[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

We all live in the same building, and we see each other when we look up and down. Lucilia has met some new friends. At this time, she secretly went to see Natasha's sister and borrowed seven or eight colorful rubber bands.

Sneak back again.

First, measure your target's hair volume.

Jason's hair is smooth and long, and has a lot of volume. Lucilia tried it, but she couldn't hold it completely with one hand. If she wanted to operate, she had to use both hands together.

After thinking briefly, Lucilia decided to divide her hair into left and right strands.

Pick out two pinches of white hair carefully first, divide the others into two strands, and tie the one on the right first.

Divide into three strands on the left.

Start knitting.

Qiuqiu hovered in front of her with her mobile phone in her mouth so that she could watch the tutorial.

First open the three strands of hair separately.

Grab the middle strand, and send the right to the left, and the left to the right, now, find the middle strand, send it to the right, and then loop the left to the middle!

Lucilia: ...

He looked down at his entangled hand.

Take it apart and start over!

Why do you have to divide it from the top and from the bottom...

With the mosquito coils on her face, Lucilia unswervingly removed it and started again.

Repeat the above steps 5 times.

A beautiful twist braid was finally born!

Lucilia collapsed on the floor.

It's too hard!

After she tossed and cleared up and down, left and right, her hair fell all over the place, and now the volume on the left side is obviously less than that on the right!

"The one on the right also needs to pull out a few."

Lucilia chanted, and quickly got up again, untied the rubber band on the right side, tore off dozens of hairs evenly, and then began to braid.

"What kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder are you..." Qiuqiu slurred his words while holding the phone in his mouth.

"Otherwise, when you turn around in circles, the height of the swing will be different." Lucilia said seriously.

You still expect that red hood to show you two ponytails?

Qiuqiu looked at a fool.

Lucilia had already jumped up, straightened Jason's body, asked him to use a standard posture, folded his hands on his abdomen, and lay down peacefully, with two big braids coiled up on both sides of his head.

Because the hair volume is too thick, even if it falls a lot, it is still thick and thick, so it has to be piled into two small buns.

"What about these two?"

Lucilia tugged at the two tufts of long white hair.

It's very embarrassing because the amount is small but it is particularly eye-catching.

"Hmm..." I thought hard.

Qiuqiu didn't know, and didn't want to know, and quietly continued to be his mobile phone holder.

Undecided when things happen, gossip forums.

Lucilia started brushing, brushing, brushing.

She saw all kinds of weird pictures, especially in a building called "Green Lantern Brainstormer's Death Spectacle", where there are little green things everywhere.

Little Green Umbrella - Only Batman doesn't have one.

Mini Green Bat - Flies only around Batman.

Green Arrow - Pointing to Batman.

Green finger - points to Batman.

……

"Did he get green by Batman?" So persistent?

Qiuqiu: ...Pfft.

Be reserved and continue watching the show.

Scrolling down, the killer also put a small green bow on the bat's ears.

……

Lucilia looked at Jason.

"Green doesn't match his color system..." Anyway, in terms of color, Lucilia still has some basic aesthetics. She can't match big red with big green. "Pink?"

"Okay, okay." Qiuqiu nodded frantically.

However, it doesn't like official personnel like Natasha very much, so it didn't follow this time, but nestled in Jason's room.

Lucilia knocked on Natasha's door.

"Bows?" That's hard for Ms. Agent.Natasha rubbed Lucilia's head fondly, and suggested: "Sorry, Lucilia, I don't have little bows here either, maybe we can go out and buy some together."

"Okay~" Lucilia agreed.

Because of sleeping out, Tim transferred a lot of money into her mobile phone, shopping and so on, definitely worth it.

Not only buying headbands and bow hairpins, Natasha is also planning to add something to the gargoyle, pajamas, skirts, leather shoes and various decorations, handbags, necklaces, earrings.

For the first time, Lucilia realized that so many things could be hung on a person's body.

There are hair clips, hair rings, and hairpins on bald hair, and the styles of hair ties are also strange. I don’t like earrings, ear clips, and external earrings, and they won’t conflict with earphones. Even Mike Can be disguised as a necklace.

Not to mention glasses and the like.

"Wearing this directly on the eyeball? No, I'm happy with my eyes."

Facing the small colored spherical concave, Lucilia couldn't help but gasped, suspecting that humans were punishing themselves, she decisively declined.

And on hand.

"I heard you prefer to use fists?"

Natasha smiled, took out a pair of thorny things, and put it on Lucilia's finger.

"This refers to the tiger, maybe it suits you very well."

Pure silver knuckles, very beautiful.

Lucilia tried to make a fist, looking at the prongs on her knuckles.

It doesn't look sharp, but it's extremely painful to hit.

"I like this."

Compared with punching directly, it is easier to break the opponent's ribs and nose bridge with knuckles. She only needs to punch down lightly, and the round stab will help her complete the next step.

"Let's go, the battle isn't over yet." Natasha had already gone to check out, and turned her head with a smile, "You're not tired yet, are you?"

Lucilia rubbed her little heart, and Diandian followed.

"Of course not." She could go shopping for three or four days in a row.

There are seven or eight nightdresses of all kinds, ranging from lace to pure white, three or four pairs of boots and shoes, trousers, clothes, stockings, coats, and shawls.

They quickly swept across all the buildings and shopping streets in the central area.

It wasn't until the trunk of the taxi couldn't fit, and the back seat was almost full, that the two finally enjoyed themselves and decided to go home.

Natasha asked Hawkeye to drive over to pick her up.

"A bigger car."

"……OK."

Hawkeye doesn't really want to know why they need a "bigger" car.

But he still needs to know.

In order to enjoy shopping without being recognized, Natasha specially painted a special makeup to cover her face, so Hawkeye saw Lucilia sucking milk smoothie first.

And the shopping bags piled up like a hill around her.

She and Natasha carried more than 50 bags. They were dumbfounded, and they didn't even think of going to help.

"Robbery?" Baby Eagle asked blankly.

"Shopping." Natasha smiled.

While speaking, Lucilia had loaded all the trophies into the 7-seater cart.

Hawkeye glanced in the rearview mirror and choked.

Facing the two enthusiastic ladies, he didn't dare to protest no matter how hard he tried, and silently drove the car back to Stark's private parking lot under the Stark Tower by taking a path without police.

Hawkeye continued to be contested to help move things.

Because some things cannot be squeezed, the three of them had to walk twice before transporting them all upstairs.

Divide it, divide it and toss for a few 10 minutes.

After finishing it, Natasha encouraged Lucilia: "Come on."

Lucilia was in a Max mood, waved her hands, and ran away with her trophies.

"What did she do with so many rubber bands and clips?" Hawkeye probed curiously.

"I advise you to leave it alone."

Natasha smiled meaningfully.

Hawkeye thought for a while, remembered that it was time for him to exercise, and drifted away silently.

……

…………

Door opening.

"came back?"

Qiuqiu raised his head and was immediately frightened by the pile of bags in Lucilia's hands. He flew to the side, squatted on the top of the tall cabinet, and looked at Lucilia to find an extra small translucent bag from inside. Shopping Bag.

The bag was poured out full of small clips.

And bows.

"Are you going to bury him?" Qiuqiu couldn't help asking.

"No, it's just to do more experiments." Lucilia was serious, washed her hands and started working.

Pick up the white hairs and stroke them to express your love.

Then separate the two pinches of white hair, comb them out carefully, and tie the ends.

Clip small bows every three centimeters or so, and a bunch of small butterflies are tied down, water red, light pink, bright yellow, water blue, lavender, and orange red in a row, and then do it again.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

Hanging from both sides of the cheeks to the sides of the thighs, tie a small bell on each side and place them well.

"..."

Qiuqiu watched silently.

This aesthetic.

how to say?

Not "hell".

It put down the phone, switched to shooting mode, and then flew up to aim.

"Click"

It was a beautiful and moving sound.

"It's time to go." Qiuqiu stuffed the phone into Lucilia's pocket: "The hood should become suspicious if you drag on any longer."

After hearing this, Lucilia acted immediately and quickly packed up her things. Most of the loot was left in Jason's room, and she took two or three bags to her own room.

When she reached the door of the room, she paused deliberately, looked up and found that Jason's mind had already woken up, he was quite concentrated, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Gently open the door, secretly probe.

"what?"

The red barrel doll is gone.

In its place were big red Lego balls, now half-spheres, as tall as Lucilia's waist, and filled almost half of the room.

"You built it?"

Lucilia came to the edge of the half ball and looked in.

Lego bed, padded with handkerchiefs.

Lego desk chairs.

Lego steps, extending along the edge of the sphere, come out in a circle from the inside, and a □□ at the end extends to the ground, which is convenient for Jason to get in and out.

It turned out that it wasn't that I didn't complete the build, but that I only planned to build so much.

"You have to find something to do." Jason snorted, silently accusing Lucilia of being away for a long time.

With my current body size, there is no way to leave this room independently.

"……"cough.

Suddenly a little guilty.

Lucilia sat down along the edge of the bed.

"Look, sister Natasha bought me a gift." He took off the ear clips and showed him.

Black clover.

Jason hugged it over and over again to check it, picked out a thin slice from the back, and threw it to Lucilia.

"Positioning device, pinch it."

Lucilia pinched silently: "Why put something on me?"

"Don't know yet? Ms. Romanov is a secret agent."

"So why?"

"Shouldn't you ask her?" Jason tried his best to pick his prickly eyes.

"But, when we first met, didn't you also take pictures of these things on me?"

It's just that she fell straight down to the ground at that time, the vibration was too strong, and she shook a lot intentionally or unintentionally.Later, the clothes Jason gave her were also positioned inside, but the two never separated, so it was useless.

Lucilia changed her posture, resting her elbows on her knees, and resting her chin on her palms, she thought: "So, there is not much difference between you?"

Jason, who had always thought that gargoyles knew nothing, froze for a moment.

After a moment, he answered the question.

"Surveillance, research, control. Study you, understand you, master your weaknesses, and when necessary, control your behavior and prevent you from hurting others."

The plan is not to kill you, but to control.

When the Justice League was facing a crisis of trust, Batman seemed to have said something similar to Superman.

Then it's usually a quarrel.

Normal people will not accept this concept of bats.

Because it's really not normal.

Lucilia looked at him for a while, then nodded her chin, and asked, "Why can't Natasha's work?"

"The organization is different, I don't want to be touched by her into my batcave... Hey?!"

What are you doing undressing? !

"?" Lucilia looked puzzled, "Since what she put is not good, shouldn't you check it for me?"

She doesn't know much about machinery, and it's not normal to miss it.

At this time, of course, let the professionals do it.

Jason:  …