[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

Just when they looked at each other with boredom, the door of this store was pushed open again, and a boy with short silver-gray hair came in. He looked around and locked on to Vivian immediately. In that corner, the excitement was beyond words, and I almost couldn't maintain the superficial calm when I was talking to you in the past:

"Vivian?"

Vivienne may be the most serious person eating at this table. She is full of enthusiasm and concentration on the food on the table, and she is ignorant of the sinister atmosphere around her until she is called by the boy who came to talk to her. The name just raised its head, and at that moment, the atmosphere of sparks flying between Tonks and Rumlow disappeared, and the peace was so peaceful that they could go to win the Nobel Peace Prize in a second, and Oscar owed them all A statuette.

"You are..." Vivienne went through the people she knew and the recent events in her mind, and quickly remembered the lively and energetic young man in front of her. The big boy is connected with the chatterbox "Silver Scud" who gave her Amway this store on the Internet.But the matter of calling people's online names in public is really a challenge to Vivian's shame. Her guardian never allowed her to be so unruly, so she couldn't get rid of it until she was so embarrassed that her ears were a little red. This net is called export:

"Are you the one who recommended this store to me?"

"Yes." Kuaiyin answered in a second at a speed that was very worthy of his nickname: "My name is Pietro Maximov, and I am a student nearby. I didn't expect to see you here. It's great! What do you think of the food here? I mean, if you like it, I can recommend other places to you next time."

While talking, he secretly looked at Vivienne, his face turned red when he saw him, and his speaking speed also slowed down. Finally, he hesitated and took out a notebook from the schoolbag on his back and handed it to her. Vivian:

"Can you...can you sign me?"

Vivienne took the notebook only to realize that the pen on the notebook had fallen somewhere: "Do you have a pen?"

Kuaiyin froze in place as soon as he took out his schoolbag.He had already sneaked out once in class to find out where Vivian was. After recommending restaurants to her, he returned to class and was caught by the teacher on the spot. He had to stay and write an inspection, but he wrote After the inspection, he didn't even tidy up his schoolbag. He rushed over from Xavier Youth Academy after stuffing the stationery in a mess. After such a set of fierce operations, the most critical problem was exposed:

He had no pen, not even one.

What's worse is that he is now an "ordinary person met on the Internet" in Vivienne's eyes, so he can't fly out and buy a pen back in a few seconds.

——I was stupid in front of my favorite goddess, how to make up for it, I am waiting online in a hurry.

Vivienne looked at the distressed look of the handsome and sunny young man in front of her, and quickly comforted him, saying, "It's okay, I'll see if I have any substitutes to sign for you, you sit down first, and I'll look for it."

Tonks handed her the handbag just in time.Vivian rummaged through her small bag, and found that there were mobile phones, tissues, hair ties, wallets and card holders, and even lipstick and powder for touch-ups, but there was not even a pen.But she didn't want to disappoint Pietro, so she took out the lipstick embarrassingly, and lowered her head and asked with a blushing face:

"I didn't bring a pen either... Do you think this is okay? Or just owe it first, and I will sign two for you next time I meet you?"

For Pietro, who is fanatical about chasing stars, this is simply a pie from heaven. How can we wait for the next time: "Yes, yes!"

So Vivienne pulled out the lid of the lipstick, put the tip on the paper, and signed her name in a fluttering manner. It was specially prepared for her, and all the news reports and hard photos were pasted on it. Handed back the notebook, and winked at him:

"Thank you for liking me."

——When she wrote her name on the notebook with lipstick, the name was not only signed beautifully, but also had a faint fragrance.

Pietro: Chasing stars is great, chasing stars makes me happy.

After the meal, Tonks was Vivienne's current bodyguard, and Rumlow was Vivienne's previous bodyguard. Both of them sent her back very conscientiously.When Vivian entered the door, Rumlow suddenly said:

"Vivi."

When he got along with Vivienne before, he often didn't call her by her name so intimately. He either called her "Miss Allinson" half-politely and half-jokingly, or called her "Vivienne". Vivian almost didn't realize for a moment that he was calling her: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Rumlow had already put the cigarette in his mouth, but he stuffed the lighter he took out into his pants pocket irritably: "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Before Vivienne could say anything, Tonks poked her head out of the room very vigilantly. The root of her hair had already turned purple by nearly two centimeters due to excessive tension: "You want to What are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" Rumlow sneered and said, "Miss, she is almost an adult and has her own judgment, so there is no need for you mother chickens to decide what kind of person she wants to talk to—"

"Okay, let's call it a day Rumlow." Vivienne's voice was soft and gentle, but her persistence was strong and irrefutable: "Tonks wants to protect me, for my own good. , please don't say that."

"If someone said that to you when you were still by my side, I would also defend you, Rumlow, it's a pity that you left too fast."

——She used to call Rumlow by his name before, but after he left in a hurry without saying goodbye, the address for him changed from "Brock" to him once he returned to Liberation A formal "rumlo" with a sense of distance.

Tonks really felt that this man was extremely dangerous, but she also felt that he didn't look like he was trying to harm Vivienne, and it was not good to interfere too much in other people's friendship, so she decided to close the door and give this man There was a little room for the two of them to talk, but she cast a stumbling spell at Vivienne's door very aggressively:

As long as the person at the door is malicious to the owner, this tripping spell will automatically take effect within a radius of ten meters. It is very practical and can be called a must-have artifact for home travel. Face!Very well, Tonks, you can do it!

Although Rumlow claims to be a tough guy and doesn't bother to care about the little things of these mother-in-laws, it's not that he really has no emotional intelligence. out of favor" alert.He stared into Vivienne's eyes, and said word by word:

"Are you serious? Weiwei? If you were also nervous and she was so nervous about me... Or, Weiwei, if you could show me that you are even half as good to her as you are now, I would have already I jumped to your place."

Vivian raised her eyes and looked at him: "Don't swear, Rumlow—do you swear?"

"I swear to God." Rumlow doesn't believe in religion, but at this moment he feels that he has lived all these years, and he has never been so close to the standard of believers for a moment: "Vivi, just keep me today, and I will do it for you." I will go through fire and water."

This sentence was too much, and Vivienne felt that it was wrong to answer it.The boundary of "stay here" is too vague and ambiguous. Even if she is well protected by her guardian, she can't even understand certain words such as "sugardaddy", and she vaguely knows the double meaning of this term. Her eyes were red with anxiety, and she held it in for a long time before she uttered a word with a faint cry:

"I don't want you to go through fire and water... Wouldn't it be good to live well? It's scary to talk about these things."

Her premonition was so accurate that she caught off guard all of a sudden the mercenary who took on multiple positions and stepped on the edge of morality and law to make money.Rumlow also regretted that what he said was too inappropriate, so he softened his tone and said:

"Forget it. I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

Vivian raised her hand and rubbed her eyes: "Then why don't you leave?"

Rumlow leaned on the door with one hand, keeping a not too close, or even a very safe distance from her. It seemed that she was hit right by her reaction just now, and she crossed the line a little bit at the moment. I didn’t even dare to have it, and I was so cautious that it seemed like I was talking to a porcelain doll:

"Miss Allinson, I'm leaving now, but please take pity on this person who thinks about you day and night."

His original intention was to ask Vivienne not to be angry with him again, it's better to talk to him for a while, but Vivienne handed over her bag directly: "This is all I have on me now, what do you want?" What? Take it yourself."

"Forget it, I don't want anything." Rumlow sighed secretly, thinking that either he was old or the little girl hadn't enlightened yet.She couldn't handle the teasing too lightly, she would get angry if the teasing was too heavy, and she was so sad that she really didn't know what to say, so she finally lit the cigarette:

"I'm leaving right now."

——As soon as he took a step, he was hit flat by Tonks' Stumbling Curse, and then he gnawed on the mud, followed by a cry from the elite of the Order of the Phoenix whose hair had completely turned purple. roar:

"I knew you were not a good guy!"

That night, Hydra base.

When Rollins was applying medicine to Rumlow's elbow, his curiosity finally overcame his desire to survive, and he asked, "Why are you thinking so distracted that you fell like this?"

Rumlow sat there with a gloomy expression and said nothing, and a team member beside him who watched the excitement and was not afraid of big things added: "Captain, he just came back from Ellingson House."

For a moment, Rollins wanted to peel off his captain's head to see what was inside: "Captain? Although we are not good people... But the bottom line of morality..."

"What the hell can I think?" Rumlow threw up the table and shouted angrily:

"I'm wondering what kind of shit Vivienne Ellingson's guardian is! He's made good little girls into elm stakes!"

Lord Voldemort, who was far away in England, suddenly felt his nose itch.