[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you
Chapter 29 Prom
Iron Man stands on a small patch of red, looking down, with arrogance etched into his chin.
But when he started to speak, no one's eyes were attracted.
"Kids, I really don't want to take up your party time—"
"On a good night, all words will lose their meaning."
"I don't ask you to keep your smart minds when you study. All the topics that have nothing to do with the atmosphere during the date are bullshit."
There was a palpable laugh from the crowd.
The vagabond didn't change his face: "This is all I want to share with you! Now, let's have fun! Find the girl you love and wiggle your ass!"
He stretched out one hand and made a "yeah" gesture with two fingers. This scissors hand was like a signal, which instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole scene.
Lizzie stood among the swaying men and women, like a signal tower out of place.As if the radio from the small cell tower had only just been picked up by Mister Iron Man, he turned his heels and walked towards her.
Lizzie stared nervously and shyly at the toes of his approaching shoes.
—until it panned out of her sight.
She couldn't pretend to be reserved all of a sudden, "Cinderella" showed her true colors, and she almost smashed him to death with a pumpkin carriage:
"Sir! Didn't you come to see me?"
She's about to cry—good scene, Iron Man loves to watch this joke.
Tony laughed uncontrollably, he tilted his head, pretending to be surprised:
"Sorry, so you're here. You know, there are a lot of tall people here."
—and Lizzie is getting a little petite, like a drop of dish soap in the dishwater.
He also used both palms to make a comparison between a towering tree and a short tree stump. Lizzie would not let him laugh easily, and she bared a mouthful of shiny white teeth at him.
"Really? I think it's mostly your limited vision."
Two immature men and women confront each other about their height.Finally, a compromise was reached: half a catty is right, why bother to hurt each other.
"That's not what a guy who just confessed to should do."
Lizzie pinched a small lace flower on the skirt and complained in a low voice.
"So I came to dance with you, what's the problem?"
Tony took her hand as a matter of course.The two slide onto the dance floor like a true prom couple.
"How do you know I don't have a date?" muttered Lizzie.The body swayed slightly with his guidance.
She was now committing the little hypocritical young girl's love affair, happy that he came unexpectedly, but also uncomfortable that her charm was not recognized.
This first taste of love is like overturning apple cider vinegar, sweet and sour.
Tony's unexpected answer: "No, I don't know. You haven't told anyone, poor boy."
She raised her head in surprise: "but you are here."
"Yes, I am here now, and I should be here."
Tony seemed a little absent-minded.His darker eyes wandered between Lizzie's raised face and a soft white neck.
good posture.She has the most kissable lips in the world.
But she still twittered like a little sparrow, insisting: "If I already have a partner—"
"Then I'll kick that damned brat away, are you satisfied with this answer?"
He retracted his overly presumptuous gaze, the caramel-like luster in his eyes softened, and there was a playful twinkle.
"Maybe I can take a more peaceful way, but the result may be beyond imagination-for example, when the boy abandons you and turns around and chooses me-"
"gentlemen--!"
Lizzie couldn't hold back.She wanted to pretend to be angry, but the corner of her mouth betrayed her, revealing a little dimple that couldn't help but laugh.
If Iron Man is ever found out to be a fake, it will be because of the lack of his one-liners.
He kept on saying, "You are smiling, you are so moved."
Lizzie had a keen sense of the difference in Tony - he had hardly ever flirted with her like this before.From an elder to a lover, he has two very different faces.
This quiet change was like the perfume she had smelled on him before, the hormones emanating from the texture of his suit, releasing a dangerous and surging smell towards her.
This expert in love has easily done it, he can make the atmosphere ambiguous with just one look.
Covered in his arms, Lizzie swayed with his movements, breathing hard.The sound of the music swelled from her eardrums and then disappeared, and her brain seemed to be flooding——
The reflections in the water are all the charming eyes of her partner.
Yet the dizzying consequence: her dance moves went wrong.
The first time Tony didn't respond, the second time he raised his eyebrows.
At the moment when the beautiful music paused for a while, he seized the opportunity to lean over to her ear, and lifted a bunch of curly hair: "Hey, baby, get your feet off my shoes, I can hear them creaking .”
God, I hate to say they look like rubber ducks with their mouths pinched.
Lizzie's face now looks like she's eaten hundreds of bottles of hot sauce again.
She coughed, trying to save face: "I made a mistake in my performance! I used to be a good dancer, and I was self-taught."
She diverted her attention a little to her feet, and now she finally looked decent.
"Really?" Tony was noncommittal, "I'd be happy to hear about the past, about you."
Want to get close to a heart?Learning about a person's past can get you on your way in no time.
"Me?" Lizzie mused on those distant events. "I don't remember much—because it's been so long, but I remember my first nightclub experience."
"You can't imagine who took me there." She blinked and said happily, "It's Steve. That prudish one."
A small line of surprise emerged between Tony's brows.
Ha, look what he found?
He's got hold of an old Popsicle!
He just said that this guy is far less majestic than his face!
"I don't think I've forgotten the name of it: Stoke's Nightclub, where my brother and Steve used to go, and the Roaring Commando guys—actually, that's where Steve and Peggy used to date .”
Peggy's red dress has been shining in her memory for a long time, and it has not faded in the slightest until today.
"I think I'm just not used to it..." She rubbed her nose shyly, "You know, under the conditions before, no one had the time to be an orthodox dance teacher, we would just wag funny, Follow the jukebox."
She stepped back with one foot, and although she appeared relaxed, the unbearable melancholy came out of her blue eyes; she felt that if no one gave her a hand, she would bid farewell to the new era, I fell in love with the quagmire of memories again.
Tony was the one who saved her in time, he was almost annoyed by his slip of the tongue, so he deliberately changed the subject:
"Uh uh, I know that one, I mean—the jukebox. When I was twenty-four, I went to a nostalgia dance that Podock gave."
Lizzie was indeed attracted by his words.She rolled her eyes curiously and listened carefully.
"Wayne and I were both there. I was Faust and he was the Count of Monte Cristo, and we both had diamonds on our necklines and wigs half a story high—"
"The effect is stunning."
"Because you're so, uh... so pretty?"
Lizzie looked at him puzzled.
Tony shrugged. "—Nope. Because nobody saw it as a masquerade."
The female guests wore old-fashioned small dresses, covered half of their faces with feather fans, and giggled like hens laying eggs.
Lizzie couldn't help laughing too: "You guys definitely discussed it, you really dare to pretend to be that apprentice!" She was talking about his Faust, "Then what happened next?"
"I think he's all right—of course no one wants to dance with us. It's just the two of us."
Just think, the count of Monte Cristo and Faust's ball encounter!
——Large disaster scene.
"The question is: who danced the female step?"
Tony looked generous: "It's Bruce."
Lizzie stared at him, hard.
"Hey, don't look at me, sweetheart. You think if it were me, I'd show you the joke?"
Lizzie smiled like a little devil: "You're lying."
Iron Man's persistence did not exceed ten seconds, he coughed very fakely, and his voice was weak.
"Well, it's me, you perceptive little freak. How did you find out?"
"I understand you, Tony." Lizzie raised the tip of her nose triumphantly, "The more you mess up the situation, the more energetic you are than others."
Compared with him, Master Wayne can be regarded as a decent person in the rich circle.
In the cheerful dance music, Tony held her palm and led her petite body to spin around.
He smacked his lips reminiscently: "I have a hunch that we are a natural match. Thinking about it carefully, the dance with Bruce was really exciting."
……
When another song ended, Tony and Lizzie stopped dancing tacitly.
The two separated temporarily, and Lizzie sat on the rest area, watching Tony holding champagne in his hands, and turning around like a butterfly——
No one would know he was just looking for two donuts.
While she was resting, a big boy in waiter uniform came over with a tray and bowed politely to her.
Lizzie opened the round tray and got a heart-shaped number plate with an "8" scrawled in highlighter on it.
She didn't know what it meant, but she looked around at the boys and girls wearing number plates, and they also pinned the number plates around their waists in a learned manner.
A bright light suddenly shot into the dance floor, illuminating the host standing in the center.Lizzie could hear him report the numbers enthusiastically from a long distance away.
"25! 31!..."
"8! 8!"
The shout of "8" suddenly became loud and distinct.Accompanied by the shouts of the host, the enthusiastic young people also began to look for the owner of the number 8.
Lizzie poked her head around for no apparent reason, but it was Peter who rushed over and dragged her out of the seat, the sweat on his brow was glistening.
"You're 8! You've been chosen! You have to play a game with us!"
Peter yelled at her over the blaring music.Also show her a number "31" peeking out from the pocket of the suit.
Lizzie was dragged to the side of the host in a daze.
A small group of people had already gathered around the host, and Lizzie saw Peter's goddess Liz from the group of young men and women. Her beautiful red dress was very fond of Lizzie, and before she waved to her, Lizzie was dragged aside by Peter.
He crackled and quickly explained the rules of the game to her.
This is a "blow the Kleenex" game.Lizzie, this little bastard, had never heard of it before, but after listening to it for a while, she found that the rules were surprisingly simple.
"Blow hard! The transfer of tissues between two people depends on the airflow! If it falls on the ground, it will fail."
"Don't worry, I will be in front of you then! I will blow steadily."
Peter's cheeks flushed with excitement.Lizzie seldom saw him drinking fake wine like this, but when she rolled her eyes and saw Liz who was just in front of Peter, she smiled knowingly and ambiguously.
The game team quickly lined up.Peter is the finale, and Lizzie is last.
Just as the host was about to announce the start of the game, a slightly vague voice sounded——
"Sorry kids, I don't know if I will be lucky enough to participate in this game?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Iron Man raised his hand like an obedient card.He has a donut in his mouth and holds another in his hand.
Lizzie felt a sudden urge.She wanted to run over and wipe the cat's whiskers of chocolate syrup off his mouth.
—Of course, another way is also fine.
The author has something to say: [Today's Best]: The serious gentleman who always appears in Nini's mouth...
The next chapter will make trouble.
After thinking about it, since I finished writing, I will send it out. From tomorrow, the time will return to normal. It will look like seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
[Time to roll call and send little red flowers]:
瓜子扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2120:36:44
goldcorda扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2122:03:08
柴火夜宵扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2203:35:42
读者“R阿涛”,灌溉营养液102017-10-2215:12:59
读者“钱奴”,灌溉营养液102017-10-2215:08:50
读者“爱你在心口难开丶”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2213:18:09
读者“晏枝”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2200:22:14
读者“瑾世”,灌溉营养液12017-10-2122:56:56
读者“goldcorda”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2120:45:19
读者“有一只豆喵”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2117:45:14
读者“不美不萌又怎样”,灌溉营养液12017-10-2109:42:29
[Two big kisses! 】
But when he started to speak, no one's eyes were attracted.
"Kids, I really don't want to take up your party time—"
"On a good night, all words will lose their meaning."
"I don't ask you to keep your smart minds when you study. All the topics that have nothing to do with the atmosphere during the date are bullshit."
There was a palpable laugh from the crowd.
The vagabond didn't change his face: "This is all I want to share with you! Now, let's have fun! Find the girl you love and wiggle your ass!"
He stretched out one hand and made a "yeah" gesture with two fingers. This scissors hand was like a signal, which instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole scene.
Lizzie stood among the swaying men and women, like a signal tower out of place.As if the radio from the small cell tower had only just been picked up by Mister Iron Man, he turned his heels and walked towards her.
Lizzie stared nervously and shyly at the toes of his approaching shoes.
—until it panned out of her sight.
She couldn't pretend to be reserved all of a sudden, "Cinderella" showed her true colors, and she almost smashed him to death with a pumpkin carriage:
"Sir! Didn't you come to see me?"
She's about to cry—good scene, Iron Man loves to watch this joke.
Tony laughed uncontrollably, he tilted his head, pretending to be surprised:
"Sorry, so you're here. You know, there are a lot of tall people here."
—and Lizzie is getting a little petite, like a drop of dish soap in the dishwater.
He also used both palms to make a comparison between a towering tree and a short tree stump. Lizzie would not let him laugh easily, and she bared a mouthful of shiny white teeth at him.
"Really? I think it's mostly your limited vision."
Two immature men and women confront each other about their height.Finally, a compromise was reached: half a catty is right, why bother to hurt each other.
"That's not what a guy who just confessed to should do."
Lizzie pinched a small lace flower on the skirt and complained in a low voice.
"So I came to dance with you, what's the problem?"
Tony took her hand as a matter of course.The two slide onto the dance floor like a true prom couple.
"How do you know I don't have a date?" muttered Lizzie.The body swayed slightly with his guidance.
She was now committing the little hypocritical young girl's love affair, happy that he came unexpectedly, but also uncomfortable that her charm was not recognized.
This first taste of love is like overturning apple cider vinegar, sweet and sour.
Tony's unexpected answer: "No, I don't know. You haven't told anyone, poor boy."
She raised her head in surprise: "but you are here."
"Yes, I am here now, and I should be here."
Tony seemed a little absent-minded.His darker eyes wandered between Lizzie's raised face and a soft white neck.
good posture.She has the most kissable lips in the world.
But she still twittered like a little sparrow, insisting: "If I already have a partner—"
"Then I'll kick that damned brat away, are you satisfied with this answer?"
He retracted his overly presumptuous gaze, the caramel-like luster in his eyes softened, and there was a playful twinkle.
"Maybe I can take a more peaceful way, but the result may be beyond imagination-for example, when the boy abandons you and turns around and chooses me-"
"gentlemen--!"
Lizzie couldn't hold back.She wanted to pretend to be angry, but the corner of her mouth betrayed her, revealing a little dimple that couldn't help but laugh.
If Iron Man is ever found out to be a fake, it will be because of the lack of his one-liners.
He kept on saying, "You are smiling, you are so moved."
Lizzie had a keen sense of the difference in Tony - he had hardly ever flirted with her like this before.From an elder to a lover, he has two very different faces.
This quiet change was like the perfume she had smelled on him before, the hormones emanating from the texture of his suit, releasing a dangerous and surging smell towards her.
This expert in love has easily done it, he can make the atmosphere ambiguous with just one look.
Covered in his arms, Lizzie swayed with his movements, breathing hard.The sound of the music swelled from her eardrums and then disappeared, and her brain seemed to be flooding——
The reflections in the water are all the charming eyes of her partner.
Yet the dizzying consequence: her dance moves went wrong.
The first time Tony didn't respond, the second time he raised his eyebrows.
At the moment when the beautiful music paused for a while, he seized the opportunity to lean over to her ear, and lifted a bunch of curly hair: "Hey, baby, get your feet off my shoes, I can hear them creaking .”
God, I hate to say they look like rubber ducks with their mouths pinched.
Lizzie's face now looks like she's eaten hundreds of bottles of hot sauce again.
She coughed, trying to save face: "I made a mistake in my performance! I used to be a good dancer, and I was self-taught."
She diverted her attention a little to her feet, and now she finally looked decent.
"Really?" Tony was noncommittal, "I'd be happy to hear about the past, about you."
Want to get close to a heart?Learning about a person's past can get you on your way in no time.
"Me?" Lizzie mused on those distant events. "I don't remember much—because it's been so long, but I remember my first nightclub experience."
"You can't imagine who took me there." She blinked and said happily, "It's Steve. That prudish one."
A small line of surprise emerged between Tony's brows.
Ha, look what he found?
He's got hold of an old Popsicle!
He just said that this guy is far less majestic than his face!
"I don't think I've forgotten the name of it: Stoke's Nightclub, where my brother and Steve used to go, and the Roaring Commando guys—actually, that's where Steve and Peggy used to date .”
Peggy's red dress has been shining in her memory for a long time, and it has not faded in the slightest until today.
"I think I'm just not used to it..." She rubbed her nose shyly, "You know, under the conditions before, no one had the time to be an orthodox dance teacher, we would just wag funny, Follow the jukebox."
She stepped back with one foot, and although she appeared relaxed, the unbearable melancholy came out of her blue eyes; she felt that if no one gave her a hand, she would bid farewell to the new era, I fell in love with the quagmire of memories again.
Tony was the one who saved her in time, he was almost annoyed by his slip of the tongue, so he deliberately changed the subject:
"Uh uh, I know that one, I mean—the jukebox. When I was twenty-four, I went to a nostalgia dance that Podock gave."
Lizzie was indeed attracted by his words.She rolled her eyes curiously and listened carefully.
"Wayne and I were both there. I was Faust and he was the Count of Monte Cristo, and we both had diamonds on our necklines and wigs half a story high—"
"The effect is stunning."
"Because you're so, uh... so pretty?"
Lizzie looked at him puzzled.
Tony shrugged. "—Nope. Because nobody saw it as a masquerade."
The female guests wore old-fashioned small dresses, covered half of their faces with feather fans, and giggled like hens laying eggs.
Lizzie couldn't help laughing too: "You guys definitely discussed it, you really dare to pretend to be that apprentice!" She was talking about his Faust, "Then what happened next?"
"I think he's all right—of course no one wants to dance with us. It's just the two of us."
Just think, the count of Monte Cristo and Faust's ball encounter!
——Large disaster scene.
"The question is: who danced the female step?"
Tony looked generous: "It's Bruce."
Lizzie stared at him, hard.
"Hey, don't look at me, sweetheart. You think if it were me, I'd show you the joke?"
Lizzie smiled like a little devil: "You're lying."
Iron Man's persistence did not exceed ten seconds, he coughed very fakely, and his voice was weak.
"Well, it's me, you perceptive little freak. How did you find out?"
"I understand you, Tony." Lizzie raised the tip of her nose triumphantly, "The more you mess up the situation, the more energetic you are than others."
Compared with him, Master Wayne can be regarded as a decent person in the rich circle.
In the cheerful dance music, Tony held her palm and led her petite body to spin around.
He smacked his lips reminiscently: "I have a hunch that we are a natural match. Thinking about it carefully, the dance with Bruce was really exciting."
……
When another song ended, Tony and Lizzie stopped dancing tacitly.
The two separated temporarily, and Lizzie sat on the rest area, watching Tony holding champagne in his hands, and turning around like a butterfly——
No one would know he was just looking for two donuts.
While she was resting, a big boy in waiter uniform came over with a tray and bowed politely to her.
Lizzie opened the round tray and got a heart-shaped number plate with an "8" scrawled in highlighter on it.
She didn't know what it meant, but she looked around at the boys and girls wearing number plates, and they also pinned the number plates around their waists in a learned manner.
A bright light suddenly shot into the dance floor, illuminating the host standing in the center.Lizzie could hear him report the numbers enthusiastically from a long distance away.
"25! 31!..."
"8! 8!"
The shout of "8" suddenly became loud and distinct.Accompanied by the shouts of the host, the enthusiastic young people also began to look for the owner of the number 8.
Lizzie poked her head around for no apparent reason, but it was Peter who rushed over and dragged her out of the seat, the sweat on his brow was glistening.
"You're 8! You've been chosen! You have to play a game with us!"
Peter yelled at her over the blaring music.Also show her a number "31" peeking out from the pocket of the suit.
Lizzie was dragged to the side of the host in a daze.
A small group of people had already gathered around the host, and Lizzie saw Peter's goddess Liz from the group of young men and women. Her beautiful red dress was very fond of Lizzie, and before she waved to her, Lizzie was dragged aside by Peter.
He crackled and quickly explained the rules of the game to her.
This is a "blow the Kleenex" game.Lizzie, this little bastard, had never heard of it before, but after listening to it for a while, she found that the rules were surprisingly simple.
"Blow hard! The transfer of tissues between two people depends on the airflow! If it falls on the ground, it will fail."
"Don't worry, I will be in front of you then! I will blow steadily."
Peter's cheeks flushed with excitement.Lizzie seldom saw him drinking fake wine like this, but when she rolled her eyes and saw Liz who was just in front of Peter, she smiled knowingly and ambiguously.
The game team quickly lined up.Peter is the finale, and Lizzie is last.
Just as the host was about to announce the start of the game, a slightly vague voice sounded——
"Sorry kids, I don't know if I will be lucky enough to participate in this game?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Iron Man raised his hand like an obedient card.He has a donut in his mouth and holds another in his hand.
Lizzie felt a sudden urge.She wanted to run over and wipe the cat's whiskers of chocolate syrup off his mouth.
—Of course, another way is also fine.
The author has something to say: [Today's Best]: The serious gentleman who always appears in Nini's mouth...
The next chapter will make trouble.
After thinking about it, since I finished writing, I will send it out. From tomorrow, the time will return to normal. It will look like seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
[Time to roll call and send little red flowers]:
瓜子扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2120:36:44
goldcorda扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2122:03:08
柴火夜宵扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-2203:35:42
读者“R阿涛”,灌溉营养液102017-10-2215:12:59
读者“钱奴”,灌溉营养液102017-10-2215:08:50
读者“爱你在心口难开丶”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2213:18:09
读者“晏枝”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2200:22:14
读者“瑾世”,灌溉营养液12017-10-2122:56:56
读者“goldcorda”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2120:45:19
读者“有一只豆喵”,灌溉营养液52017-10-2117:45:14
读者“不美不萌又怎样”,灌溉营养液12017-10-2109:42:29
[Two big kisses! 】
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