[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

Vivienne had a good temper, but when she got stubborn, she was not too shy when compared to the domineering Lord Voldemort, and in the end it was Lord Voldemort who broke the silence first.He put down the newspaper in his hand and pretended to have a long talk, but Kong put on a posture and got stuck as soon as he spoke:

"...You are still young, you shouldn't be in love."

Vivian laughed: "Sir, do you seriously think so? I'm seventeen years old, and I'm not in a relationship."

Lord Voldemort crossed his hands and pointed his fingertips together, expressing his 12 serious objections to her going to the homecoming prom: "If you go to the prom, half a day will be wasted between going back and forth." Well, in this case, you might as well stay at home, it’s safe and convenient, and it’s reassuring. Oh yes, we can also talk heart-to-heart about how far you can go on the path you’ve chosen now.”

Vivienne refused to give an inch: "Employment consultation can be done later. Peter and I have made an appointment before. Sir, can you be reasonable? You only come to me now, isn't it too late? Remember next time Prior reservation."

Lord Voldemort snorted coldly: "What if I just don't let you go?"

Vivienne couldn't think of any way to protest for a while, when her cell phone rang, she looked at the screen and found that it was Natasha's call, she had an idea: "It's okay."

Lord Voldemort looked at her suspiciously, feeling that something was wrong, how could she give up protesting so quickly, and as expected, all his vague premonitions became reality in the next second:

"Then can I go and play with Steve and the others, it just so happens that he owes me a museum..."

Lord Voldemort almost slapped the table and stood up: "You'd better go to the ball!"

Although he said that he raised Vivienne for so many years with the mentality of repaying favors, but after so many years, Vivienne is a person who can face any problems with the utmost kindness. Everyone he has come into contact with before is different, and over time, he really has a little friendship of caring for the younger generation in his heart.It's just that when he needed to use the skill of "smart words" before, either he had to deal with difficult customers in the Bokin-Bock store, or create a happy atmosphere when meeting with partners, or alone Encouraging his subordinates when he summoned them, after a long time, he almost forgot how to use the correct words to communicate with a girl of Vivian's age.

What's more terrible is that his biological daughter Delphine has never been close to him. Rather than saying that they are relatives connected by blood, it is better to say that they used to be more like a leader and a fanatical follower. Nor does it apply to Vivienne.No matter how sad and indignant he was in his heart, he was quite angry that a good Chinese cabbage in his house was about to be smashed by a pig with unknown name and unknown origin, and he couldn't express it.

That's kind of miserable.

And Vivian didn't notice this at all, and even bowed very happily: "Thank you sir, then I'll go up and clean it up!"

No sooner had she sprinted up the stairs than Lord Voldemort was back in his own office at the British Ministry of Magic.With a long sigh, he brushed off the non-existent dust on his robe, and when he lifted it, he saw Lucius Malfoy standing in his office who had just finished submitting his report and hadn't left yet, staring at him dumbfounded.

In fact, this is no wonder.In the eyes of Lord Voldemort's subordinates, his standard personality is "a top dark wizard who will not be disturbed or shaken by anything at all", so the sigh just now is very intriguing.He thought for a while, and vaguely remembered that Lucius had a son in his family, who was only a year or two younger than Vivienne, so he lightly tapped his wand, changed a chair in front of his desk, and planned to Have a long talk with my competent subordinate about discussing children's education issues, personality issues, and making friends:

"sit."

Lucius sat down in trepidation, not daring to let his buttocks fall on more than half of the chair: "May I ask Master, what can I tell you?"

"It's nothing important, just chat casually." Lord Voldemort asked, "I remember you have a son?"

"Yes, his name is Draco, Draco Malfoy." When Lucius talked about his son, the excessive restraint and tension eased: "Master, this is...?" Is it to investigate whether Draco has the strength as a reserve army?But he is not yet old.

"How is his relationship with you?" Lord Voldemort lightly tapped the armrest of the chair with his finger: "Is your communication smooth?"

"... not bad, he has always been a good obedient boy." Lucius was even more confused, because it really seemed to be just a simple chat: "I went back to Malfoy Manor for Christmas last year. Although he is very My own opinion, but I can agree with me on major matters, all for the glory of pure blood."

"Are you almost an adult? Have you already entered the social circle?" Lord Voldemort continued to ask.

"Yes, a few dances," Lucius replied.

"What do you think about this?"

——ask me what do you think? ?Lucius began to fall into an unprecedented confusion. Fortunately, based on his years of hard work under Lord Voldemort, he realized that the concise "this" of his master should refer to the ball.

Really, if a Death Eater is paid, he should definitely be on top wages for being under too much psychological stress for so long.

It is impossible to tell what Lord Voldemort is thinking from the expression of Lord Voldemort alone, so Lucius said cautiously: "This... the ball should be considered within the scope of normal social interaction. If you don't do anything too outrageous, Even if I am his father, I have no right to interfere in his life."

"...Forget it." Lord Voldemort felt a headache when he thought of Vivian, who was usually very obedient but could never reach an agreement with him on certain key issues. He waved his hand in a depression all over his body:

"You go."

Lucius was puzzled, and returned home to share today's situation with his wife:

"You said master, what happened to him today, why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

"What's so strange about this." Narcissa easily understood Lord Voldemort's psychology after knowing that Lord Voldemort had an adopted daughter, and subtly felt a little sympathy for her:

"Is it the first time to raise a child, and you are not allowed to give birth by hand?"

Oh yeah that makes sense - wait?

"Then what is Delphi?!" Lucius almost plucked out a strand of his platinum-blonde long hair: "Isn't this already at the level of familiarity once?"

"Honey, Delphine has never stayed by his side." Narcissa couldn't help feeling a little worried when she thought of the little girl who had the same temperament as her sister in some respects:

"...I sincerely hope that the master's two daughters can have a good relationship."

At this time, Midtown High School's back-to-school dance party has already begun, and everyone has entered the arena with their dance partners one after another. Peter adjusted his suit, feeling a little nervous for no reason, his palms began to sweat, and put The flower that she was holding in her hand and intended to give to Vivienne was pinned to the buttonhole.At this time, a few of his classmates passed by and yelled at him maliciously:

"Parker, where's your dance partner? Did you not have an appointment?"

"It's a pity that the most beautiful girl in the school is sitting next to you. You have also worked together in a group. You are all alone today. Poor."

“No partner at Homecoming Prom—God, is there anything worse?”

"Who said he didn't have a partner?" A familiar voice came from behind them: "I was only a few minutes late, are you going to be so cruel as to disqualify me from being Peter's partner? Are you so strict?"

Peter turned his head suddenly, so big that he almost didn't startle the flower on his chest: "Vivienne!"

"I'm back in a hurry." Vivienne walked straight towards him, not giving the slightest bit of peripheral vision to the boys who were still booing just now, but now they are completely dumbfounded: "Let's go."

Her body has a light fragrance that is completely different from all the previous perfumes. It seems to be a mixture of some fruit and flowers. It is light and sweet. Peter blushed a little, and bravely praised:

"Vivian... you are so beautiful tonight."

She is wearing a white dress today, from top to bottom is a gradient from white to sea blue. The irregularly cut skirt is decorated with dots of broken diamonds. Pulled back into an elegant updo, braided with slender, fringed silver chains, aquamarine gemstones complement her eyes.

Vivienne was still a little apprehensive when she extended her hand in a long white lace glove to Peter: "Will it be too formal? But my guardian said that this is already the effect of simplicity, and he doesn't know where to find it." A make-up artist also said that it is too simple to look good, but I still feel that something is wrong."

God knows how hard Lord Voldemort is trying to isolate Vivienne from anyone who has plans for her. Although Vivienne is already 17 years old and considered an adult in the wizarding world, he still feels that Vivienne Ann is a little girl who needs care, and he would rather have Vivienne go to the prom than have her see Steve, and at the prom, this dress literally says "I'm rich" from head to toe The big characters can definitely make the deskmate of "work-study, good quality" in her mouth give up.

It took Peter a lot of effort to squeeze out a breath from his throat: "It looks good... By the way, Vivienne, do you want to dance?"

"How can you not dance at the homecoming dance?" Vivian stretched out her hand to Peter and said with a smile:

"Come on, let me dance with you, just as a thank you for taking care of me for so long."

"Ah, this is not good." Black Widow was happily eating melon seeds on the sofa in the Avengers Building while watching dramas, when the person in charge of monitoring Vivienne sent a piece of news that surprised her:

"Captain, look, a little problem suddenly appeared on your future road."