[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

The Leaky Cauldron Observation Report

Song Xin carefully hugged Logan's arm, Diagon Alley was full of people coming and going, Song Xin struggled to hold the other accessories of this suit, including an exaggerated hat with white peacock feathers, and a pair of dragon skins White high heels and matching belt.

The sunshine was clear and gentle, and the people in Diagon Alley were full of voices. A young man walked by with a basket of roses. The roses in the basket were so delicate and dewy.

Song Xin said in a low voice: "...I always feel very dangerous to wear a skirt."

Logan: "Huh? Why?"

Song Xin blushed like an apple, and said with difficulty: "...It's chilly down there, so insecure, the skirt is really scary."

Logan: "..."

"But it's very addicting!" Song Xin clapped her hands and said, "No wonder there is a Men Wearing Skirts Alliance in the UK! I finally understand! Skirts are indeed an invention to save mankind."

Logan was very disgusted with this set of remarks: "Shut up."

However, the disgust was only superficial, and Luo Gen wrapped his arms around Song Xin's waist, pressed slightly on the silk belt around her waist, and took the paper bag Song Xin was holding.

"I'm careless." Logan put Song Xin in his arms and said gently, "Next time you buy something, just pass it to me."

Song Xin had a good afternoon that day. She ate a lot of food in Diagon Alley, which made her belly full.She shyly thought that this should be considered a date—the first date in her life happened in such a special place. In fact, she was very lucky from this point of view.

When they came out of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, it was already dusk, and Song Xin, as a high-heel rookie, stepped on high heels all afternoon, and her legs were about to break.

Logan asked teasingly: "What are you doing in front of the powerful love potion for so long?"

Song Xin felt a blister on her foot, she struggled to walk forward, and said as she walked, "It's nothing, you're afraid I'll use this for you?"

"...I heard that you really seem to have this plan." Logan said, "Don't try it, this medicine is useless to me."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin's eyes seemed to be quite regretful...

She sighed: "It's no wonder that people like you have a strong metabolism. The estimated effective concentration of this drug in your body can only last for a minute or two..."

Logan Howlett had nothing to say, then squatted down and said to Song Xin: "I'll carry you back. This is your first time wearing high heels?"

Seeing a savior, Song Xin lay on Logan's body, and Logan carried her on his back.There was a lot of traffic in the alley, and Logan didn't care about the eyes of the people around him. The scene was actually quite warm. A tall man carried the girl on his back in a gentlemanly manner, and the girl rubbed against his shoulder coquettishly.

Song Xin shook her head and said, "No, I wore it before, but every time I wore it, I ended up disabled."

Logan raised his eyebrows, and Song Xin recalled: "...I remember the first time I wore it was a fellowship in college, and then I met my ex-boyfriend there."

Logan: "..."

Logan frowned and asked, "Who the hell is he?"

Song Xin rubbed against Luo Gen's shoulders, and whispered: "I met him at that fellowship, he asked me for my contact information that night, and then saw that my feet were worn out, and drove me away. Sent back to the apartment where Edith and I were living at the time."

"Then he chased me fiercely for a period of time. During that time, he drove to pick me up at the gate of the library every day, brought me breakfast in the morning, and asked me out to play on weekends—" Song Xin said in a daze, "then— —”

There was a hint of sourness in Logan's tone that he could hardly detect: "Oh."

"—And then I rejected them all." Song Xin said in a daze, "I'm so tired... I feel sleepy as soon as you carry Logan on your back."

With Song Xin behind his back, Luo Gen said softly, "Be sleepy and bear it, go back and sleep again. Why did you refuse?"

Song Xin said numbly: "Because I want to study. What is he, and I don't like him... I almost forgot his name..."

Logan laughed and said, "Then you don't want to study now?"

"I have already graduated!" Song Xin rubbed his neck softly, and said honestly and warmly: "And I like you, of course you are different, I have liked you since I was a child."

……

When Luo Gen returned to the wall in front of the Leaky Cauldron with Song Xin on his back, he suddenly noticed a strange black figure.

The black figure was very strange, wearing a black cloak that covered his face.Such an attire would not be conspicuous at all if it appeared in the Pig's Head Bar, which was known for its chaos, and was even used as the headquarters of the goblin rebellion—but if it appeared in a business district like Diagon Alley, it would feel very dangerous.

——Besides, this shadow is very familiar to him, he should have seen it once.

Wolverine felt the man watching him.Song Xin was lying on Logan's shoulder, seemingly half asleep, but the wet and sticky eyes under the hood of the shadow cloak were staring in their direction, to be precise - staring at Song Xin.

Logan Howlett looked at the black figure out of the corner of his eye. The black figure was motionless, not even knowing that he had been spotted.

Logan moved his fingers slightly, and the steel claws pierced the skin. He grunted threateningly at the man, and the figure fled immediately.

——Someone is really watching.Who is following Song Xin?

And it's in Diagon Alley.Whose power can extend to Diagon Alley?Is it from the wizarding world, or the society they live in?But who in the society they live in will pay so much attention to such a child who has just graduated for more than a year?

Logan poked on the wall, and the brick wall spread out to form a neat arch. He followed the arch and returned to the Leaky Cauldron with Song Xin on his back.

Song Xin yawned, leaned on his back and asked vaguely, "What's the matter? You look so bad."

Logan teased: "It's nothing. Come down, or do you want to be carried in by me?"

Song Xin nodded, struggled off Logan's back, and asked with a blushing face, "...So can we sleep in the same room?"

Looking at Song Xin, Logan felt an unspeakable emotion in his heart.

Logan Howlett: "Wait—"

With bare feet and a white skirt, Song Xin stood among the golden sunflowers in the backyard of the bar, looking warm and clean.She turned her head and smiled at Logan, "What's the matter?"

Logan thought for a moment, and confirmed with Song Xin: "Are you an adult?"

Song Xin: "..."

……

Song Xin took out her ochre-red passport of the People's Republic of China, held back her tears and said to Logan firmly, "I'm 22 this year, and I'll be 23 soon. I'm a qualified adult."

"... Oh." Logan admitted guiltily, "You seem too...too young."

Song Xin nodded aggrievedly, feeling that it was not her fault, and followed Logan up the stairs.

The building of the Leaky Cauldron is quite old, but it is very clean, with a sense of solemnity left over from the last century.The stairs creaked when stepping on them. The solid wood stairs were newly painted, and Song Xin felt that the soles of her feet were slightly cold when stepping on them. She thought of the ghost of Hogwarts, and hurriedly climbed up to catch Logan's clothes.

Song Xin was a little worried about whether she was too clingy, so she carefully grabbed Logan's sleeve. She remembered that when they were in a relationship, many men would dislike girls who were too clingy. They can't escape the fate of being rejected——Song Xin feels that she has absolutely no good looks, and probably doesn't have much sympathy either.

"Did you bring your pajamas?" Logan said, "Go in and take a shower first."

Song Xin nodded, looking forward to this night for no reason.

Take a bath, what an ambiguous vocabulary!This vocabulary is linked to "The boss is taking a shower, do you have something to say to him" in "The overbearing president is in love with my vicious female partner"; it is linked to the incredible declaration of "I want to take a shower with you" in Xiao Huangwen, and the metaphor behind it The pornography and hints made Song Xin, who was still a baby until now, blushed to the tips of her ears.

Song Xin thought wildly: Should I pretend to be more experienced?When Edith talked about her ex-boyfriend, she seemed to have mentioned that many European and American men don’t like to sleep with girls for the first time... Why do you want to send an old driver’s car even though you are not an old driver!How about tutoring? Do you want to call the experienced Edith while Logan is taking a shower?See if Huang Wen's experience is enough——

Logan asked with concern: "Do you have a fever? Your face is so red, are you too tired today?"

Song Xin: "...No, no."

Then Logan took out the key, carried the luggage, and opened the door of their room.

Song Xin almost wanted to tell everyone, 22 years!Finally someone opened a room with me!

——Then Song Xin immediately suppressed this neurotic impulse, and sanctimoniously pressed the switch to light up the room.

Song Xin: "..."

The rooms above the Leaky Cauldron are kept very clean, the bar has no electricity so the rooms are lit by a cluster of flames.This cluster of flames swayed in the dark, with an indescribable romantic meaning. Song Xin finished taking a shower, and at this time the water in the bathroom was rushing. Song Xin was sitting on the bed in her nightgown, holding her mobile phone to her old friend Yi Diss called.

Song Xin choked up and said to Edith in Chinese: "He is too much..."

Edith had taken Chinese as an elective in college, so she could only stumble and ask, "Why are you..."

Song Xin complained: "I dare not use English, but he understands it."

Edith: "What the hell did your boyfriend do? You don't hesitate to call me and complain about him in Chinese..."

Song Xin looked around and said aggrievedly, "He opened the standard room."

Edith: "..."

Song Xin said: "He's over the top, I've been planning all day, and he actually opened a standard room, and now we share a bed, it feels like I'm on a business trip with my boss! Any date, it's all fake, a standard room, yeah Diss, standard room! Two beds and two nightstands! I feel my gender has been humiliated..."

Edith whispered: "Is your boyfriend not good enough?"

Song Xin: "...Well, I don't seem to have paid attention to this problem... But in the comics, it seems that the sun is shining. I will look back to see if he has the problem of the small advertisement on the electric pole."

Apparently the word 'fault on the small advertisement on the telephone pole' was beyond Edith's Chinese vocabulary, so she asked, "What is that?"

Song Xin counted with her fingers: "... Impotence, premature ejaculation, enlarged prostate, frequent urination, urgency and incontinence... So he is indeed at this age... No, people in their 200s will have this kind of problem ……"

Edith: "..."

The toilet door opened with a click. Logan was wearing a bath towel, his upper body muscles were smooth and strong, his shoulders were wide and his legs were long like a dog's waist, and he came out wiping his wet hair.

Song Xin hurriedly said: "He's out! I can't speak ill of him anymore, bye!"

Edith taunted her: "Song Xin, you can't give up, you can fail to open a house—"

Song Xin clicked on the phone, and greeted Logan with a smile, "Did you finish washing?"

Logan nodded and asked, "Kid, who are you calling?"

Song Xin plucked up her courage and lied, "With my mother, she asked me if I was having fun in London."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin thought about what Logan would do, and her proficiency in languages ​​was several times that of her own—she slammed her head against the head of the bed, and asked desperately, "How much do you understand? I——I didn't mean—"

Logan Howlett said peacefully, "All of it. You finally recalled that I could understand Chinese, kid. I'm so relieved about that, so I'm going to explain what's going on."

Song Xin shivered: "No, there's no need for this embarrassing topic, let's just let it die in the womb. You can just pretend you didn't hear anything, just like ignoring the crying of a newborn baby..."

"First of all," Logan sat down on his side of the bed. He was quite heavy, and the bed was immediately pressed into a depression. He was not angry, but said calmly: "——I deliberately opened the standard room."

Song Xin was about to cry, sobbing, "...don't, don't talk—"

"I am responsible for you. Your aunt just left, and there are no condoms here." Wolverine said patiently: "And... if you go too far, you will be more dangerous."

Song Xin buried herself in the quilt and pretended to be dead, refusing to accept this shameful conversation, the fire flickered on the wall, dancing on the hanging antlers.The suite at the Leaky Cauldron is quaint, with pictures of wizards moving on the walls, and girls lying on the bed with curtains.

Logan felt that Song Xin was indeed an adult, but sometimes felt that she was so clean that she needed to be treated as a girl.

"Okay." Logan comforted the child and said, "I'm not angry, although I heard your guess about my impotence, premature ejaculation and enlarged prostate—"

Song Xin pretended to block her ears, deceiving herself and screaming loudly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Logan waited patiently for her to finish yelling, and Fang finished the sentence calmly: "—but not angry."

Song Xin's brows and eyes were flushed, and she accused him: "My intuition tells me that you are lying.... You are angry."

Logan is selectively deaf, the fire in the room is dimming, and the light source is dim and warm.He said to Song Xin: "Good night, kid." As he spoke, he wanted to lower the curtain.

Song Xin curled up and crawled into her quilt, and said softly to Logan, "...don't let it go."

……

The curtain was not lowered in the end.

Logan was leaning against the window, the sky was cloudy again, he poked his head out to smoke a cigar in a state of distraught - fearing that it would smoke Song Xin.

The fog in the fog city filled the air, and he stretched out his steel claws. The steel claws of Adamantium alloy were wrapped in flesh and blood. They were six sharp weapons that could kill people at any time.

The author has something to say: There will be a baby walker in the next chapter... I miss S Song Xin so much...

Did I not thank mine yesterday!I can't figure it out either!Anyway, let me thank you:

Thanks to Can Zhen, Amber, and Xia Yu for their mines!

Thanks to mint_liiiiia, Amber, Erzi, Hualimao, the unknown boy who was blank today, STARK, and the nutrient solution of soup dumplings =3=! !

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_(:3」∠)_I really want to open my mouth... Will anyone chase me! !