[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

A forest style linen gray shirt and denim overalls, this is Iris' favorite outfit.

She buttoned a straw hat with a light green solid ribbon on her head, and stood awkwardly in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room.The little girl in the mirror wore two rustic braids, her big eyes were almost covered by the brim of the straw hat, and her age seemed to have shrunk by several years.Iris looked at the outdated look in the mirror and laughed so hard that he was playing a prank.

"I don't know what expression Chris will have when he sees me?" She put on a pair of white leather shoes, and Iris showed a bit of sincere expectation, "Pfft, I really want to see him soon, hahahaha~"

Picking up the biscuits and bread that she had spent the night preparing, Iris sneaked away from the side door of the yard and hailed a taxi.

Well, it's a refreshing morning, and she likes to go out at this time the most.

"Okay, okay." Steve forcibly unplugged the microwave socket in the tiny kitchen of the bachelor apartment. "I still can't handle these things."

There seems to be no obvious damage to the mechanical surface in front of me, but the smoke rising from the handle and the cracks, as well as the smell of burnt air, tell everything.This is the reason why he found something wrong early and unplugged it, otherwise his kitchen would have exploded?Carefully opening the microwave door, well he couldn't have been more focused on defusing a bomb, maybe he should have picked up his shield?

Steve smiled wryly, looking at the pile of blackened breakfast on the iron plate and thought.

"It seems that I can only go to the art exhibition on an empty stomach." The punctual soldier glanced at his watch, "Anyway, I won't be late if I go now."

After putting on the leather jacket, Steve picked up the two helmets on top of the shoe cabinet by the door.

The old Popsicle who likes to drive a Harley motorcycle for a ride is actually a young man.

"Hey...Iris?" Steve parked his motorcycle and sat on a bench across from the Met for a while.The architecture of the museum is full of classical Greek beauty, and the wall sculptures are all modern boutiques.He glanced at the travelers coming and going on the road, and he didn't even notice that his eyes would always stay on those girls who were similar to Aerys, and he would not take back his gaze until he confirmed that it was not Aerys. .

It didn't take long for this kind of waiting, and he turned his eyes to the side face under the shade of the tree that he glimpsed for the third time. Although the girl who was waiting here with him had a very different shape, he still gave him a clue.When he got closer, he saw the expression on the girl's face who had succeeded in mischief, which also said everything very well.

"Hey! Chris!" The girl called his name slyly, raised the brim of her hat that was deliberately lowered, and her smiling face as always brought a good mood immediately, "I'm still wondering how long it will take you to see me."

"Okay, it's my fault." Steve rubbed his nose and said, seeing him say that to Aerys, he felt a little embarrassed.

Steve looked at the girl without leaving a trace while talking.Iris's outfit was a success, completely different from her usual preferences.Looking at the girl's energetic appearance, he didn't think there was anything wrong with her attire.

"Eat bread?" Iris immediately offered the small snacks in the shopping basket in a fawning manner, and said angrily, "Uh, I forgot that you can't bring food into the museum. If, if you are full from breakfast and can't eat, then, then It doesn't matter if you put it here..."

Steve immediately took a few steps forward, and lifted the handkerchief, which contained neatly stacked cookies and a few small breads.He looked forward to picking up a few cookies embedded with dried fruit, stuffed them into his mouth and tasted them without hesitation.

"Actually, I got up late in the morning." Steve smiled sheepishly. Even though he doesn't like sweets very much in the morning, he still thinks these biscuits taste good. Eat breakfast."

"That's just right!" The girl did not doubt the authenticity of his words, and pushed the basket into his arms more eagerly and forcefully.

Although it is a harmless little lie, Captain America, who is a benchmark, expressed his feeling that he has told all the lies he should have told in his life in the past few days.

"Washington Crossing the Delaware River", this work depicts the American War of Independence." A magnetic male voice sounded in his ears, and Iris admitted that Chris was much better than the professional guides in the museum. It is a kind of enjoyment to talk about the techniques used in the work, the background of the author, and the historical significance.

The first stop they entered the museum was the Department of American Oil Painting and Sculpture.There were not many visitors in the morning, and they stopped in twos and threes in front of their favorite paintings to discuss in a low voice.If necessary, the museum also thoughtfully prepared staff and community volunteers to provide interpretation services.The whole clubhouse is filled with a pleasant smell, and those who are knowledgeable know that it is the unique smell of oil painting. The sensory impact brought by the smell of history and memory is something you can't experience in pictures and books.

"Its author is a German painter. After receiving American education, he returned to China and hoped to convey the will of freedom to the European people at that time, so this painting was born." Steve followed closely Aerys spoke in a tone of concentration.The Metropolitan Museum of Art has collected many valuable paintings during his 70 years in cold storage.This exhibition is a paradise for post-modern art.It took a lot of work for Steve to use the Internet unskillfully at home.Seeing the look of adoration in the little girl's eyes, he touched the girl's head with some embarrassment, gently, as if treating a treasure.

"Hmm!" Aerys listened attentively while crossing her arms.Is this how it feels to have a like-minded friend?It wasn't a bad feeling for Aerys to be wandering on her way to the next guild hall.

"Hey!" Steve stopped walking ahead, and Iris bumped into his back unexpectedly, and was about to fall to the floor.Steve's sensitive motor nerves made him react immediately and took her hand. She was really thin. He staggered when he pulled Iris lightly, but stood firm.

"It's my fault." Captain America took the initiative to take the blame, "I forgot to remind you."

"...do I look like such a headstrong girl?" Iris looked at Mr. Back-up Man, and stretched his stiff ankles, "By the way, your back is so hard, and your muscles are also very solid , usually exercise regularly?"

Speaking of Iris, she still wanted to start tapping, but unfortunately, Steve discovered her dishonesty.

"Actually, I'm a fitness trainer." Steve said seriously.

"Mr. fitness trainer who loves to draw."

Their hands have been held together without each of them noticing.

After that, the two took the time to ride a motorcycle to the Queens Museum of Art.

Sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, Iris' arms were tightly tucked around Steve's waist, rubbing against his close-fitting clothes, so that Steve could clearly feel the warmth of the girl's cheek against his back.The captain was still worried that she couldn't stand the speed, so Aerys immediately let out an excited cry. He silently turned his right wrist and increased the speed again.

When the motorcycle stopped, Iris realized that her hair had been blown up halfway, and the hair tie fell into an unknown street.She combed it casually with her hands a few times nonchalantly, running her slender fingers through the black hair.

The two seem to have become close friends.

Of course it was Steve who sent Iris home.Iris was obsessed with this fast and furious experience, and the space shuttled around her in another form, causing ripples.

All creatures are like a tiny koi rippling in the space, maybe it will be reposted someday.

Seeing Steve turning his head subconsciously at the corner, she waved vigorously at him.

Steve watches her smile, smiles back, and then realizes she can't see it.

But there are some things as long as you know it!

"I'm back...?" Aerys pushed open the front door of the hotel and found two guests standing at the front desk.She pursed her lips, and immediately changed her smile to look at them, "I'm sorry two guests, all our rooms are full."

The tall man standing on the left is looking around the environment. He has black smooth and short curly hair and is wearing a windbreaker that reaches below his knees. He is dressed in a typical British style.There was nothing useful to be seen from his expression, and he was so dismissive that Aerys didn't want to talk to him either.The brown-haired man coughed and tried to save himself, so he poked him with an elbow, and the black-haired man immediately smiled formulaically, a smile that Aerys couldn't describe.

"Oh, girl you're from this inn..." His voice was as soft as his, and he must have been a gentle man.

"Well, I'm helping my aunt with something." "Staff."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and Iris was a little embarrassed, but the black-haired man looked at her as if nothing happened, "According to the season and the density of travelers during the day, this small hotel should not be full."

"Ah, I'm so sorry that a British guest asked for the rest of the room the night before yesterday." Aerys raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Although I really don't want to refuse a business, but they have already sent the money and we can't take it Buy one room for two guests." The girl spoke at a speed close to his, with a hint of provocation.

"Huh, paranoid, vengeful, emotionally unstable. Borderline personality disorder?" The dark-haired man took a few steps forward, and the close proximity and having to look up at him made Aerys uncomfortable, and she kept her eyes on him. With pale blue-green eyes, his fingers almost pinched into the flesh because of his words.

"Dust on clothes, stained smell, dating in museums or exhibition halls before? A lover who prefers oil paintings and motorcycles." He looked at the girl's clothes, "contradictory hobbies. Do you look at him and want to put all his Give him all the good things?"

"Slap." The crisp applause sounded the moment his words stopped.

A clear slap mark was left on the black-haired man's face.

The owner of the imprint came from his traveling companion. At this moment, the brown-haired man was flushed, more excited than Aerys who had been bombed.His boots made a dull sound when they stepped on the wooden floor, and he grabbed the opponent's neckline with one hand.

"Bastard!" He looked at his companion's disbelieving eyes and pulled him to Iris, "Sherlock, how could you treat a girl like this?!"

Meow meow meow?Sherlock?Aerys breathed a sigh of relief because of these words, but he didn't give up some thoughts because the vests of the two were exposed.She looked at the signature on the suitcase, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"Shared box, since you are called Sherlock by this gentleman, you must not be Mr. John H. Watson." Iris countered in the same tone, "There must be some reason why you can't live in the originally reserved room. The inn, the inn chosen on the spur of the moment..."

"For some reason, this troublesome Mr. Sherlock refused." Aerys watched Watson's expression from the side, and said more and more smoothly, "I think, British pronunciation, reserved room."

"Ha, trying to escape someone's control, eh? Sherlock Antisocial Personality Disorder Good Baby Mr. Holmes?"

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