[Zhongyingmei] Carrying the handle Vera

What happened last night pushed the relationship between the two people to an ambiguous stage. When they met again the next day, neither of them behaved awkwardly. There will be a happy smile when they meet.

Hank doesn't pay much attention to Vera, but he pays close attention to Charles. Charles' good mood from early in the morning has not been hidden from him at all, but Hank doesn't know what it is, just Secretly guess.

Vera's art class went very smoothly, except for an accident in the first class, Vera didn't draw in class herself, she just concentrated on teaching students, but today she has to draw again.

"Painting teacher, professor?"

Hearing Vera's words, the students in the class panicked instantly and rushed to stop her.

It's fine with Deadpool, but it's no small matter if you want to get it on the professor's head.

But obviously Vera didn't care about the obstruction of the students, picked up the paintbrush with great interest, and asked them to watch carefully and learn her painting skills.

The students panicked, and even made plans to snatch the easel away as soon as they found that Teacher Vera had painted too much.

But this time Vera didn't give them the chance.

Vera draws carefully, she draws carefully, she is very focused on each stroke, the tip of the pen is strong, sharp but not heavy, every detail is drawn carefully, and the bell for get out of class has already rang after a painting is finished.

Following the crisp ringtones, Vera put down her pen.

On the drawing paper, the brown-haired man is sitting on the single sofa by the window, holding a heavy book in his hand. He is wearing a three-piece silver-gray suit. Under the rays of sunlight, his complexion becomes whiter and whiter. His eyelids drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow, covering his azure blue eyes, but they couldn't hide the tenderness between his brows and eyes.

Vera's painting skills are not bad, and the paintings drawn carefully and carefully are naturally not bad. Vera is in a happy mood, and even the paintings are bright and moving. Jump out of the paper.

Vera narrowed her eyes, and said in an arrogant tone, "How is it?"

They are used to Vera's unscrupulous paintings, but now when they first saw such a serious painting, everyone still couldn't react.

Vera took the painting off the easel, carefully rolled it up, tied it with a ribbon, thought for a while, and handed it to Kuaiyin, "Help me take it to Charles."

Kuaiyin took the painting and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Vera turned her head to pack her things, and said vaguely, "I'm not free."

There is only one art class in the morning on Friday, and after this class means that Vera's work for this week is over.

The best thing about being an art teacher is that she can leave no homework as she wants, which means that she will have no job at all after class, which is beautiful.

Next Monday, she was going to attend a charity gala, and there were only two days left. Vera called John and asked him to pick her up to customize the dress. After packing up her things, Vera went downstairs briskly. When I ran to the school gate, I was like a beautiful butterfly.

After ordering the dress, it was almost noon. Vera checked the time and asked John to send her to Park Street.

The damage left by the alien invasion has been repaired, and the streets have returned to their original clean and tidy appearance. People are coming and going, bustling, and the people with strong adaptability have recovered from that disaster early on. Busy in the day and night, prosperous and prosperous, there is no sign of decadence in the past.

The business of the Fantastic Beast Bakery is as good as ever. The small storefront is full of customers. It is just about time to eat. The fast-paced New Yorkers are busy at work. People who have no time to eat come to the bakery to solve it. Delicious and quick.

When Vera came, there were already several people lined up at the cash register. Vera craned her neck to take a look, then wobbled around to choose desserts on the safety shelf, and then walked over to line up unhurriedly.

"Vera?!"

Queenie, who came out of the back kitchen with a tray, saw Willa who was queuing at a glance, put down the things in her hand, and walked over, "Honey, you haven't come for a long time."

Willa accepted the other party's gentle hug, and was pulled out of the team by Queenie, who pulled her to sit at the round table in the corner.

"Your business is getting better and better. I didn't have to wait in line for such a long time before." Vera said with a smile.

Queenie looked at her with a smile, her expression suddenly became surprised, "Vera, are you in love?"

Vera was taken aback.

Queenie reacted immediately. She quickly adjusted her expression and joked: "You have a bright face and such a sweet smile. You can see that you have fallen into the honeypot of love."

Vera smiled, neither nodding nor denying.

Queenie's expression was a bit worried. Although she saw in Vera's memory, that man was a handsome man, knowledgeable and gentle, but the other party was not good at behavior. Queenie didn't discriminate against him, but she still couldn't bear to see Vera .

She knowingly asked: "What kind of person is the other party?"

Vera pursed her lips and smiled, with a rare hint of shyness, "Yan Hao."

Really honest answer.

Queenie looked helpless.

Vera put her hands on the table and propped her chin up, her crooked eyes sparkled with tiny gleams, "He's very smart and indulges me, no matter what I do, he won't get angry, he's very powerful, he's done a lot of great things, Helping... people to live better, special tenderness, special... good."

Vera held her face and squinted her eyes, like a happy kitten.

"Anywhere is fine."

Queenie looked at the sour smell of love in Vera's body, as if seeing herself in the past.

Queenie softened her brows and eyes, "Do you like him very much?"

Vera puffed her cheeks, looked out of the window, hummed in a muffled voice, with irrepressible joy.

"Then does he like you?"

Vera paused, her shoulders drooped, her tone became weaker, and she said uncertainly, "...Probably."

Queenie looked at Vera's memory, and it was clear to the onlookers. She was not worried about the relationship between the two at all. She patted Vera's hand, "Vera is so good, it is impossible for anyone not to like you."

Vera couldn't help showing a slightly silly smile, then raised her chin, waved her fist, and said fiercely, "If he doesn't like me, I'll blow his head off."

Queenie couldn't help laughing, and then became a little sad.

That Charles' leg should be cured with the wizard's potion, but the wizard's law does not allow it, and he can't just take out the potion and tell Vera that it can cure the other party's paralysis for many years legs, maybe this is nothing to a wizard, but to a Muggle, this is incredible.

But obviously there was a way to help him, but she couldn't help him, which made Queenie a little distressed.

what can we do about it?

……

After coming out of the bakery, Vera walked slowly down the street with a brown paper bag in her hand.

Because she suddenly wanted to go shopping, she asked John to go back first, and Vera wandered around the street alone, occasionally taking out a small chocolate cake from a kraft paper bag, which could be settled in two or three bites.

Until I saw a red figure bouncing into the alley.

Vera blinked and followed.

Deadpool jumped all the way into the alley, turned one after another with familiarity, and gradually moved away from the bustling and noisy commercial street, and entered the dark end of the alley.

Just when Deadpool was about to reach his destination after turning a corner, someone suddenly patted his shoulder from behind.

"scare!"

Deadpool jumped up suddenly, turned around and stared at the people behind him.

Holding the kraft paper bag in her hand, Vera greeted him with a smile.

"Hi~"

The author has something to say: there is another update, probably around the early morning, if it’s too late, little angels don’t have to wait, let’s watch it tomorrow morning~