[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

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Logan: "..."

Song Xin tugged at him pitifully, and Song's mother sternly said, "Song Xin!"

Papa Song smoothed things over, seeming worried that Logan would be offended: "After all, today is a very special time... The child's mother is a bit harsh in discipline, why don't you go sit in Xinxin's room first?"

Song Xin choked up, then raised her bandaged little wrist, and opened her mouth to explain her behavior today in an unforgivable direction.

Logan hurriedly said: "The thing is like this, auntie."

Song Xin seemed to want to laugh, so she quickly suppressed it.

"When I met her in the morning." Logan firmly acted as Song Xin's meat shield, and said, "Song Xin just ran out and took a taxi to the hospital for stitches. I just came to find her. She is not real. I can't think about it."

Mother Song tremblingly said: "You don't know how sad we are when we go home...we...we..."

Logan held Song Xin's wrist, and said softly, "It's my fault, I should have brought her back as soon as she finished the stitches."

Mother Song's hands were shaking, and she asked, "...and then?"

Song Xin lowered her head, as if she was afraid that Logan would be angered, and said in a long-term manner: "I...we took a rest outside and changed our clothes, because the previous clothes were full of blood...walking on the street is like being robbed , I was short of sleep again, so I slept for a few hours, and then went home after waking up."

Song's mother looked at Song Xin, her eyes were red, she seemed to want to poke her forehead, but she couldn't bear it, and it took a long time before she said:

"Don't do this anymore."

Song Xin sniffled and nodded vigorously.

"This matter—let's pass it like this." Song's mother supported the table and said, "It's good that you can come back...Xinxin, don't scare us like this anymore..."

Song Xin choked up and said: "...Mom, I'm sorry... I was in the emergency department of the hospital. When I went in to stop the bleeding, a man was pulled over by an ambulance. He fell from a high altitude, and the steel bar pierced his chest. He died just after he was brought in..."

"I just felt..." Song Xin wiped her tears and said, "...how could I be so irresponsible?"

Song Xin held back her tears, her voice trembling: "I didn't even realize what I was doing when I did that, and I was so scared...to death. I'm sorry, mom..."

Mother Song closed her eyes and let out a long breath, as if she was holding back her emotions.

"It's good to know." Song's mother said wearily: "...Xinxin, nothing is difficult, as long as you can get out of the trough, there will always be clouds and moonlight."

Then Mother Song supported the table and said hoarsely, "I'm tired, I've been running outside for so long..."

Song's father came up to help Song Xin's mother, she reached out and stroked Song Xin's hair, and asked, "Does your boyfriend have a place to sleep?"

Song Xin was taken aback: "Eh...?"

Mother Song sighed, and said helplessly: "It's so late, don't let him stay in the hotel even if you book it...he will sleep in your room tonight. Don't make trouble too late at night."

Then he said gently to Logan: "Our guest room is a little messy now, you should squeeze with Xinxin tonight, her bed should be big enough."

Song Xin blushed and nodded hurriedly. Mother Song smiled at Song Xin, and Father Song helped Mother Song back.

The living room was quiet again, Song Xin picked up the bowl and prepared to soak it, but Luo Gen took the noodle bowl from Song Xin's hand and soaked it in the sink.

"Let's go." Logan stroked Song Xin's hair and kissed her hair, "Go back and rest."

Song Xin whispered: "I think my mother also likes you very much."

Logan lowered his head to kiss Song Xin, the smell of noodle soup was still in the air, and the lights were dim and golden.

"Little friend, are you happy?" Logan said hoarsely, "...everyone here loves you."

The night wind blew in along the window, blowing up the thin red plaid curtains, and the moist air smelled like rain.

Song Xin only turned on a small desk lamp, and the warm light from the desk lamp streamed all over the floor. Sitting on Song Xin's small bed, Logan reached out and picked the strange biological sticker with long leg hair on the bed sheet.

Logan said complicatedly: "You really like... this duck with long legs, you have one on your car too, right?"

Song Xin said seriously: "That's Elizabeth! He's not a duck either, he's an uncle with hairy legs. You see, he has hairy legs to prove it. He once took X-rays, and he has a beer belly..."

Logan laughed: "Oh?"

Song Xin scratched her head embarrassingly.

"...Actually, I recharged my beliefs the most..." Song Xin blushed, then shook her head, trying to cover up: "It's nothing."

Logan stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xin subconsciously rubbed her back, as if trying to cover up something, and Logan keenly saw a small glass cabinet behind.

Logan squinted his eyes and asked, "You know that blocking is useless, right?"

Song Xin's face was flushed, and she stammered, "I know, but I still don't want you to see it..."

Logan said: "Seriously, if you didn't repeatedly show that there is a little secret in your room, I wouldn't even notice that corner."

Song Xin nodded confusedly: "...It seems to be my fault..."

Logan chuckled, bent down beside Song Xin's table, and saw the things in the glass cabinet.

Logan: "..."

Logan saw a four-faced little Wolverine inside, a golden Iron Man HT, and miscellaneous little things.Wolverine is wearing a standard yellow tights, and his demeanor is somewhat similar to him, but his facial features are completely different.

Logan Howlett muttered: "Recently, I have an urge to talk to Stan Lee about the character design...Why does this yellow tights appear so frequently..."

Song Xin said: "It's so expensive, this little soldier. The most expensive merchandise I've ever bought is you!"

"But you still don't look like it!" Song Xin said angrily, "But there's no way, who made Mr. Xin fall in love with you, and you have to buy the surroundings of the hero who is a fan!"

Logan laughed and said, "You buy it if it's so ugly?"

Song Xin rubbed her eyes in a daze: "Buy."

Logan only thought it was cute, but when he saw the Iron Man in the cabinet, he found it very annoying, so he pointed to it and asked, "Why buy him?"

Song Xin didn't realize that there was a sour smell in the air, and said honestly, "I think Iron Man is also very handsome."

"It's more like you." Song Xin felt drowsy, and said sincerely, "It's more than 1000 soft sister coins cheaper than you. Can you reflect on it?"

Logan: "..."

Logan asked indifferently: "Where is the pillow for sleeping?"

Song Xin was probably really sleepy, she rubbed her eyes and said, "If you don't want to reflect on it, just say it, even if you don't reflect on it, Xin always forgives you out of love for you! Here, here is the pillow."

Song Xin pulled out a small light yellow pillow, then pulled a summer cool quilt from the closet, and threw it to Logan.Logan put down the pillow, took off his shirt and lay down on Song Xin's bed.

There are little luminous stars on the ceiling, Song Xin's charger on the bedside, and a small box of colorful leather buckles, all of which indicate the fact that this is the room Song Xin has lived in for more than ten years. Everywhere is filled with Song Xin - the breath of life.

There was a chill of spearmint on the pillow, and the pillow Song Xin was lying on was full of the scent of shampoo from a girl's hair. The smell of citrus was sweet and light, but it smelled very sweet.

Logan Howlett said indifferently: "Robert is dead."

Song Xin was startled: "Huh?"

Logan Howlett leaned against the head of the bed: "The news is still blocked now. He is not very mentally normal in the later stage, and he angered others..."

He thought about it, but didn't mention that he did it himself.

"—It was dealt with." Logan gestured with a click, "It was the exposed MACUSA, the handwriting of the North American Wizards Association, and the violent agency took action. It was handled cleanly, but I don't know when it will be announced. .”

Song Xin's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Logan frowned: "Surprised? Do you think he deserves to die?"

Song Xin said in confusion, "I'm quite surprised..."

"But I think he deserves it." Song Xin repeated, "It's what he deserves."

"So many people." Song Xin said with hatred: "Because of him, he was pushed out and hated as it should be. Among those people, some will never go home, some will never go to school, some will be homeless, and some will be rejected. The biological parents were swept away."

"It's all because of mutants, because wizards can't control them." Song Xin straightened her back, with an unspeakable stubbornness in her voice.

Song Xin said: "But I still think it's a pity."

Logan: "Oh?"

"I originally..." Song Xin lay down on her bed, got into the quilt, and said vaguely, "I planned to paste the reports I wrote in the future on his face."

Song Xin said regretfully: "Now I have to burn it to him."

Logan chuckled.

Song Xin rubbed against the quilt, showing her head, and asked suspiciously, "Are you surprised?"

When Song Xin was sleepy, she looked at people with an indescribably childish look, her eyes were clear and lively, and Logan reached out and covered her eyes.

"Not surprised..." Logan said hoarsely, "Don't look at me like that."

Song Xin tugged at his hand and yelled heartbroken: "Do you think my eyes are annoying you again! You're so careful, I'm going to make a fool of yourself!"

Logan let go, Song Xin looked at him wronged, eyes full of soft accusations.

Logan asked hoarsely and lowly: "The voice is so loud, aren't you afraid of waking up your parents?"

Song Xin deserved to be a stupid roe deer who didn't think about it before speaking, and said softly: "It's okay, our sound insulation effect is very good——"

Logan pulled Song Xin's stitched wrist to the top of her head, and pressed Song Xin on the small bed where she had slept for more than ten years.

"You said—" Logan said, "In the room where you lived in since you were a child, if you were fucked up, would you cry?"

Song Xin's eyes were filled with water, and she trembled, "Don't, don't..."

Logan: "Huh?"

Song Xin stammered and said shamefully: "...you, you are too heavy, heavy...the bed will collapse...no, no..."

Logan tugged at Song Xin's little ears, pinched and rubbed them with his fingertips viciously, and said with a stomachache, "Don't fuck on the bed | Why don't you just do it?"

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