[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

(omit year, month, and day)

Dear Lizzie Barnes:

Happy reading.To be honest, I am not used to talking to you in this form, I am more willing to talk.You know, you also keep saying that there's no one on the entire planet who talks louder than Iron Man, and I hope that's not pejorative.

Be serious.You always complain that I never praise you, I remember one midtown high school quiz, I was half-hearted about your grades, but I did not hesitate to admire Peter-you were jealous for three days because of this, and you ran to Steve sued me there.

It's true that Iron Man isn't afraid of Captain America, but I still have to apologize to you -- you know apologies are my verbal hell, and I'm fluent on paper.Because then I was avoiding you—

Hey, hey, let's put this aside for now.In order to keep you from turning over old scores, now I have to give you a good compliment.

I can't deny that it was your pretty face that first attracted me.Countless ordinary people in the world are fascinated by hue, and Iron Man is the worst one.He has everything from women's banknotes and spotlights; he claims to have picky taste, but he is actually very romantic.

I want to praise you for your beautiful eyes, even though they often rain heavily.There are dozens of teenage guys on campus, and I bet they'll write all kinds of lines praising your eyes, and they're sure enough to be framed in a museum, that's what I thought the first time I saw you.

Every time you do something wrong, you look at me with these blue eyes.I am like a drowning man, pretending to swim in the shimmering ocean; but in fact, my posture is already messed up: when you raise your head, my arms can't move.

More often they are bright and charming, brighter than the eyes of young stags leaping in temples.They make you look two times younger than you really are - maybe more than two times -

This is your fault, you are a bad popsicle, you often use those childish and cute little moves to instigate me to forget your age.

There are also times when you cry, with tears streaming from your round eyes.This happens a lot when you're with me.God knows why such a small person has such well-developed lacrimal glands!

It's not good for any of us, especially for me.My heart trembles when you cry.

But there are exceptions, if the scene happened in bed, that's another matter.I like the feeling of making you cry. At that time, you would push me with your hands, and your strength was nothing to mention; your eyelashes would also flicker. If I were rougher, you would not be able to bear it. flushed chest.I'll lick them clean at my leisure.

You're guaranteed to be pissed reading this and blush like a ton of ketchup.But I hope you will read it patiently. After all, there are not many such opportunities, and technological geniuses have worked hard for it.

Let's talk about your eyebrows and small nose again.They are very British, delicate and smoky, as chic as the town of Bibury.When they are wrinkled, it means you are angry; but this is rare, most of the time their lines are stretched, matching your lips to form a sunflower-like smile.

Speaking of your lips, this is again the bragging part.I don't like those that are too thin, your two petals seem to be made for me by God, and I love the sensuality when I hold them and suck them.After I finish kissing you, your cheeks and lips are as pink as peaches.

To be honest, I miss the way you actively pursued me, I guess you remember?We were sitting in the same car, and I really didn't have any extra thoughts about you at that time.

— Well, maybe a little bit.Just a tiny bit the size of a mosquito's leg.

It's not the first time I've teased you with my seat belt; but you did something I didn't expect: you pouted that little mouth and told me to "wait and see".

I'm sorry I wasn't being honest - otherwise we wouldn't have to wait, and I'd pin you down on the passenger seat and kiss you, hard.

Fortunately, we didn't miss each other, but that opportunity is no longer available now - more often than not, I tried every means to tease you.You've been a bit of a snub lately because of the sticky champagne.

No—I shouldn't have mentioned that stupid cat in my letter, stop walking towards the cat cushion, and you won't have any chance of getting close to her.

Well, where did I just say that?

Damn it, I get dizzy just talking about it—ah, yes, your lips.

After talking about the face, should we talk about the body?Take your palms off your face, there's nothing to be ashamed of about body compliments.

If your little face is a delicious cream floret, your figure is the icing on the top of the cream.I used to dislike your white T-shirt and jeans, they wrapped you into an 80s obedient brand;

But now I really want to cry like you!Crying the contempt of the past is too naive!You're wearing my favorite cherry tank top and hot pants in the summer, which is not a good thing-after all, Iron Man has good taste, and everyone likes him!

With Iron Man alone, it is impossible to pick out the eyes of all the little boys in 5 minutes.

I also comforted myself not to worry, they may be younger and more lively than me, but no one knows the story of every part of your body better than me.I like to touch the soft depression on your shoulder blades when you lift them up. The arc is similar to the two symmetrical pits on your waist, and they are both excellent containers for honey.

You still have well-proportioned legs and an attractive little butt.The latter is bulging and elastic, and the silhouette lying on the bed can put me on the beach in an instant. I must not be the only one who wants to apply sunscreen for you; the former is nothing to say, the taste of them wrapped around my waist at night is really wonderful , not enough to be understood by the group of stunned green-eyed green-eyed young people.

You are a combination of angels and demons. I have never felt the double sky of ice and fire before you.When I saw you lying on my big bed, unconsciously making provocative poses, the blood in my whole body rushed to the dangerous part, more than a whore; but when I saw you smiling at me , revealing two sweet little dimples on her cheeks——

I regained my peace.It's like trekking all night back to the fire in the cold winter, picking up the thick blanket that the old man only covered.

Wrapped in a thick blanket, I recall the things that happened between us like a real grandpa.

You say I've sent you many presents, but I just want to flush some of your memories down the toilet - that spring clown was determined not to keep it, I couldn't have been worse, as bad as a prank addict Boys in lower grades who want to attract the attention of others.

But you say that's when you really fell in love with me?

Well, I changed my mind writing this.It should be put in a glass case, next to Sam's stuffed steel wings.

My real favorite gift isn't the little suit of armor in black and blue, it's not the choux puffs, it's not the champagne—

I'm glad I gave you a home.

My Jesus Christ, such a wonderful destiny.If I hadn't sent Wade and Peter to Romania to find you, if I had lost track of your activities in foreign countries, you and Barnes might have been displaced, listening to the sound of rain pitifully in a small hotel for several nights.

I have to take it easy.You know my imagination has always been rich, but with this little brain activity alone, my heart is as crumpled as my little pony that has been washed in a washing machine.

I know that sooner or later we will meet again, sooner or later we will fall in love, but one day earlier is one day, one moment longer is one moment!

If I had the chance to go back in time, I'd have to grab young Tony Stark by the collar and make him find you, whether you're in the middle of a gunshot or in the freezing cold.

I don't need to tell you the next thing, he can't wait to fall in love with you.

No, wait - may God forgive my fickleness!I shouldn't expect the 20-year-old "me" to have you like this, he is too young to know how to love someone.

I'm so glad you chose Tony Stark, baby.

He was once a neon swinger, a party animal, squandering his money and his emotions;

He has seen the pinnacle of the world, when he felt that he had everything, beauties, friends, and power;

He also fell to the bottom. Once he was boring, no one cared about him, and when he was weird, he was alone.

You are pacing outside his abandoned garden, and you greet in a daze: Hey, hello!

——I want to apologize to him a hundred times for his sarcastic remarks at the time.

But how can you have such great courage in your little heart: you break through the barriers and plunge into the ruins.

You planted a flower on his wound, and it might be a rose unique to Stark.

You are indeed beautiful and lovely, but your charm is far more than your skin: you still have many good qualities that I can boast about for three days and three nights.

You are upright, and sometimes I even hate it, lest it bring disaster; but then you will use your stubbornness to convince me, let me know that you will be determined for what you think is worth it, and you will not hit it The south wall does not look back.

To this day I don't want to mention our shared nightmare.This does not mean that I am used to avoiding, on the contrary, my love for you is more than sorrow.I kept silent about it, because I didn't want to see your smiling face sink; I always introspected, because the scars carved on your body reminded me of what I had done to you.

I swear on the dignity of the Starks: I will never let you go alone in the night again.

You gritty Brooklyn girl, you did keep your word - you said you'd "protect me".

And I will spend the rest of my life fulfilling my promise.Every day in the future, I am willing to face the bright days we are together with the optimism equal to your value.

If you like ferris wheels, we now have an entire fairground that I can set up as My Little Pony's paradise; if you like ice cream, there are ice cream machines on every floor of the Avengers Building (summer only) .

I also want to go with you to see the eight wonders of the world; we will kiss under the fireworks in Manhattan, and talk to each other in the moonlight of Brooklyn.

Don't dislike my sour poetic words——I also only realized the moment I picked up the pen, maybe a Stark can also become a writer——

Love is intangible, but it can be felt; you are the one who leads me to feel it, like the clouds that hold my hands and touch the distant mountains.Love is not night-and-night parties, nor is it pleasure-seeking.

There is nothing more worthy than the love you gave me, and I will hold on to it and give it back until I die.

Yours sincerely,

Anthony Edward Stark

……

(PS I saw the pregnancy test report you hid and I knew you were going to scare me and see if I would cry.

Well, you're halfway there.My eyes got wet, Jarvis testified.The specific process can not be detailed, in short, I love you. )

The author has something to say: After writing, it will be released.Love you guys! ! !

#Please eat with the classic love song "AngelofMine".

This time it's really over, my eyes are moist orz

Best of luck to Tony and Lizzie!

See you next time in our new life!

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