How to be a hero with Crispy Skin Cure

As a good sister, Bella took on the important task of checking Fiona's dress tonight.

In her words, "He must be ready to confess his love to you, so he must dress up and shock him in the aura!"

To match Fiona's red hair, most of the sweet and cute dresses in her wardrobe were ruled out as options.

Bella rummaged through the cloakroom and found a black tulle dress from an area Fiona hadn't visited.

"Try this!" She excitedly held up the hanger, "Put it on, and it's guaranteed to blow your mind off the captain—"

Bella's eyes were very venomous, and when the skirt was held in her hand, nothing could be seen, it seemed to be a well-regulated style.When Fiona put it on, she was too embarrassed to look up at herself in the full-length mirror.

Even though there is a layer of black yarn on the outside, it is still a sundress in essence.A large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed on the shoulders and neck, and the thin black gauze added to the hazy ambiguity.

"This, will this be too..."

Fiona usually wears round necks, doll collars, and is a good boy who buttons her shirt to the top.Although this suspender dress is not out of the ordinary, it is a style she has never tried before.

"That's it!" Bella swears, and stops her from changing, "Honey, you are an adult, what's wrong with seeing your boyfriend wearing a suspender? Look at the skirt under it, it can cover the knees, super Save it!"

"Freshness, use freshness to hold the captain's heart firmly!"

what boyfriend...

Fiona bowed her head super shyly, but did not refute the sentence.

On the other side, Natasha also rummaged through Steve's wardrobe.

Compared with Fiona's ultra-luxury cloakroom, the simple captain only uses a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe to store all his clothes.

Natasha ruthlessly rejected the undershirts and T-shirts that she usually wears. She said that she might not even be able to enter the restaurant door if she wore them like that.

"Then I'll go in a suit?"

Natasha glanced at the coat on his hanger and was silent.

"To be honest, these clothes are very expensive, but after wearing them, you and Feifei are not like a couple, but like a father and daughter."

Steve's suits were bought for him by the way when Tony was purchasing, "full in line with the temperament and positioning of the old captain."

"Then what should I do?" Steve scratched his head at a loss, "Can I borrow it from Tony temporarily?"

Natasha was silent after listening.

She booked the restaurant in Tony's name, and Steve also wanted to borrow Tony's suit to have a date with Tony's daughter...

Will Tony really not kill him if he knows?

"His suits are all custom-made. There is a difference in your height and they don't fit you well."

Fortunately, Natasha had expected this kind of situation long ago, and she clapped her hands a few times to help people to the end.

Then a reluctant Hawkeye with a face written all over me as a duress walks in with a suit.

Yaoshou, he originally wanted to be a neutral person, but Natasha dragged him onto the pirate ship QAQ.

What Natasha prepared was dark blue. Compared with the style that highlights the business style of successful people, this set seems to have been pulled directly from the models on the show. It has to be said that Steve has a better figure.

"Well, very handsome, very... Makes you want to take off your coat."

Natasha glanced at his chest meaningfully, the white shirt could barely cover his pectoral muscles that were about to show.

Her words were very imaginative, at least Steve's ears burst red when he thought of the scene she described.

The upright Captain America swallowed: "What are you talking about?"

"I mean this coat is too thick, it may be hot inside the restaurant, and I need to take it off for you." Natasha chuckled, "Captain, what are you thinking?"

Steve:  …

Natasha definitely didn't mean that just now, absolutely.

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The scene of the confession was very simple. Under Steve's strong opposition, Natasha did not arrange the entire restaurant's set, but only placed roses on their table.

It's not an exaggerated nine hundred and ninety flowers. One branch is placed in a vase for decoration, and a few petals are spread on the table.

The two novices with almost zero love experience completely failed the atmosphere carefully designed by Natasha.Steve has had five glasses of lemonade, and Fiona's been fixing her hair.

They have been sitting here for 10 minutes without saying a word.

Steve didn't turn off his phone, he chose to go out without his phone.After listening to their previous twists and turns, Fiona's communication equipment was also confiscated by Bella.

Well, now there is absolutely no one to disturb them... But no one speaks, the plot can't go on!

In order to let readers hit the candy, Steve took on the heavy responsibility of breaking the ice.He put down the glass in his hand, and the slight sound when the glass made contact with the table also attracted Fiona's attention.

She was also very nervous—this feeling of anticipating that she might be confessed was very delicate. She was obviously anxious to welcome a known surprise, but she was too embarrassed to ask when it would be.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and just looking at each other made Fiona's cheeks blush.I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels a slight chill on her shoulders and neck.

Steve noticed her slight trembling, and his eyes stayed on Fiona's snow-white neck, which was lightly covered by the tulle.

Even though he looked away quickly, the swallowing motion in his throat betrayed that he wasn't quite so calm.

Oh man.

"Feifei." Steve summoned up the courage to say, "You are dressed... very beautifully today."

Steve once again regretted that he was stupid and didn't have Tony's ability to speak sweetly.

He had asked Natasha for a make-up class, but the other party told him that girls liked her sincerity and clumsiness better than the smooth talk he was not good at, and he just wanted to be himself.

Seeing Fiona lowering her head shyly with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, his performance should be pretty good, right?

He decided to make persistent efforts: "Feifei, will you be cold if you dress like this?"

Is he going to take off his suit jacket to himself?

Fiona replied reservedly: "A little bit."

She was waiting for him to undress, but Steve raised his hand to beckon the waiter, "Hi, please get this lady a blanket."

Fiona:  …

She picked up the lemonade and drank it down, as a punishment for her self-indulgence.

Fiona's face was so recognizable that even a well-trained waiter couldn't help but take a second look at her.Looking at the rose petals on this table, it is self-evident what is going on.

Which man is so lucky to be able to win Miss Stark's heart... The waiter pretended to glance at Steve unintentionally, it was not the noble young man he was familiar with.

Fiona draped the checkerboard blanket over her shoulders, covering her shoulders without leaving a gap.

Only then did Steve slowly turn his gaze back to her body. Seeing her subtle gaze, he added: "This way you won't catch cold, and you should dress warmer outside in the future. It's not summer yet."

Fiona: .

She pulled the blanket tighter: "Thank you for your concern."

Steve quickly picked up: "You're welcome."

Fiona:  …

Forget it, whatever.Steve has always been like this, what else to expect?

Not yet the legal drinking age, so Steve didn't order champagne, but drank orange juice with Fiona, room temperature.

The act of pouring orange juice finally eased the slightly awkward atmosphere, at least Steve has something to do, so he doesn't have to scratch his heart and liver in the air for the time being.

The food has already started to be served, but he didn't say anything during the ten minutes of sitting here...

Taking the blanket doesn't count, and Steve can't help but feel anxious about the progress bar that he is standing still.

All in one go, all in one go—the course of action that Natasha set for him, how could he miss the most important thing, how to start!

The orange juice was finished, and Fiona couldn't help but want to open the presents.It's like the express box is clearly written with the content of the product she wants most, but she can't open it to see which style it is.

Well, she doesn't mind using scissors if the express box isn't sensible.

"Steve." She felt her voice

A little fluttering, "You asked me out, what's the matter?"

—Go on, go on, almost enough to go on.

The tape has been torn off for you, what else should I do?

Steve opened his mouth as if to utter a syllable, but he didn't seem to say anything.

Fiona doubted her hearing for a moment, but the melodious background music in the restaurant told her that her ears could still hear.

So, is Steve not talking?

Steve didn't say it.A lot of words flashed through his mind, the most direct confession, or the roundabout temptation. The huge amount of information made it impossible for him to sift through. He didn't know how to choose the most suitable sentence and tell it to the girl he cared about the most.

Fiona couldn't understand his thoughts, and she even felt a little wronged.She had laid the steps herself, so why wouldn't Steve go a little further.

She turned her face away: "I'll go if I'm fine. I'm very busy, but I don't miss this meal."

She was just talking angrily, but Steve was in a hurry.He didn't even dare to make eye contact just now, but now he directly held Fiona's hand on the dinner plate.

"Feifei, don't go. I, I want to ask you..."

The white and soft little hand was very comfortable to hold, and Steve wanted to squeeze it, but worried that such behavior would be too frivolous and would make Fiona feel uncomfortable.He loosened his grip a little, just holding on.

His throat seemed to be muted again.Steve is still hesitating and hesitating, or warm or tactful words of love are on his lips.

His palms were almost sweating.

"is that really so difficult?"

Fiona, who finally couldn't stand it anymore, held his hand instead, and with the courage to see death as home, she raised her voice to embolden herself, "Is it that difficult to say that you like me? Then let me say it."

Fiona's legs were shaking a lot out of Steve's sight, but she didn't want to be timid at a time like this.She can take the initiative in her feelings!

"I think you're not bad." She tried her best to act lightly, as if discussing an insignificant matter.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"