[Comprehensive British and American] Amnesia sweetheart

It's so sweet, it's so sweet.

The author has something to say: Harry took a completely different route from Peter...

then

Let me remind you of the collection of the two new pits next door

Save the manuscript until this time

I should have started to update first love urgently

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Do you suck cats today??

☆, don't turn green!i just want to see you

After grooming, Harry entered the dining room.The waiter took him into the box, and when he opened the door, he saw Dolly fidgeting.When she saw him, she blushed and tilted her head with a bright smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Dolly pursed her lips and complained, unaware that she had said something she shouldn't have said.

"Regret entering the restaurant?" Harry raised his voice, teasing deliberately.

Dolly quickly looked away, lowered her head and flipped through the menu with a look of concentration.

"You could have waited for me in the car just now," Harry continued.It's up to Dolly to be embarrassed.

The waiter on the side didn't look sideways, serving tea and knife and plate for them.

Dolly bit her lower lip, held up the catalog, and stood between the two of them, "You help me decide! Come on Harry, I don't want to order by myself."

"I prefer to take my time." Harry said leisurely, raised his hand, pressed down the table of contents lying between them, and looked through the menu slowly.

Dolly must be thinking wrong.She put down the menu, covered her face with her hands, and pressed her head on the table.Dolly didn't look up until he finished ordering.

Harry propped his head on his hands, across the square table, enjoying Dolly's embarrassment leisurely.

He had no idea Dolly could be so shy.Interesting.He loves these fresh responses.

"Are you going to keep your head up all night?"

Dolly lifted her face slightly and looked at him through her fingers.

"Why would you say that!"

"Which?"

"...I don't want to talk to you anymore. You bully me!"

"I did nothing."

Dolly took a deep breath and stared at him, shocked and pointed.

"What else do you want to do?"

a lot of.Harry thought, of course he didn't say it.He just glanced at Dolly's hand on the table, just on his dominant side.He raised his hand to cover Dolly's fingers, gently rubbing the palm of his hand.

Dolly frowned, not knowing why.Of course she didn't know what that meant.

Harry found it was not good for him to play any longer.Dolly is too innocent, after all, it is his internal injury, it is not interesting to put out the fire twice in one night.Harry drew back his hand, and squeezed Dolly's fingers before closing it.Dolly puffed up and hid her hands under the table.

"Maybe we don't have to come to this restaurant every time," Dolly said, before the waiter wheeled the dining cart into the box. "I think we can eat somewhere else."

Harry looked around the box. "You don't like it here?"

"I like it very much, but I also want to go somewhere else." Dolly tilted her head, put her hands on the side of the chair, and swayed back and forth slightly, "Besides, I don't have so many formal dresses, and I don't want to spend a lot of time every time. dress up."

Harry watched Dolly almost fascinated.Her black hair, her brown eyes, her white and slender neck, her off-shoulder dress, and her arms hidden under the gauze sleeves, "We can go shopping later." He wanted Dolly Change clothes for him to see.Want Dolly to dress up for him.

Dolly looked at him seriously, not aware of any deep meaning in his gaze. "That's not what I meant, Harry. I like the restaurant you've chosen, and I'm glad you bought me things, but more often than not, I just want to see you."

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly and joked, "Who can talk now?"

"I'm telling the truth." Dolly looked serious, and when the waiter brought the plate, she subconsciously straightened her back.These little actions made Harry want to laugh, and at the same time, he began to think about going to a more relaxed restaurant next time, so as not to stress Dolly too much.

The current Dolly is not the squeamish little princess who has been spoiled by him for eight years, and she is not used to the life he gives her.Harry told himself he had to take his time.

"Me too. So, I'll still take you shopping," said Harry, but really he just wanted to see Dolly change.

Dolly puffed up her face, stopped arguing, and concentrated on studying where to start with the plate of lettuce in front of her.

Sometimes Dolly does this, expressing her disapproval with silence.This matter can be confirmed from the fact that Dolly dragged him to watch the night view on the bridge after dinner.She just didn't give him the chance to go to Boutique Street.

The setting sun shone brightly on the water under the bridge deck.Dolly took off her heels, climbed up to the edge of the bridge, and walked barefoot over the metal railing.

"Harry, look!" Dolly smiled happily.She enjoys showing off her excellent sense of balance in front of the public.

"It's dangerous, come down quickly." Harry looked terrified.With the height of this bridge, if you fall into the river from here, you will have to lie down for half a month if you don't die.

Dolly smiled brightly, and didn't intend to listen to him at all, and stepped on the railing and turned around, as if she was dancing a ballet.

"I'm so good!" Dolly looked at him proudly.

"Dolly, this isn't funny." Harry heard his own voice shaking.His heart was hanging higher than the top of the bridge, and he seized the opportunity to catch Dolly, and hugged her horizontally in his arms.

Dolly kept laughing, hooked his neck and hung on him, refusing to touch the ground.Harry really had nothing to do with Dolly, so he just hugged her like this.

"You could have given me a heart attack." Harry snapped, nibbling the tip of Dolly's nose with his teeth punitively.

Dolly smiled, covered her nose, and leaned forward to give him a superficial kiss.

"It's funny how nervous you are," Dolly said unexpectedly.

"Not interesting." Harry said with a cold face, several rows of ways to punish Dolly appeared in his mind, and the conclusion was that all of them had to be executed after marriage, damn it, "I don't like this kind of thing, there will be no next time, otherwise you Never try to get close to any bridge in your life."

"Then how am I going to live in New York?" Dolly's eyes widened.

"I have a helicopter." Harry didn't care about money at all.He has plenty of money.

Dolly was silent for two seconds, declaring defeat. "Okay, you win." She jumped off the ground, put on her heels, and walked backwards facing him.

Despite Dolly's compromise, Harry was still uneasy. "Honey, I promise you, now you don't need to do dangerous things, and you can get my full attention." He emphasized, because in the past, Dolly would occasionally use some wayward behavior to Gain all his thoughts, such as being dangerous, such as making him repeat the same words over and over again, such as making him angry.

Dolly tilted her head with an innocent look on her face. "However, you rarely have other expressions."

It was Harry's turn to be silent.Did you want to see him change his face?What a joke.

"I want to see me nervous, but you will have plenty of opportunities in the future." Harry raised his eyebrows and said helplessly.He sized up Dolly's dress today, and changed the subject accordingly, "You really like this kind of fluffy dress, don't you?"

"It's the first time I've worn it for you." Dolly stood on tiptoe and walked around the street.The hem of the skirt flew up, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Harry grabbed Dolly's hand to keep her from running into pedestrians. "Don't like yellow and green?"

"I just don't like wearing it." Dolly clarified, then looked at him suspiciously, "How do you know?"

"I just know." Harry raised the corner of his mouth, not intending to explain.He took Dolly's hand and walked slowly towards the parking lot.

Since Dolly won't make up her own clothes, it's up to him, isn't it?

Three days later, Harry took Dolly to his place.

"You live in this kind of place?!" Dolly kept exclaiming, looking out from inside the car.

"It's normal here." Harry dismissed it.He wants Dolly to get used to it quickly, because this will become Dolly's future life, and this future is just around the corner.

Dolly looked back, glaring at him with a pointed look. "It's not normal at all, I was completely scared." She said, continuing to look out of the car, "Shouldn't we get out of the car?"

"No need this time." Harry drove the car into the straight elevator, and while the elevator went up, he stretched out his hand to play with Dolly's earlobe, "You tend to get nervous easily, and when you get used to it, I'll take you through the lobby."

"That's because it's tense here." Dolly shot him a sideways look, opened the car window, and watched the elevator.

"Wow, low-key resplendent. Arms dealer is a lucrative job. Is your garage upstairs?"

"This is a single-story single-family house."

"Single-story single family in Upper Manhattan! Why can you be so rich!"

He could have more money.Harry didn't think so, "Will it?" What he was thinking now was that he didn't have a chance to touch it before, and now he realized how soft Dolly's earlobes are.

Dolly looked indignant. "Damn rich."

"You scolded yourself." Harry shrugged.When the elevator reached the floor, he opened the car window, entered the fingerprint password, and after parking the car, he took Dolly into the entrance.

Dolly stopped outside the entrance, looking at the space between the elevator door and the entrance.Harry stood in the hallway, waiting for Dolly in bewilderment.

"It's so empty here." Dolly said this after looking at it for a long time.

"I'm too lazy to arrange."

Dolly turned her head and looked at him with glittering, 24-carat gold eyes.

"You decide everything here," said Harry, under Dolly's expectant eyes.How could he disappoint Dolly?He knew all too well what Dolly wanted to do. "As long as you want."

"Is this here?" Dolly pointed to this space, raising a bright smile, "Can there be flowers here? Can there be a garden? I want a lot of lavender, and a lot of Rosemary. "

Harry was slightly taken aback.Although not an elf, Dolly still loves gardens and herbs.

"I could make this a greenhouse," said Harry, unable to hold back the corners of his mouth. "I don't take care of the plants, though. If you want flowers and plants, you'll have to take care of them here every day."

Dolly nodded excitedly. "I could come here every day!"

Harry smiled and said, "I mean, move here."

Dolly opened her eyes wide.Dolly tilted her head.Dolly froze.

"Living together just after dating? Is this okay?" Dolly murmured, holding her forehead.It seems a little dizzy.

Harry declined to comment.He pointed to the staircase next to him and said: "It leads to the second floor. There is a single-family house here with a high ceiling. I separated the high-ceilinged space and reserved it as a laboratory. You can go in, but try not to touch anything... I think You'd better not enter alone, I don't want you to be in any danger. Come here, I will set your authority."

The author has something to say: I found

when dolly and harry

suddenly became squeamish

she and peter

It's just what she is, so much more normal

follow harry

Harry's favorite

Just too coquettish......

So the problem is actually Harry??!!

☆, don't turn green!i don't just like you

Of course, Harry didn't let Dolly find out about any superfluous things, such as stereo projection, and those videos, he didn't want to cause extra complications.He gave Dolly the right to come in and out freely, which was just the first step in his abduction of Dolly to live with him.

"It's really empty here." Dolly walked around the house, her voice echoing in the house, "Don't you buy furniture? Oh, you do, you only buy white furniture."

"You don't like it?" Harry raised his voice, standing in the dining room, waiting for Dolly to discover his surprise for herself.

"I don't like it, it gets dirty easily. Can I go into your room? Wow, there are so many things I can't understand... It feels like your technology is from the future. Why are there so many electrical appliances that I haven't seen before?"

That's right, it's from the future.Harry wouldn't say it, he said, "You can change the furniture you like. We'll make an appointment."

"You want me to decorate? The whole house? Wow, I feel like a hostess. Wait, there's a secret door here I want to open I think it's so funny... what is this!"

Harry raised the corners of his mouth and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

"Don't like it?" he asked, leaning sideways under the door beam, looking at the shocked Dolly in the middle of the room.

Dolly stood in front of the secret door that led to the cloakroom.

His cloakroom for Dolly.

It was already full of clothes he had bought for Dolly.

Dolly looked into the cloakroom, then at him.Looking at the cloakroom, then at him.

"This is..." Dolly pointed to the cloakroom, tilted her head, and asked cautiously, "Which woman is it for?"

"Of course you." Harry frowned slightly.

Dolly opened her eyes wide, looking forward to it, but said anxiously: "Really? So many clothes? You put the clothes for me in your house?"

"It's only part of it." Harry shrugged.Dolly used to have more clothes than these.

Dolly jumped at him excitedly.He caught it, moved inertially, hugged Dolly and raised it high.

"You're so kind to me!" she said cheerfully, putting her hands on his shoulders and smiling. "You must love me very much. You really want to marry me."

"You're only confirming this now?" Harry raised his eyebrows, allowing Dolly to lean over and peck him on the forehead and cheek.

"I love you too," Dolly said, kissing him on the lips. "I love it when you have my stuff in your house. Lots, lots, lots of my stuff. I'm going to take over your place. You're all It's all mine."

"Well, that's right." Harry responded softly, turning his head slightly to prevent Dolly from seeing his possessive eyes clearly, "so you are mine too."

It's him, Harry Osborn's.

He is alone.

Dolly had no doubt about him, and nodded happily. "Yeah!" she responded, motioning for him to put her on the ground, "I'm all yours, that's fair. Now I'm going to play with those clothes, I want to see what you have prepared for me. It's amazing, you How do you know my size?"

"Just try it and you'll know." Harry didn't answer directly, urging Dolly to change.He couldn't tell her that he had secretly scanned her figure with the program on his mobile phone, and confirmed all the distances and measurements from her bust to the fingertips.

In fact, Dolly still likes clothes and shoes.She just doesn't want to spend time picking.

Exactly, she didn't want to spend her date with Harry choosing.She feels that every minute she spends with Harry is precious, because Harry is very busy and it is a waste to pick out clothes.

But what if he moved in with Harry?

That would ensure she could see Harry every day.

Dolly thought hesitantly as she browsed the cloakroom.The reason why she didn't dare to move was that the progress was really too fast and she was unprepared for what might happen, and the second was that after living alone for a few months, her living habits became casual and she was afraid that her image in Harry's heart would be broken... …

She was terrified that Harry would not want her.Because Harry acted too passionately in love, Dolly was really worried. After the passionate period, Harry began to treat her coldly.

Holding the dress in her arms, Dolly decided to discuss this matter with Harry sometime.Or, set a deadline for moving?

Dolly thought about it for a long time, she didn't change her clothes, she stood in front of the mirror in a daze, she didn't notice Harry came in for a while, she just sat on the sofa next to her and observed her.

"Sometimes I really want to get inside your head and see what you're thinking."

Suddenly Harry spoke.Dolly was so frightened that she dropped the dress she was holding in her arms.She turned her head and found Harry sitting on the sofa on the left, and quickly picked up the clothes to cover her body.

"No need to cover it up." Harry laughed, "I've been sitting here for at least five minutes."

Dolly puffed up and insisted on covering it.She quickly found a light dress to put on, walked to the sofa, and crawled into Harry's arms.

"You scared me," Dolly charged.

"You're too preoccupied, I can't bear to disturb you." Harry retorted.

Dolly curled herself up so that she could nestle against Harry's chest like a cat, enjoying his warmth. "You should speak up."

"Okay, I'll knock on the door later." Harry lowered his head, gazed at her gently, stroking her hair with his fingers, and the corners of his raised mouth softened his haughty features, making one want to fall in love with him.

"Like your gift? My elf."

Dolly tilted her head, feeling fresh about Harry's address. "I like it very much. Thank you." Then he kissed Harry on the lips.

Harry put his arm around Dolly's waist, his palm on her rib side, his other hand on her thigh, and began to move restlessly up and down.

"Not enough," Harry murmured, leaning over to kiss her deeper, moving his palms toward her inner thighs and sides of her chest. "So what were you thinking just now?" he asked.

Dolly felt her brain start to starve of oxygen.She realized she had chosen the wrong dress, a dress with shoulder straps thinner than a hair tie, loose and flimsy, and Harry didn't have to do anything, the dress just slipped down.And Harry made her want to open up, to touch more of her with his fingertips, but also a little scared.

"I was thinking... well... I can't move here too soon..." Dolly answered Harry's question, trying to stay sane.

"Why?" Harry continued, leaning down to kiss her breasts and unbuttoning the back of her underwear.

"Because... um... I don't think I'm ready... for you to see me without image."

Harry's tongue continued to wander over her.Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head, and frowned at her.

"Image? What do you mean? Make it clear."

Dolly looked away, biting her lower lip.She doesn't really want to explain, it's about self-esteem.

Harry shifted his arms around her so they were facing each other, but it also gave Dolly the distinct feeling of Harry pushing against her.She turned her face away in embarrassment, feeling hot all over.

"Say it." Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Explain, Dolly."

"It's not too important." Dolly tried to quibble, trying to change the subject, "Should we not continue?"

"Won't continue until we've finished talking," Harry said sternly.He stared at her and asked, "You think I won't like your whole picture? Do you doubt my feelings for you?"

Dolly was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect her own thoughts, from Harry's point of view, to be interpreted in this way.She tried to explain: "But I don't wear makeup at home. I may dress casually. I need personal space, I may leave the door open when I go to the toilet, and I don't like doing housework. Put fruit inside."

"So?" Harry asked nonchalantly.

"Some things will be different from what you see now." Dolly gesticulated, "We have just confirmed our relationship, and we need to adjust our living habits. I'm afraid..."

"Are you afraid that I don't love you?" Harry raised his voice.

Dolly's words were cut off and she couldn't refute. She could only lower her head and look at Harry aggrieved and innocently.

Harry frowned, fell silent for a moment, and sighed. "You're worrying about the last thing you need to worry about, Dolly," he said, his tone returning to calm. "Before, sometimes, when I was alone, I thought, if I could not love you, I wish I could, but I can't do it, I just can't. And now, I have you, I can't bear you to leave me, and I can't believe that you doubt me. As long as you want, I will buy a ring and kneel in front of you at any time. I don't Just like you, Dolly, I love you."

Dolly stared steadily at Harry.She saw anxiety, apprehension, and pleading in Harry's eyes, emotions that she didn't understand why they were happening to Harry at this moment, and it confused her.But generally speaking, this should mean that she can trust Harry, right?

"Why do you like me so much?" Dolly tilted her head and asked puzzledly, "We haven't known each other for long, and you regard me so important?"

"Because I just know, you're the one I want." Harry didn't explain, just kissed her, "You can't imagine... how long I've waited... Don't doubt anymore, honey. I want you, just you."

Dolly was so dazzled by the kiss that she just wanted to lie on Harry's lap with her legs spread, and she couldn't bear the fact that Harry continued to push against her and do nothing.She couldn't think, she wanted it so badly.

But Harry just held her tight, right in front of her eyes, next to her, panting and handling himself when there was barely any distance between them.

"I won't touch you until I'm married." Harry told her, his eyes full of painful patience and borderline depression, "don't worry, honey, you are my treasure, and you deserve all the best."

"But..." Dolly looked at Harry blankly, surprised, confused, and moved in her heart.She wanted to help because Harry looked like he was having a hard time, but Harry endured it anyway.

And has been patient.

Later, Dolly agreed to live together, when they were about to enter the second month of their relationship.One is to take care of the plants in the front yard—now, Dolly calls the space in front of the entrance the front yard, and the other is that she really wants to see Harry every day.Many things were much more convenient, Harry didn't have to spend more time driving her home, she could go to school closer, and she didn't have to see Harry's disapproving expression about not being able to live together.

Now that they live together, Harry will show her desire to some extent.In fact, this happens from time to time.Every time it came to a head Harry would stop and work it out on his own.Harry never let any part of her directly touch his vitals.He said that should be left until after marriage.

Only once did he shoot too high, spilling a little on her cheek.That time Harry's eyes became dangerous, and he hoarsely asked her to lick it off.

Dolly thought she might try it and took a small lick.The smell made her whole face pucker up.

"so bitter!"

"The bitterness is yours too," said Harry, holding her in his arms, "you can only take it as you please."

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just read it quietly

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I compiled the quota for so long

just for harry

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☆, don't turn green!what kind of wedding do you want

Another thing, which Dolly liked very much, was that once in a while Harry would cook for her, a simple meal.

Harry didn't look like a housekeeper at all.But the truth is, he can.

"I thought you were the kind of prince who came out of the castle." Dolly asked curiously.When she's watching Harry do the dishes and all she needs to eat is dessert.

"I am." Harry said without hesitation.He glanced back at her and raised his eyebrows, "Before I had you, I never had to do anything by myself. After I have you, I can't take care of you by others, and I haven't invented a babysitter to take care of you." The machine had to start learning to do things."

Dolly vaguely felt that these words were weird, but at the same time felt that they seemed reasonable.She knew that Harry was very talented and powerful, and could design many machines, so she asked excitedly, "Is there any nanny machine?"

"There will always be." Harry vaguely said, "You don't know how touched old Joe was, and how nervous the other servants were, afraid that I would learn to do things and make them lose their jobs."

"You still have servants? Who is Old Joe?" Dolly had many questions.

"Of course. Old Joe is the housekeeper. Maybe you'll know him by chance. If we ever go back to my hometown. We don't necessarily need to go back there."

At that time, Dolly had a vague feeling that Harry didn't seem to want to go back to his old home.

She doesn't know why.Harry didn't talk much about that part of the story.

But it doesn't matter, she can wait.Dolly thought confidently.She knows that Harry loves her very much and is willing to do anything for her, so she can wait slowly until the day when Harry is willing to tell her everything.

She will trust Harry.

Things are going well.Harry thought.

He made Dolly agree to live together.Dolly seemed very happy and acted like a baby to him every day.He no longer needs to click on those past memories to satisfy himself, he has the real Dolly by his side.

However, this gradually made him dissatisfied and left him wanting more.Every morning when he wakes up and sees Dolly's sleeping face, he wants to propose, he wants Dolly.He also wanted Dolly to conceive their child, he wanted to have their child.

He didn't want to go back to his original world more and more.

There was no way he could have given Dolly to Peter.Not to die.

The idea of ​​monopolizing Dory filled Harry's head, prompting him to destroy the key that enabled time travel.That was the key to his previous residence, his first residence in this world, the residence prepared for him by the Justice League, so that he could be contacted conveniently and avoid losing contact.

He had already moved away from there.

Perhaps when he moved, he had the thought of not going back.

How good is it to stay here?He, and Dolly, two people, for a lifetime.No one will bother.

Crazy thoughts kept growing, and more self-blasphemy couldn't be satisfied.Until one day, Dolly said suddenly.

"Harry. Shall we go buy a ring?"

When he said this, he was working, drawing the blueprints.Dolly is holding the tablet and writing a report beside her.She raised her head, looked at him, and said casually, but her eyes were bright.

Harry froze for a second, then narrowed his eyes.

"I said, let's go buy a ring," repeated Dolly, more clearly, "I love you, Harry. I think, I want to marry you."

"Are you sure?" Harry heard his voice trembling. "You have to be very sure to say that to me, baby. This is no joke, you can't go back on your word."

Dolly jumped up and jumped at him.He catches Dolly, reflex action.

"I love you! I love you the most!" Dolly yelled with a smile, kissing his cheek and lips, "I want to be with you forever! Bravo."

"That might be." Harry looked into Dolly's eyes, his voice weak.He is scared.What if Dolly regains her memory someday?What if Dolly remembers her love affair with Peter when she goes back?No, he can't risk it.They cannot go back.

"You have to have confidence in yourself." Dolly wrinkled her face and shook her head at him, "You are the best to me in the whole world, and you are the only one in me. I'm afraid you don't want me, you have already put me Spoiled, now I can't do anything well on my own. You're in charge."

"That's why I pet you." Harry was telling the truth.This has always been his purpose of pampering Dolly.He wanted Dolly to have no choice but to leave.

Who knew that Peter would make Dolly grow up and let Dolly leave him.

But don't worry, there's no Peter here.

"You're the only one I have." Harry smiled, took Dolly's hand and kissed her fingertips, "We'll pick out the ring tomorrow. What kind of wedding do you want?"

Unexpectedly, Dolly is not interested in a big wedding.She said that she didn't know who to invite, and her relatives were gone, or they were far away in China, and they had long been strangers.classmate?It doesn't seem to be good enough to have to attend the wedding.She's used to being alone, she's used to just Harry.

Harry has no one to invite, he has no relatives or friends here.So, they went to take wedding photos, get their naturalization notarized, and they celebrated.

Dolly was so excited that night, bouncing up and down on the bed.Harry was not surprised by Dolly's appearance, but thought she was dangerous in her wedding dress and could fall.

"We're married! Married! Married!"

"Honey, do you want to take off your wedding dress first?"

"what?"

Then Dolly really fell.Harry caught it quickly.

The idea of ​​lifting the ban is insane.He started to kiss Dolly, pulled off her wedding dress, her waistcoat, her garter, and pressed Dolly on the carpet. His left hand went straight between her legs and slid to the bottom.

Dolly gave him a sweeter reaction than he expected.She gasped for breath, needing more of his touch to breathe.That was good, he wanted Dolly's reaction.Harry couldn't wait to push. It was more satisfying than he expected.He felt that all the anxiety in his heart was satisfied by Dolly, and the madness turned into calm.

"Shh, shh...does it hurt?" Harry coaxed softly, kissing away the tears from Dolly's cheeks.It's what he does best, and he's been doing it most of his life.He knew Dolly would be coaxed by him in no time.

Dolly stopped her tears, and looked at him aggrieved and patiently.

"It hurts a bit. It's not what I thought it would be." Dolly whimpered, grabbing him with both hands and tugging at his back. "I'm a little scared, Harry. I want a hug."

Harry felt distressed.He hugged Dolly tightly, coaxed softly, and held back to give Dolly time to get used to him.

"Be patient, Dolly. It won't hurt soon. Baby, bear with me... You can bite me, it doesn't matter how you grab me. Don't cry, I'm here, I'm here, and I won't leave you, forever Won't……"

Dolly endured it desperately, tears kept falling, obviously really hurting.She hugged him tightly, as if that would make her feel safe.

"I want, I want you to move." Dolly managed to get the words out.

Harry raised his eyebrows and saw beads of his own sweat dripping down Dolly's cheeks, mixed with Dolly's tears, and sliding down to her earlobes.

"Are you sure? You're still in pain, it might hurt even more if I move."

Dolly nodded vigorously. "I can't, just keep this posture." She forced the corners of her mouth to move.

All night, Harry tried to be gentle, tried everything to make Dolly feel better and Dolly happy.After the first time, Dolly was much better, and by the second time, it was Dolly who was pestering him to want it.

And he just wants to give everything to satisfy Dolly.Like how Dolly satisfied him.

Dolly noticed that Harry looked much happier now that he was married.

She watches Harry every day.From the beginning, when they first met, Harry was really difficult at that time, changing his face at every turn, always expressionless, until they were ambiguous, Harry began to smile a little, a little friendly, and then they confirmed their relationship, haha Smiles increase, anxiety and uncertainty also increase.After living together, Harry's mood gradually improved, but he still often appeared anxious.

Now that they were married, Harry had almost no anxiety.He is very happy, he will smile and kiss her every morning, let her work with him, watch her cook, and help her design a little helper robot.

Dolly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally confirmed that her existence was necessary for Harry.She didn't know why Harry was so anxious, and Harry wouldn't tell, and she didn't understand.She could only try to make Harry happy in every way, just like Harry always made her happy.

As the time spent together increased, Dolly discovered that Harry was really smart.He was definitely the smartest person she had ever met.He knows medicine, can design machinery, is good at languages, and can even play the piano.She couldn't think of anything that would bother Harry.

Their home, from the beginning, an empty room where Harry lived alone, gradually filled with furniture they had chosen together.

Harry proposed a honeymoon trip.He believes that without a grand wedding, there should at least be a long trip.They scheduled the trip for the summer, before NYU's semester-long dance.

"You should take me to it." Harry was very persistent about this matter, "How could you not take me to a dance?"

"But I may not finish." Dolly tried to get Harry to give up.She was really worried that her dissertation would not be finished in time.

"Is that more important than you taking me to the dance?!"

Dolly was speechless.

And why does this sentence sound like they have reversed their positions?

Anyway, in the end, Dolly could only take Harry to the school dance.Even though Dolly had been prepared for a long time, it was so eye-catching and controversial to bring a substitute professor who once made more than half of the campus women, and a substitute professor who privately circulated photos wildly, to the school dance.

Does she have other options?

No.

Right.

That's Harry.Harry, who is self-willed and doesn't care about anything.

The decision pleased Harry.For days after the ball, she would drown in Harry's enthusiasm.She thought it was a way for Harry to express his emotions.Harry couldn't hide his emotions every time he was in bed.Harry was unhappy that day, and she knew it when he took off his clothes.

When Harry is unhappy, his desire is stronger and more brutal, so he won't hurt her, but he will hang her and ask her to say a lot of words to satisfy him, and he likes to watch her cry and beg.

When Harry is happy, his actions are relatively gentle and enthusiastic, and he will use various tricks to satisfy her, make her happy, and satisfy her.She doesn't need to do anything, she just needs to enjoy.

The author has something to say: the same

just watch quietly

After reading this stroller

then run my hair

say i'm great

That's fine

we keep a low profile

Although I have pinched the number of words

is in safe range

written with trepidation

Meow……

☆, don't turn green!I love you so much that my heart hurts

Dolly loves life now.she can't find