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Their destination is a huge urban entertainment and leisure center, full of people, and very close to New York Square.

There is no sunny weather today, but there are still a lot of tourists. Foreign tourists holding selfie sticks can be seen everywhere, and it is bustling everywhere.

They found a hair salon located in a shopping mall. The hairdresser looked at Bucky's head and said regretfully, "What a handsome face, but the craftsmanship is not very good."

Dolores burst out laughing, and Steve behind her lowered his head in embarrassment: "It's not that bad."

The hairdresser gave him a noncommittal look and took Bucky to style him.

"Are you coming?" Dolores was going to trim her hair a little bit, she looked at Thor's golden braids behind her head: "Maybe you want to change your look a little?"

"No, no, no!" Thor stepped back quickly: "I won't let anyone touch my hair."

"Okay." Dolores shrugged regretfully, then looked at Steve again.

He shook his head before she asked, "I'll just do it."

"Then Peter?" She immediately turned her gaze to Peter, and he waved his hands nervously under her gaze: "I'll die..."

Peter is really weird today.

Dolores looked at him helplessly, but she still cared and didn't ask any more questions, she felt that she was quite considerate and gave him enough space.

"Okay, okay, since the three of you are not going, you can just sit over there and read magazines and wait for us." She pointed to the living room in the hall.

She turned around and walked briskly inside.

The three men who were left behind had to sit on the sofa and wait honestly.

A short-haired clerk approached them cautiously, and asked politely, "Do you want something to drink?"

Steve smiled at her, "I just need ice water, how about you?"

Both Thor and Peter said, "Same."

The clerk hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hide her excitement and asked, "Excuse me...are you Captain America and Thor?"

"No."

"I am!" Thor quickly gave a completely opposite answer, and Steve rubbed his forehead silently, showing an expression that he couldn't bear to look directly at.

"I knew it!" The clerk screamed uncontrollably, she looked at Peter sitting beside her with glowing eyes, pointed at him and trembled excitedly: "I still know you! You are Tony S. Tucker's little assistant!"

Peter didn't adapt to this mode at all, looked around in a panic, and nodded bravely: "Yes..Yes."

At least, she didn't recognize herself as Spider-Man without the suit.

Peter shook her hand awkwardly.

"Can I, can I take a photo with you?" The clerk covered her mouth and looked at them expectantly. In fact, she had already taken out her mobile phone first.

Steve smiled tolerantly at her and stood up: "Of course, thank you, but can I trouble you to keep it secret for now? This is a private trip, so..."

The clerk immediately nodded frantically: "Of course! Of course! I won't tell anyone."

Even the colleagues at the front desk didn't tell!Show off tomorrow hahaha! !

Peter took the initiative to ask for her mobile phone: "Let me come, I'll take pictures for you."

The clerk blushed with excitement, and Steve and Thor stood beside her, smiling at the camera.

Kacha Kacha took several photos for her to choose, and Peter returned the phone to her.

"Do you want to sign? I can still give you an autograph!" Thor said again, showing his big white teeth in a smile. The pen tore out a page of the magazine, and was satisfied with the signatures of Thor and Captain America. He carefully put away the pages of the magazine and went back to pour water for them.

Steve looked at Thor helplessly: "Don't be so high-profile, maybe we will be blocked here."

Thor shrugged nonchalantly: "Can they stop us if we want to leave? And they all like it."

There is no way to refute this. The lady clerk who got the signature and the photo not only brought water, but also brought a lot of small food, and invited them to eat with great enthusiasm.

It should be bought by herself, all the snacks that girls love to eat.

Steve shook his head, picked up a magazine and opened it: "I hope Bucky and Dolores can hurry up..."

Here, Dolores moved to the mirror table wrapped in a scarf, and a female hairdresser wiped her wet hair.

She glanced to the next door, and Bucky's hairstylist had already started to wrap him with a cloth and was ready to start trimming.

The hair stylist flipped through the men's styling magazines for Bucky, and all kinds of men's hairstyles with different styles were displayed in front of Bucky. He looked at it seriously, and gradually frowned.

Oh... the mohawk or something avant-garde cut him off.

Dolores thought.

Bucky seemed a bit restrained, more reticent and silent, presumably because he was not used to communicating with strangers, the hair stylist flipped through the brochures, and the communication was not very smooth, he scratched the back of his head in confusion, and said euphemistically: "Maybe you have a hairstyle you like ? You can tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Show me." Dolores stretched out her hand to pass the booklet.

After turning two pages, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Bucky, who pursed his lips nervously under her gaze.

"how about this?"

Dolores turned a certain page to Bucky. The male model on it had well-trimmed short hair, and the hair was neatly trimmed. It looked like a retro gentleman.

Bucky's eyes only paused on the picture for two seconds, and he nodded without hesitation: "That's it."

This hairstyle was as close as he could remember himself to be.

Dolores laughed twice, and handed the booklet back to the hairstylist: "That's it, thank you."

She knew Bucky would love it.

Dolores is ready, she nodded to her hairstylist with a smile, and pointed to her hair: "Just trim the end of my hair for me."

Both of them started trimming their hair at the same time, and Bucky was not much faster than her. With the sound of clicking, his hair that was too long before was gradually shortened, and the back of his neck and sideburns were trimmed, revealing a fresh and clean prototype. .

"It will look good." Dolores said with certainty.

Looking at the mirror, Bucky showed her a rare soft smile, with slightly longer wet hair hanging between his brows on his forehead, he actually showed a bit of melancholic beauty when he smiled like this.

oops!Bucky is so pretty!

Dolores stared at him intently, but it made him feel uncomfortable, so she silently turned her gaze away.

Half an hour later, the styling of the two of them was finished at the same time. Dolores noticed that almost all the nearby customers and hair stylists were looking here. The stylist said, "I want this hairstyle, and this is it."

Dolores played with her fluffy and smooth blond hair, and said to Bucky with a smile: "If you lose your job one day, you can become a model, and someone will be willing to spend money for you."

He stood up, looked at the smiling face of the girl in the mirror, and gave her a subtle smile.

The hair that was suddenly cut short was really clean and neat enough, even to the extent that he was not used to it. The half-length hair before it disappeared and was replaced by neat and docile short hair. His hair stylist even shaped it for him. Her hair looks full of romantic modern retro style.

In this way, it doesn't go well with the jeans and long-sleeved jacket that looks a bit casual on the body.

His hairstylist pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, folded the apron with his arms around him, then leaned on the mirror table, stroked the delicately trimmed stubble on his chin and winked at Bucky, with the corners of his mouth hooked. Qi: "Well... If I were you, I would go upstairs to the Italian tailor shop and buy a suit now. I believe the brown fine check suit will suit you very well..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the hair stylist raised his eyebrows at him, and approached him with a brush: "Let me see if any broken hair slipped into your collar."

Dolores looked Bucky up and down, and clapped her hands happily: "That's right! You should be wearing a suit! Why don't we all buy it!"

She nodded as if agreeing with her own thoughts: "You really need some formal clothes, I'll ask everyone!" Without hesitation, she ran to the living room with brisk steps.

Looking at her cheerful back, Bucky swallowed the unspoken rejection silently.

The hair stylist approached him and stared at him with inexplicable eyes, but Bucky didn't seem to notice it at all until he slowly stuffed a small card into his trouser pocket with one hand.

"..." Bucky frowned immediately, stepped back subconsciously, and looked at him with unclear eyes.

The hair stylist bit his lip and winked at him: "Welcome to visit again next time."

"..."

Bucky's face froze, and he said dryly, "Thank you."

He turned around and quickly walked away from here.

He actually couldn't believe that he really encountered sexual harassment, or it came from a same-sex...

As an 'old man' from the last century, this was a bit of a thrill.

Bucky pursed his lips and walked back quickly.

He will never tell them this! !

Secretly pulled out the personal business card with someone else's phone number written on it from his trouser pocket, Bucky crumpled the card silently with his gloved metal hands, and carefully turned his head to make sure that the hair stylist wasn't staring at him, Bucky Only then did he feel relieved and quickly threw the ball of cardboard into the passing trash can.

Nothing happened.

With a serious expression, he walked around the partition covered with green plants and walked to the side of everyone.

Dolores was happily talking about her plan: "...suits, I think you will look good in them, and there happens to be an Italian clothing store upstairs, how about it!?"

Steve smiled helplessly and looked at the girl on a whim: "Did you say you were going to watch a movie? Let's forget it, but if you want to buy it..."

"Oh, please!" Dolores clasped her hands together: "I want to buy you something, pretend it's a Christmas present!"

"What? You still want to pay the bill yourself?" This style is really a bit subtle like Tony...

"Christmas is two months away, Lo, and there's no way we're going to get you to pay the bills. Are you sure you have enough money?"

Dolores immediately took out her wallet, took out a bank card and shook it: "Actually, I really have it. There are probably more than 70 in this card, but I don't use it very much."

"..."

"..."

"What's the matter? Is this a lot of money?" Thor asked in silence with a blank expression.

"It's really a lot..." Steve looked at Dolores's sparkling eyes with a complicated expression.

"I forgot, you are actually a rich second generation." Steve smiled and shook his head.

Dolores is also a child of a rich family, which is true. Maybe her guardian is not as rich as Tony, but she still has a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Steve thought that in addition to the hundreds of thousands of government expenditures from S.H.I.E.L.D. for the 'Antique War Weapons of the Last Century Maintenance Fee' (from Tony) in his account, oh, he doesn't have as much money as this little girl.

In order to prove that she is fully capable of paying all expenses today, Dolores pulled out another credit card: "This is given to me by my uncle, use it as you like!!"

So several men present at the same time felt that they had been slapped in the face, and it wasn't from the Tony they were used to.

Peter was completely stunned, so Dolly used to run around with millions of dollars...

Spider Boy suddenly felt that a high wall made of millions of dollars was erected in front of his ambiguous thoughts, and he was about to be blinded by the light from the money. In this light, he was temporarily in the bud. The girl who was in the crush stage smiled and sat on the golden mountain and waved to him.

This is a call from across classes.....