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Dolores lay on Natasha Xiangxiang's bed, and suddenly felt her grievances faded a little.

Van Gogh locked her room and didn't allow her to enter at all, so Dolores who was kicked out wore a pink floral silk nightgown of Natasha, which stuck to her skin naked, and leaned on the bed Waiting for Natasha to finish washing.

She had talked to Natasha before and cried a lot before she washed up and went to bed in a daze.

This incident was undoubtedly a great blow to her.

Dolores felt extremely uncomfortable. She thought that if she had been honest from the beginning, Ellie might still not agree with her to do such a dangerous job, but maybe she would reluctantly accept it after a good talk, but because of her own Hesitating at the beginning, I missed the best opportunity, and it dragged on for longer....

She sank listlessly on the soft velvet silk pillow, playing with her own strands of soft hair, which looked golden under the light of the bedside lamp, and she had never been so docile.

Natasha came out of the bathroom wrapped in a thin black nightgown, her red hair hanging down her ears, and smiled at her: "Are you feeling better?"

Dolores, who was nestled in the quilt, nodded obediently, with tears in her eyes, and her cheeks turned a full pink color due to the previous crying.

Natasha lifted the quilt and sat beside her, bringing a gentle and soft breath, which was the same as the smell on the quilt.

This smell made Dolores feel very at ease, she shrunk down under the quilt, leaning her cheek on Natasha's shoulder: "Oh...I'm still very sad."

Natasha's hoarse and slightly magnetic voice rang softly in her ears: "Don't worry, Ellie won't ignore you anymore because of this kind of thing."

"Actually, I'm a little angry with myself. I shouldn't have kept it from her for so long. She cares about me like a family member." Dolores whispered honestly.

"That's right, family members will always forgive each other." Natasha leaned against the head of the bed, stared down at her, reached out to stroke a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear, and gently stroked her.

"Actually, I was thinking, why is Van Gogh angry with you?"

"This... is actually because Ellie and I met Tricia unexpectedly today. She invited us to a private beauty salon called Mrs. Pangbo. Where do they have cats? I hugged him. I guess he is Smells of other cats on me."

Dolores rubbed her nose in embarrassment: "I used to have a little pony at home, but after Van Gogh came, I didn't ride it often, because every time I went to the stable, Van Gogh would bite I, then scratched the sofa cushions to pieces..."

"Oh—" Natasha smiled and shook her head, "It's a bit domineering, isn't it?"

Dolores sighed understandingly: "It's okay, I can understand, but after Van Gogh mutated, he is much more powerful than before..."

"Is Tricia the female singer who is very popular now? I saw her on the boat before, and she is a very strong woman." Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly.

"It's her, she's a very nice person, very kind to me, Ellie was also chosen by her to shoot the MV of her new song."

Dolores nodded, and added: "Oh, actually, Peter and I met her in the coffee shop across the street downstairs before, I didn't know she was a singer at the time, we almost ran into her , she gave us her seat."

Dolores' words were full of liking for this new friend, only Natasha instinctively smelled something unusual.

"It was around Halloween, wasn't it?" Natasha repeated. "You met her three times?"

"Yeah, I also think it's a coincidence." Dolores was keenly aware of Natasha's reaction, and raised her head: "Is there any problem?"

She couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"No." Natasha frowned slightly, but it quickly disappeared like ripples on the surface of the water.

She smiled and patted the quilt on Dolores' body: "Lie down, it's time to sleep."

"Ok."

Dolores shrunk down into the bed and pulled the pillow behind her back to her head. Natasha turned around and turned off the light, and the room immediately became dark.

Through the dim light outside the window, Dolores could see Natasha coming back, throwing off the quilt, and lying on her side, the rustling sound quickly disappeared in the quiet room.

The outline of Natasha's face was a moving curve that extended and undulated in the darkness, and she saw her blinking eyelashes.

"Huh?" Natasha felt the girl's quiet gaze, thinking that Dolores hadn't said anything, she turned her head slightly in doubt and made a low nasal sound.

Dolores lay on her side, resting her palm on her pillow, and whispered in the darkness, "I'm very happy now."

Her warm breath came over, and there was a little smile in Natasha's voice: "Why?"

Dolores paused, she couldn't see any expression, she was a little shy: "Joining the Avengers, although this matter caused Ellie and me to quarrel, but I don't regret it at all."

Under the quilt, Dolores gently held Natasha's arm with her hand, and the warm skin conveyed a particularly warm temperature.

"I like everyone, like a family."

When she said the word family, Dolores' voice was extraordinarily soft and cautious.

"Everyone is very nice. I have never lived with so many people, but I feel very happy, very, very good." Dolores said sincerely.

Natasha suddenly remembered the comprehensive investigation report on Dolores made by S.H.I.E.L.D. In the family column, both parents had passed away, and there was only one businessman uncle who didn't go home almost all year round.

She suddenly realized, how did Dolores grow up?She doesn't seem to have a real family other than the housekeepers Ruby and Ellie she often mentions.

Dolores has many friends. In the boarding school, she has always been a child who is so cheerful and straightforward that all the teachers like her. There is never a shortage of friends and love around her, but in fact, this child is almost a child in the family. Blank, just covered up by tons of sunny smiles and enthusiasm that no one realizes.

Her heart gradually sank. Generally speaking, in this kind of family environment with weak family ties, the children who grow up usually have major psychological defects or are easily seduced by false love and go astray like crime. It is inevitable that it begins in childhood to have a lifelong and indelible impact on the human psyche.

But Dolores is a lively and cheerful child who is healthier than children raised in ordinary families. Her whole body seems to have no haze, and she is completely bright.

no.

Natasha clearly realized this, and a sore feeling slowly surged in her heart.

This is a reverse self-protection mechanism. There is a blank in the most important place in life, and it must be filled from other places, so she must be popular, so that she can get more love. If there is no family to give her, she will Find out for yourself, become more likable, and everyone will love her and like her.

Like a survivor who walked out of the desert, he worked hard to absorb all the water to fill his previous hunger and thirst. Even if time cannot be reversed, as long as he can get it now, he must firmly grasp it.

"I hope it will be like this forever, everyone will not be separated, and will always be together." Dolores said, feeling Natasha's hand holding her back firmly.

"I believe, it will." Natasha stared at Dolores, stretched out her hand to caress her cheek, then moved closer, and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

The girl put her head on her neck and whispered, "I love you, Natasha."

"I love everyone too, everyone and everyone."

The next day, they slept for a long time, even Natasha was surprised, because she has always been unable to sleep too much due to professional reasons, but yesterday she did sleep for ten hours with her arms around Dolores, I didn't have any dreams, which means that it was completely deep sleep, and the quality was extremely high.

And wake up in the morning full of energy and in excellent condition, able to fight ten hydra....

Van Gogh was no longer in Dolores' room. She went back to the room to change clothes and wash. Not surprisingly, she saw the scratched and broken sheets, quilts and pillows on the bed, and feathers all over the floor. It seemed that he was vicious in the room last night. vented a pass.

The two ladies went downstairs, and everyone had finished their breakfast.

"I'll keep it for you guys." Steve lifted the insulation cover, and a special breakfast was delivered within 5 minutes after a nearby Michelin restaurant prepared it. The time to eat the best taste, but the two of them obviously didn't care, and they started to enjoy it after sitting down.

Dolores sneaked a peek at Van Gogh, who was sitting on a sofa with Bucky watching "Downton Abbey" nearby. He seemed to be indulging in the exquisite attire of the actors. Shake it, and enjoy the moderate strength of Bucky's mechanical arm stroking and stroking his hair.

God, how was she going to fix this?

Van Gogh completely ignored her, obviously wanting to have a cold war with himself.

Dolores' sneak peek was selectively ignored by Van Gogh, but Bucky caught it immediately.

He was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt. He had obviously tried his best to tidy up his hair, but it still didn't have the effect he expected. The short, broken hair kept blowing up restlessly from the hair strands, which looked like—— Only sea urchin?

The culprit, Steve, was obviously very guilty of this. He walked around the dining table, occasionally talking to the ladies, but more often than not, he kept looking at Bucky on the sofa.

When he passed by her for the fifth time, Dolores quietly grabbed the hem of his clothes, waved to him cautiously to make him bend down, grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth, then said in a low voice, "You and Ba Ki had a fight?"

"No." Steve lowered his body, and whispered helplessly in a tone as mature and calm as possible: "He ignored me unilaterally, it was a cold war."

Natasha let out an undisguised chuckle from the side.

"Oh, oh!"

Dolores blinked her eyes, quite excited to have found a comrade in the trench who was in the same situation.

"What are you going to do? Make up with Bucky?"

Dolores intends to take some experience before taking action.

"Just...to please him?"

Steve scratched his cheek with his index finger blankly, and said dryly.