next to the lounge, the kitchen really existed, and his Baron was standing there.

——Thomas Sharp, the long-legged handsome man, the executive director of the charity foundation, the man who just slept with him last night, is well-dressed and holding a frying pan, carefully filling the plate with scones, hair as charming as the night Combing back neatly, he looked up at Tony's voice, sliding him from head to toe with those magical green eyes.

Tony swallowed involuntarily.

"Did you really make stone of destiny (the origin of scones, please refer to Baidu Encyclopedia for details)?" He strolled over, leaned over to Rocky, and pretended to look at the plate in his hand.

"Want some?" Loki picked up a small piece with his fingers and brought it to Tony's mouth.

"Of course," Tony readily agreed, but he didn't reach out to take it, but leaned over and took the scones and Loki's fingers into his mouth together.

"You still want me to fill your ass?" Loki put his arms around Tony's waist and carried him to the cooking table with ease.

"I said, just that one time," Tony emphasized, but his tone was far less determined than last night, and when Loki unzipped his zipper and started to work magic with those nimble fingers, he was completely desperate. up.

Just when Tony thought he was going to have a blast, a short, high-pitched scream came from the kitchen door.The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw a dumbfounded little pepper standing there with documents scattered all over the floor.

Fortunately, Miss Secretary is a woman with an extremely strong heart. She immediately adjusted her expression, bent down and began to pack the documents, allowing Tony to use this time to stuff back the things that Loki had just taken out.

"Sorry, the floor is a bit slippery, I almost slipped just now," she said tactfully. "And—good morning, gentlemen."

"Morning, Pepper," Tony said, jumping off the cooking table, moving his legs uncomfortably, secretly dissatisfied with his tailor - these suit pants are so damn decent, they squeeze him very uncomfortable.

"Morning, beautiful lady," Loki greeted with a smile, then walked to the washing table as a matter of course, turned on the faucet to wash off the unknown liquid on his hands, and then took the coat on the back of the chair, "I think I have other things to do, so I have to go."

He kissed Tony on the cheek, a bit like a working husband kissing his stay-at-home wife goodbye, and nodded to Pepper, ready to leave.

"Byebye, honey!" Tony waved his hand with a smirk, gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, he knew what this guy was up to, he was using his current state, and wanted him to take the initiative to ask him to keep him, so as to gain the upper hand.Don't think about it!No matter what Baron you are, don't try to let Tony Stark back down again!He'd rather be miserable in the bathroom and jerk off with a gun than fall into his trap!

Pepper looked back and forth between the two of them, and then showed a professional smile to Loki, "The car is ready, it's just outside, the driver will take you wherever you want .”

"That's very thoughtful." Loki bowed politely to the lady, expressing his thanks.

Pepper shrugged, "It's nothing, you know that every bed partner of Tony can get the same treatment, he is so considerate, isn't it, Mr. Stark?"

☆、Ch.10. On IQ

"Do you have to mention my gossip?" After Loki left, Tony muttered to Pepper with some dissatisfaction, and then got ridiculed.

"After a night of spring dinner, you didn't chase people away?" Little Pepper put the document on the dining table, with one hand on his hip, "Complained that I mentioned your romantic history, and didn't go into the laboratory to fiddle with it, and even had breakfast—— Knowing that you never eat breakfast. So, the smartest man in the world is also obsessed with love?"

"Although I'm not a love expert, the signs you mentioned above don't mean that I have any other feelings for Thomas," Tony replied vaguely, chewing on a scone, "Would you like a piece?" He moved the plate to Thomas. Little Pepper pushed it away.

Pepper looked at the good-looking scones, then at Tony, as if evaluating which one was weirder.

"Why not?" She finally took a small piece and put it in her mouth without rubbing her delicate lip makeup. The unique sweetness of cereals instantly captured her taste buds.

"He's really a baron?" she couldn't believe it. "He can make scones like that from this kitchen!"

"He's British, of course he can make scones." Tony shrugged and replied casually.

"If you want to go further with him, it's best to ask Jarvis to help you investigate, that Mr. Baron looks a bit—dangerous—" Little Pepper reminded her friendly that she would not be bought by a scone, she My heart is still toward Tony.

"Got it, got it," still casually, but next—"remember to call the driver who took Thomas away later, and ask him to give him my private number."

"You want to give him your private number? The one that Jarvis is responsible for answering?" Pepper was really a little surprised this time.

"Hmm." Tony's eyes wandered, but he refused to meet Pepper's gaze, "Would you like coffee?" He talked left and right, wanting to shift the focus.

"No, thank you, I drank it before." Pepper replied quickly, she would not just fool around like this, "You never give your bed partner a private number, and you refuse to give them anything except money."

"You're talking too much today," Tony began to get angry, and added indiscriminately, "You're not very happy during your period, huh?"

Pepper sighed. She knew that this sudden aggressiveness meant that Tony didn't want to continue this topic. If the other party wanted to continue, he would use all kinds of vicious words to drive that person crazy.So she held out her hand, deciding to eat another scone instead of taking offense.

But then Tony suddenly spoke.

"I also ate a piece just now," he said inexplicably, Little Pepper looked at him curiously, not understanding why he emphasized this, and then—"I didn't wash my hands."

Pepper stared at Tony's hand for five seconds and let out a shriek that was sharper than when he saw the mosaic.

"You bastard!!" She wanted to spit out what she had eaten, she swore she had never touched that dick with her mouth, she was a traditional woman, she only had traditional sex with men.

"Don't overreact," Tony reassured his dear female secretary carelessly. "The piece you ate before didn't stick. Jarvis can testify—isn't it, Jarvis?"

Pepper didn't want to talk to him at all, the only thing she wanted to do now was to get out of here quickly.immediately!immediately!

"Yes, sir, I can testify that there is nothing wrong with the piece that Miss Pepper ate." The electronic butler's voice came from his head, elegant, but in Pepper's ears it was extremely dogleg.

"Jarvis, why didn't you tell me there was a naked man in the kitchen?"

"I think I've reminded you - sir is in the kitchen, very busy."

"Who would have known he was busy with this! I thought he was making coffee from the coffee machine instead of messing with another man and walking the bird!"

"I'm sorry ma'am for accidentally hurting your eyes."

"And the soul! The soul!"

Looking at Pepper's angry back, Tony showed a mischievous smirk, made himself a cup of coffee, and then picked up the plate of scones.

"You're all mine now," he said to the plate, and wandered downstairs to his work.

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Of course, Loki is not a good man at home. There is a reason why he cooks for Tony so graciously.

First, he personally craves scones, which is very important and should be mentioned first.The deliciousness of the food in the atrium really shocked the little prince of Asgard. Until now, he is still inconceivable that a group of lower creatures have such profound knowledge in food.

Second, based on his good upbringing, it is a decent behavior to cook something for the other party in the morning after passion.

Third, he wanted to get closer to Tony, not for the arms business of course—the information he had obtained from various sources showed the fact that Tony Stark was a rather weird person, and he never came up with common sense. Cards, as soon as you think about it, you can do it as soon as you like, and you can do whatever you want, which fully interprets the saying "to be rich is to be willful".

Loki likes this kind of person, they are always more interesting than other ants, but correspondingly, this kind of person is quite difficult to control, you can't accurately predict his next move, so if you choose "business partner" (Well, the word "use tools" should have been used instead), Rocky would still gladly choose Obaday Stan, because, as long as you hold the meaty bone he wants, he will definitely follow you obediently behind your ass, bowing your head and listening to your command.

Digging away, let's go back to the original question, which is "why does Rocky want to get closer to Tony".The answer is simple, because Loki wants to observe this unique human being up close, and a closer relationship is a prerequisite for close observation.

The first time Loki came back to the atrium was before BC. At that time, he was quite dismissive of human weapons. Those cold weapons that still bear the imprint of primitive people are just toys for them to kill each other, which is impossible Hurt a god.

For a long time since then, human beings have been stagnant in this regard. Firearms look powerful, but they are just upgraded products of bows and arrows, which still cannot arouse Loki's interest. Slightly put away the underestimation of those low-level creatures, and barely raised them from bacteria to the height of ants.

Another scientific achievement that makes Loki have to take a high look at humans is artificial intelligence.Before seeing robots, Loki never thought that he could create a living body through methods other than procreation, but those little humans actually thought of it, and even achieved unheard of results, and Tony Stark just happened to At the forefront of this path is his ubiquitous electronic butler Jarvis.

"Sir, Mr. Sharp is here." Amidst the noisy electronic sounds of the underground laboratory, Jarvis's standard British accent sounded over Tony's head.

"Got it, got it," Tony said, absent-mindedly, as he was trying to finish the half-finished product in his hand, "let him—let him come to me."

Loki followed Jarvis' instructions into the laboratory, and saw a messy workbench that looked like the ruins of a battle of the gods.

"I suggest you go back first," Tony raised his head among a pile of iron plates and wires that looked like sundries, took time out of his busy schedule to glance at Loki, and then quickly buried it back again, "I I have to stay in the laboratory all day today, but I don't have time to accompany you."

"It's okay," Loki shrugged, leaning lazily on Tony's workbench, "I'm free, I can stay with you."

"Then you'll be bored," Tony, "because I guess you probably don't know anything about everything here, no offense."

Loki didn't feel offended.

"That's just right, you can explain it to me," he said, and pointed at something Tony was working on. "What is this?"

Tony is a little impatient, he has never tried to be with another person at work, even Pepper doesn't stay in his lab for long, he likes to fight alone, but he can't offend Thomas too much —he still wants to sleep with him.

So, Tony played a trick, and he began to introduce the work at hand to Rocky in a quick and dry manner, with a lot of professional vocabulary mixed in, which is enough to make 80.00% of non-professionals and more than [-]% of professionals understand It was regarded as a babbling flow of speech, and when he was dizzy, he thought of retreating.

But Tony didn't know that the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary person, but a god, a very, very smart god.

Therefore, after listening to Tony's long speech, Rocky did not hesitate at all, but touched his chin with great interest.

"I think that's what you mean." He straightened out his train of thought for a while, and then began to repeat most of what Tony just said in a simple but precise language, with some Many vivid metaphors.

At first, Tony was still indifferent to Loki's retelling, but halfway through hearing it, he was already so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. It wasn't until after Loki finished speaking that he slowly closed his dropped jaw.

"Are you actually a graduate of MIT?" He asked with wide eyes, "Maybe I have to be on guard against you, or my experimental secrets will be stolen." To be honest, Tony didn't worry about this at all before. , because he is confident that few people can understand his research, so after seeing Rocky's amazing comprehension ability, he dare not make such a guarantee.

Loki flashed a smile with eight teeth and was pleased with Tony's reaction.

"No, as a baron who is destined to inherit the title, I will not go to university, but invite tutors to come and teach in the castle," he replied, pointing to the scattered circuit boards on the table, "Of course I won't learn These."

"Then what do you study?" Tony was very curious about what kind of education could produce such a wonderful thing as Thomas.

"Literature, mathematics, music, painting, fencing, fighting, riding, and management. These are relatively basic courses," Loki replied. Most of the lessons are not of interest, but instead focus on teasing the teacher, but his teasing methods have never been as high-level, interesting and without trace as Rocky.

"So, when can an artist and a scientist communicate smoothly? Has the world changed?"

"There is always only one truth," Loki said of course, "but the paths leading to it are different."

Tony pouted, disapproving of Loki's words, until the other party gave an excellent suggestion on the internal arrangement of the quadrotor's energy furnace.

"Wow, how did you know it should be arranged like this?" Tony tried it out, and found that it could increase the energy efficiency by [-]%, and he couldn't help but admire Loki.

"From an aesthetic point of view, the doors should be arranged like this." Loki raised his chin slightly, "How about it, great scientist, do you still dare to look down on art?"

☆、Ch.11. Doubt

For the intimacy between Tony and Rocky, which develops rapidly like a rocket, two people are keenly vigilant. One is Obadie Stan, an ambitious careerist with ulterior motives and secret calculations, and the other is Tony. The conscientious secretary, Miss Pepper.

"Mr. Sharp, I don't mean to offend, but I've heard a lot about you and Tony recently." Stan raised his hand with a cigar and waved at the black market arms dealer sitting opposite him, "In view of Master Stark's Past love history and our good relationship, I think I must..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Stein," the man in front of him said, and Loki knew what he was thinking, "No one can destroy the cooperative relationship we have established, and everyone knows that Tony Stark is just a nominal director Sir, he is essentially an inventor and doesn't know how to properly run a large enterprise, you are the true emperor of Stark Industries."

Stan relished the subtle compliment, and he relaxed, leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath on his cigar, determined to try again.

"It's a pity, I thought there would be a deeper bond between the two of you." He shrugged, seeming a little lost, and Loki of course knew it was just acting, "But I also asked Tony, he seems I also think that you are just a bed partner relationship."

After finishing speaking, he carefully observed Loki's expression, and was satisfied to find that the other party was not depressed at all, but sighed lazily.

"Mr. Stan," Loki said slowly, "Although you seem to like this topic very much, I have to say that it is really inappropriate for us to discuss this kind of issue at this time."

"It's really rude, look, I forgot the business." Stan replied casually, grabbed the pen on the table and signed the contract at hand, and Loki also signed his copy, and the two exchanged. , sign again for confirmation.

"If I remember correctly, this is the third time we have cooperated." Loki handed the contract to the deputy next to him for safekeeping, stood up and extended his hand to Stan, "Have a nice cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Stan also stood up and held out his hand.

They shook hands, and both smiled knowingly.

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For peppers, the problem is much more complicated.

It is undoubtedly a good thing for the secretary to have a regular partner for the playful boss. At least she doesn't have to put on a cold face every morning and drive out the men and women that Tony has used up. But as Tony's friend, she doesn't think Thomas Sharp is suitable. s Choice.

This is a man who is handsome, decent, humorous, rich, well-educated, with outstanding abilities, smart enough to talk about science with Tony, and good enough to talk about art with himself, but how could such a man be possible? Like Tony?

Well, she really didn't mean Tony is bad, although her boss is a famous playboy, scientific madman, warmonger (in other people's mouth, Pepper reserves his opinion on this), megalomaniac and narcissist (which is true Yes), but he is actually a very nice guy, but the problem is that he is not suitable for the baron who is always polite.

One likes rock music that represents the trend of the times, one likes classical music that carries a heavy history; one manufactures and sells weapons, one is dedicated to public welfare and charity; one is an upstart in the style of "I am rich and I am the boss" (no offense, but Tony It's easy to leave such an impression on people, of course Pepper doesn't think so), one is an elegant aristocrat who seems to have stepped out of a Shakespeare play, no matter how you look at it, there are two worlds.

Pepper always believed that if Tony really fell in love with someone at first sight, it must be congenial - the narcissistic Narcissus saw his own mirror image, so he couldn't wait to pounce on him and plunged into love.So she couldn't understand at all how Baron Sharp had captured the playboy.

Maybe this British gentleman is not as harmless as he appears, but a super villain with a deep secret.

But then again, she wouldn't be too surprised if Thomas Sharp is a guy with evil intentions-it can't be helped, after all, Tony Stark has never had any healthy hobbies, he likes coffee, likes All kinds of alcohol, and also like junk food such as pizza, burgers, and donuts. Baron Sharp is his next bad habit.

Pepper feels that the only thing he can do now is to give Tony a hand from time to time, so as not to let him sink deeper and deeper without knowing it.So she launched a surprise attack after Tony sent His Excellency the Baron who had spent the night into the car.

"When will you get married?" Pepper asked.

"What?" Tony turned his head and asked, he really didn't hear clearly, he was busy waving at the Rolls Royce just now.

Pepper heaved a long sigh.

"I'm asking, when are you and Thomas Sharp planning to get married?" She patiently repeated the question just now, and was satisfied to see that Tony was frightened.

"Married?" His eyes widened. "No, I'm not married. I'm only in my thirties. I haven't played enough. I like to be alone, you know-free."

Pepper raised his chin at the Rolls-Royce that had already driven away, and retorted unceremoniously: "Stay alone? Then what is he? An extra-large huggable bear or a full-scale inflatable doll?"

Tony spread his hands pretending to be innocent.

"We are bedmates, and only bedmates," he said earnestly, speaking slowly, as if Pepper was a primary school student, and he had to be patient to explain the truth to her, "Thomas and those who used to People are not the same, understand?"

"Yeah, it's no different," Little Pepper snorted, "but I don't think so, at least you seldom sleep with the same person twice, at most it only lasts less than a week, and you and Mr. Baron It's been almost half a year and hasn't slept with anyone other than him, man or woman."

"Almost half a year? Time flies so fast—" Tony said blankly, a sense of fear suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.

"Hmm." Pepper stared at Tony to prevent him from running away, "So, what's your plan?"

"Plan? I never