[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

Underwood hugged Angie horizontally.

Angie Lecter, who was petite and slender and didn't weigh much, walked her into the bedroom of the hotel suite and put her on the bed.

She lay flat in the white sheets, her blond hair spread out, and she raised her eyes obediently and obediently. Her gray pupils met Underwood's eyes. An Qi bit her lower lip and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Is there anything I can do, Mr. President?"

Angie asked.She tried to get up, and stretched out her hands to Underwood's suit jacket, which was still tightly buttoned, but he pushed it back.

He grabbed her wrist and reached into Angie's baggy hem with his other hand.

Underwood drew the gun from under Angie's nightgown.

A Glock 18, which feels lighter than a normal Glock, should have been modified, or not loaded.

He brought the gun to An Qi's face.

The expression of Francis Underwood made Angie keenly aware of the changes in the situation.

Deep, dark eyes fell on her face, and Underwood's casual expression was far more aggressive than when he was pretending to be kind. His other hand was still clasping her wrist tightly, firmly imprisoning Angie. Between the bed and his body.

Underwood didn't have that strong sense of aggression.He is not like the red dragon, eager and sharp, on the contrary he is very calm - the situation is in his hands, why is he not calm?

"For self-defense."

He opened his mouth.

Angie could hear the danger in it.Underwood didn't seem to notice it, or rather, he didn't care if he noticed it.

"Using a gun to deal with Loki is useless."

As he spoke, he pulled up the chamber.

The crisp "click" sound of the loading resounded, echoing and circling in the silent room, An Qi shivered, and her eyes widened in shock.

"So, who are you guarding against, Angie?"

He lifted Angie's skirt with the body of the gun.

[See what the author has to say about the part of pulling the lamp]

Francis Underwood still held Angie tightly in his arms, with his forehead resting on the back of her neck, panting slightly.

Joy|good breath diffused in the silent room, and for a long time there was only the breathing of the two in the bedroom.Until Underwood let go of Angie and got out of her body.

He turned her over and laid her gently on the bed.

Angie silently watched Underwood fasten his belt and pick up the gun beside the bed.

The simple action made her heart lift again, but Underwood just ejected the bullet neatly.Then he pulled out a few sheets of paper from the edge of the table and wiped off the liquid on them.

Then he turned around, walked up to An Qi, and put the pistol back into the holster tied to his thigh.

"When Thomas recovers from his injury," he said, "I will discuss with him how to deal with it."

Angie, who was lying in the quilt, nodded, "I hope my deal is worth it."

"You'll see it's worth quickly," Underwood agreed, picking up the blazer that had been thrown on the floor.

"you do not……"

"what?"

An Qi hesitated for a moment, and finally asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to stay, Mr. President?"

Underwood laughed.

He put on his coat again and put on the well-dressed human skin.It was as if the "deal" just now never existed at all.

The man put the rest of the tissue beside the bed: "Someone will come to the room the next day. Get out of here, kid. No matter how terrible the nightmare is, it won't be entangled for so long."

With that said, he left the bedroom without looking back.

Yes.

The sound of the door opening and closing came from the living room, and Angie got up slowly, without looking at the tissues left by Underwood, and stepped out of bed.

She didn't follow Underwood's instructions, took a slow shower and dried her hair.Seeing that the sky has already glowed with a faint white light.

Underwood's words are absolutely correct, no matter how terrible the nightmare is, it won't be entangled for so long.

Angie put on her nightgown again and stepped out of the bathroom.Before he could raise his head, he was startled by the black shadow that he saw from the corner of his eye.

She was so dazed that she almost fell back into the bathroom.

Such a reaction resulted in a chuckle in the living room, and then a clear voice sounded: "It doesn't seem like I'm coming, my dear An Qi?"

It's Loki.

It is not known when he arrived.The Cthulhu was sitting in the living room, still wearing the same dark suit and dark green tie, and the black hair that was loose when he was pretending to be sick was all pulled back.

"What are you doing here?" Angie asked in surprise.

She really didn't expect Loki to come, especially with Underwood leaving.

Loki just raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and didn't answer Angie's question.He looked An Qi up and down several times, and then said: "Come here."

Angie stepped forward.

The moment he stopped in front of Loki, the evil god reached out and pulled her into his arms.

It was another sudden attack, and An Qi, who was defenseless, fell straight on top of him.Loki embraced her waist, lowered his head, sniffed Angie's hair, and then complained dissatisfiedly: "I still like the water lily scent you often use."

Where would she find shampoo that smelled of water lilies in the hotel?

An Qi didn't answer, and Loki then sighed: "You women, you can always tidy yourself up as soon as the battle is over, without leaving any traces."

She blinked and burst out laughing.

It was the first time An Qi had heard such a saying that what she did was likened to a battle.An Qi was in a good mood immediately, and she wrapped her arms around Loki's neck: "It is said that the second prince of Asgard is eloquent, I have seen it. Come on, how many girls in Asgard have you cheated with this set?"

"The girls of Asgard," Loki commented triumphantly, "are much more coquettish than the girls of the courtyard."

"It seems that you have indeed coaxed a lot."

"No one is like you. The rabbit has great strength, but it is filled with countless conspiracies and tricks."

An Qi wrinkled her nose: "I'll take this as a compliment."

Rocky: "Of course it's a compliment."

That's more or less.

A sly smile flashed across her gray eyes, almost exactly the same as Loki's complacency.An Qi likes his appearance when he is full of calculations and deliberately compliments him. Even though he knows that the god of lies can't utter the truth, which girl doesn't like to hear pretty words?He can also speak her heart every time.

"Girls are very respectful." So she said, "After the battle is over, naturally we have to return to the previous state before we can meet the next one."

Loki's expression suddenly became meaningful.

His emerald green eyes rolled around her face a few times, and he spoke in a tone of indifference: "Does your adoptive father understand your... fighting style?"

The words were tactful, but An Qi understood what Loki meant.

"He does," she replied calmly. "Hannibal even guessed he was on the list."

Loki's breathing paused and then returned to normal.

"Then it looks like you might still have use for that gun."

It's not possible, it's already been used.Angie blushed, of course, she would not tell Loki about it.

For Hannibal Lecter, it was no longer a question of knowing.

Angie would never forget what Mason Vijay said that day outside the farm under the white snow.Hannibal admitted frankly that he really wanted to eat her candy, and the truth and emptiness in his eyes when he said these words were deeply imprinted in her mind. Thinking back to this day, Angie still couldn't help but shudder .

"That gun of yours."

She withdrew her thoughts and spoke curiously.

"The bullets are engraved with symbols of magic."

I haven't mentioned this matter to Loki yet, but fortunately, he doesn't intend to hide it from her: "I think according to your marksmanship, it may be difficult to hit the vital point with a single bullet. It's just a simple enchantment, Make sure that whoever the bullet hits will die."

"Anyone will die?"

"……What do you want to do?"

Loki keenly grasped the key point in Angie's words.

However, she just turned her head sideways: "Anyway, I won't be so stupid as to use your magic against you."

But this couldn't convince Loki at all, he looked at Angie suspiciously, and tried to say something several times, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

Some questions don't need to be blurted out to have answers, not to mention that Loki knows that Angie Lecter will not answer him.

She just left his embrace as if nothing had happened, stood up and stroked her hair: "Then, why did you come here tonight?"

"Of course it's for your and my plan."

Once getting to the point, Loki immediately withdrew his warm breath.His indifference was completely different from the banter just now. The evil god raised the corners of his mouth and snapped his fingers, and the TV in the living room turned on automatically.

Explosions, screams, camera shakes and the panting of journalists on the scene all entangled into a terrifying chaos.Angie turned her head, and what fell into her eyes were the streets of New York and the night sky that hadn't fully lit up.

An emergency live broadcast.

She could hardly hear what the reporter in front of the camera was saying, and the continuous explosions rang out, drowning out all the sounds.It's early morning, but that's New York.

After several attempts, the reporter on the TV seemed to give up reporting, and the camera turned to the highest point of Times Square.

"Your purpose has been achieved."

Rocky said.

"Next, it's my turn."

The neon lights illuminated the entire city like daytime, and a green figure floated in midair.His cloak covered the silver armor, which covered all of the figure's skin.

Doctor Doom Victor von Doom, overlooking the bustling New York City condescendingly.

"I think Victor was accidentally photogenic." Loki said, "What do you think, Angie?"

The author has something to say: It’s still the old rules, please go to Weibo to follow after you get in the car, and then private message me "Kinoshita 33", and change the password, girls, pay attention.

You can also add my reader group (the group number is on the copy), and ask the administrator to change the decompression password of the group file with the subscription record.But I tried it on my mobile phone and couldn’t unzip it, so girls try to go to Weibo as much as possible. I’m really sorry, people always enter the group, get on the car and then leave the group. I’m quite angry, so I set a password like this.

And, the girl who got on the bus asked for a ticket in the comments _(:з」∠)_... This article is so rushing, at least let me feel everyone's feelings...