[Comprehensive] pragmatic theory of coquetry

The Winter Soldier didn't answer.

The bloodstains in the half-tooth gap on both sides of the fighting knife seemed more attractive. He didn't pay attention to her, and the rest of his attention was silently focused on wiping the knife, as if he appeared here purely to find a quiet place. Picking up weapons in the local area has nothing to do with her.

Lily shut her mouth obediently and waited patiently.He secretly poked in his heart and said for him, it doesn't hurt, he is already almost healed, he doesn't care about this kind of minor injury at all, and he won't hold her grudges.

So silently watching the remaining blood on the knife being wiped away bit by bit by him, occasionally looking around with guilt in the middle, but fortunately no one else came.

She waited actively with the thought of "he always has something to say", and finally waited until the big hand put the knife into the scabbard on his right leg, and watched him stand up straight and take a step forward expectantly.

The Winter Soldier looked at her again.

Lily was indeed very beautiful, but she was probably a little nervous when facing him, she always pursed her lips unknowingly, the sweet pink was moist and delicious.

But his gaze didn't stay on her lips for too long, and slipped to her left hand—she took off the bandage when she was about to go on a mission. Although her hand still hurt when she exerted herself hard, the swelling disappeared. Pink little flowers.

She didn't know what he meant by this glance, she was still waiting for the big brother to speak, but she saw him turn around and was about to leave.

Lily was a little dazed: I watched him wiping the knife for so long, but I didn't expect...it was really just wiping the knife.

It is said that a woman's mind is hard to guess, but the Winter Soldier's mind is really hard to guess.She didn't like brainstorming, and she didn't dare to touch him. Depressedly, she quickened her pace and went around to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Before getting an answer, I heard Tom's voice getting closer in the aisle outside: "Lily, are you okay? It's time to go."

It was really not the right time to interrupt.

"Wait a minute." Lily turned her head and replied.

Looking back, there is no one in sight, where is the shadow of the Winter Soldier?

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A black Chevrolet drives on the road to the hotel.

Outside the window are street lamps and vehicles that are receding, and the shadows of lamps and streams of light fly by, reflected in the green eyes, flickering and dimming.

Tom felt that the car was a little strangely quiet, and turned to look at the blonde girl sitting beside him.

Lily was staring at the rear lights of the vehicle in front of her in a daze, with a strange expression on her face.

She has been so weird since she came out of the bathroom after putting on her makeup.

"This mission." Tom said softly, "Difficult?"

Her eyelashes trembled, she recovered, shook her head and said no.Then, as if thinking of something, he asked him, "Who will Rumlow ask to protect me, you?"

Tom smiled: "I'm just acting as a driver. It's the agent's job to protect your safety. Rumlow told you not to worry, just do what you should do."

Lily's cheeks puffed up.

When she arrived at the hotel, she lowered her head to unfasten her seat belt and was about to get out of the car. When she heard Tom say "be careful", she felt better and waved to him.

The hotel lobby is spacious and bright, and the huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling reflects the bright lights.

"I'm looking for Doug Robert." Lily said to the receptionist. "We have an appointment for dinner."

While someone looked down to check the records, she curiously reached out to poke the ceramic kitten on the table that was waving up and down with her left hand.

"what is this."

The front desk closed the record, and replied after hearing the words: "The Lucky Cat. A mascot used by Chinese and Japanese businesses to attract customers. Mr. Robert is on the third floor. Get out of the elevator and turn left to the second room."

Lili was thoughtful, thanked her and went to take the elevator. Suddenly, she felt a chill behind her back. She looked around, but she didn't see any suspicious person.

She didn't know that as soon as the elevator door closed here, the young man who was talking to the customer not far from the reception just now took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and started making a call.

I don't know what to say, but the smiles in the eyes of the pair of peach blossoms have a dangerous edge.

Doug waited for Lily in the room for a long time.

As soon as she knocked on the door, there were footsteps in the room, and the sound died away when she reached the door. She was probably looking through the cat's eyes to see if the invited guests came from outside.

Then the door opened, and sure enough, as shown in the profile photo, it was a Caucasian man with a mole on his lip, wearing a shirt, trousers, and no tie.

Rumlow said the meeting was because Nancy Rhodes had a handle on Doug's bribery.

She had to find a chance to read it by herself.

Lily followed Doug meanderingly into the house.

Food and drink had been set on the dining table, and the floor-to-ceiling windows connecting to the balcony were tightly covered by thick curtains, which was a pity—this room has a good view, and you should be able to see a beautiful night view.

Doug pulled out the chair for her, and waited for her to sit down before sitting on the opposite side of the dining table, facing the balcony.

It is not an easy matter to talk about, and they are not familiar with each other, so his face is a little uncomfortable.

On the contrary, Lily was very relaxed. She raised her glass and took a sip of the mellow red wine. Smelling the aroma of the steak below, she couldn't help but took the knife and fork again, and cut off a small piece of meat.

After thinking about it like this, the task target finally couldn't bear it any longer, and spoke first: "About what we're going to talk about tonight..."

"Huh?" Lily looked up at him.

What a pity, the torment made a layer of sweat on his forehead.

However, it was she who inadvertently looked away in the next second and broke out in a cold sweat.

The balcony door was left open.The curtains were pulled open silently, revealing a face covered by a mask.

Lily coughed from choking, quickly dropped the knife, took a mouthful of water, and stroked her neck repeatedly.

"What?" Doug was interrupted halfway through his words, so he couldn't continue, so he could only pretend to care.

She was still coughing, she waved her hand to indicate that nothing happened, and by the way, she covered her ghostly expression.

But the person who scared her didn't move at all, his dark eyes were filled with indifferent killing intent, and he was looking at Doug.

Lily had a bad feeling.

It wasn't hard to test whether the hunch was correct, because the silent Winter Soldier stepped into the house, so close to death that Doug didn't even have time to realize that a large hand was on the back of his neck.

Lily stood up suddenly: "Wait!"

At the same time, he heard a "click" of bone breaking, and watched Doug lose his breath.

Clean, neat, never sloppy.

She was startled and angry, Chengbi's eyes were wide open, and it took her a long time to recover from the sudden attack of the Winter Soldier.

The murderous intent in his eyes had not yet faded, and he looked a little scary.

After staring at each other for a while, she slowly stood up, but accidentally touched the table knife in her hand, and the metal fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The Winter Soldier pressed Doug back into the seat with no expression on his face, and walked around the table to her.

If Lily were a cat, she would be so scared that her ears would fly back at this moment, and she still had to find a safe hole to get in.But relying on his partnership with him, he still dared to criticize in a low voice: "What are you doing this time?"

The man accused had come to her, and the tall figure surrounded her.

Her small face could only be raised up, and the tight lip line revealed a little nervousness and irritation.

He looked down at her, restrained his murderous aura, and said in a low voice, "He's a fake."

Lily was surprised again.

This time, she reacted very quickly. She ran to the French windows and closed the curtains. Looking at the fake Doug's body, she made a decisive decision, "Then hurry up, in case there is an ambush."

The Winter Soldier was still standing silently, but she couldn't stay still. She walked around the room and found nothing unusual, so she wanted to open the door.

Unexpectedly, her fingertips were about to touch the doorknob, the breath from her back suddenly approached, her arm was pulled, her feet were unsteady, and she immediately slipped into the arms of the man.

Things were spinning in the eyelids, and when he reacted again, he was already leaning against the door with the Winter Soldier.

Behind him is the wall, behind her... is his slightly undulating chest.

what's the situation.

Lily was a little dazed by his sudden movement, struggling to turn her head and ask him "what are you doing", but she only had time to say "you" before her big raised hand covered her lips.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Sticking so close, even through the hard battle uniform, you can clearly feel the warmth and heartbeat of his entanglement with her... and the movement of him releasing her right hand and reaching down to take the gun.

Lily knew that there was a change outside the door, and her body became more and more tense. She wanted to move a little to the side, but she was really restrained by him, so she gave up.

The metal finger on her lips was a little cold, but it was not known whether it was affected by her uncontrollable panting, but it felt gradually hot, as if a small restless flame was burning.

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