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"You played it wrong! I heard it! Don't try to fool me."

Dolores squeezed Peter's hand and took a strawberry from the glass bowl in front of him on the blanket.

"Okay, okay." Peter threw up his hand in surrender and gave her the guitar.

"It's your turn."

Dolores stuffed the fresh and sweet strawberry into her mouth, and deliberately prolonged her voice with great enjoyment, and hummed.

"You're almost lost."

She said inarticulately, took the guitar, rubbed her right hand casually on the jeans, put her fingertips on the strings and plucked.

Peter shrugged, looked at her swollen cheeks with a smile, and put his elbows on his knees and clenched his fists against his chin: "Let's get started."

Dolores was wearing a warm thick sweater, her blond hair was braided back, and a few strands fell down her rosy cheeks.

She bent down and turned the guitar score to herself, pointing at the score with wide eyes and humming.

Pressing and plucking the strings with thin fingers, she finally sat up straight holding the guitar, her green eyes still staring at the guitar score, and the fire in the fireplace illuminated her side face.

"Okay, let's start!"

She said with full confidence, raised her head, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time, each other's eyes shone with a light that was warmer than the fire.

The out-of-key plucked plucked gently echoed by the fireplace like a preview, and then there was a slightly jerky tune, which was a soothing and gentle prelude.

Listening to the familiar gentle prelude, Peter raised his eyes to Dolores. The girl lowered her head. She looked at the music score, and occasionally looked at his own fingers. The lowered angle allowed him to see her Slightly flushed cheeks and long drooping eyelashes.

Dolores hummed softly with her plucked strings, and her voice floated out softly, and landed on the tip of his heart lightly like a feather.

Peter looked at her with moist brown eyes, listening to her humming the lyrics:

"*I've got an angel

*Shedoesn't wear any wings

*She wears a heart that could melt my own...."

The lyrics touched Peter appropriately. He looked at Dolores, and the melody that followed in his heart easily followed the guitar plucking and overflowed:

"*shewearsa ile that could make me want tosing—"

He sang in a low voice, mixed with the melody and Dolores's singing seemed to collide lightly in mid-air, and suddenly colorful balloons and fireworks burst out.

Dolores paused in panic, and made an obvious noise with her fingertips flustered.

She raised her rapidly heating face to meet Peter's gaze, and as he looked at her, there seemed to be something shining in his warm brown eyes, and it hit her with a whoosh through the air.

A discordant chuckle with endless teasing meaning suddenly appeared: "It's such a lovely song, what a pair of cute little lovebirds—oh, did I bother you? I'm really too It's not the right time."

The two straightened up in a panic, and Dolores, with a red face, saw Loki from behind the back of the sofa in panic.

He stood there against the wall, his handsome face raised high, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Like a prince or aristocrat after enjoying a romantic opera in the theater, he also sighed hypocritically, raised his hand and clapped his palms twice.

The scene was very embarrassing, and the redness on Dolores' face immediately spread to her neck and ears. She jumped up as if her butt was on fire, and ran away holding the guitar.

With a triumphant smile on his face, Loki watched the shy girl run away contentedly, and then slowly walked towards Peter with his arms folded.

Peter also had embarrassing flushes on his cheeks. He stood up from the carpet, cleared his throat, and after calming down for a while, he tried his best to control his facial expressions, bent down as much as possible to pretend to be calm, and picked up the glass containing half of fresh strawberries. bowl.

"Do you want to eat?"

He stuttered as soon as he opened his mouth, revealing his mood immediately.

The malicious smile on Loki's face instantly expanded, revealing a whole row of white teeth. It didn't look like he had broken through the ambiguity between two adolescent children, as if he saw the expression of people on earth worshiping him.

Peter secretly thought something was wrong, he must not let Loki get any fun out of it!Otherwise, it will definitely be endless! !

So he preemptively, with a face stretched like a smoothed white paper, took the initiative to walk towards him, and said frankly: "Strawberries, fresh."

Loki sat down on the sofa, the corners of his mouth raised: "I think no matter how sweet and juicy the fruit is, it will not be sweeter than the girl I love."

He dragged his voice and said, picked up a plump and bright red strawberry, looked at it pretendingly, then shook his head: "Thor must have a lot of experience in this matter."

Peter nodded: "It's very sweet."

He tried to change the subject: "I thought you were upstairs studying the magic of migratory birds with Tony and the others."

Loki stuffed the strawberry into his mouth: "There's nothing to study, he told me to get out and called you to go up and help him find the documents from the day before yesterday."

He said in a bored manner, and his eyes were fixed on him immediately.

Grinning his lips, Loki said maliciously: "I bet you and her must be the only young couple in this house. The others are either too old or in long-distance relationships, and there are more problems with people."

He clicked his tongue twice: "You know I know some magical love magic, maybe you would like to put it in your future study list?"

Peter paused immediately, and he quietly exhaled out of Loki's sight.

Facing Loki's very seductive eyes, Peter said calmly: "You don't need this, but if you want to pass the time, I recommend you to go to the audio-visual room on the third floor, where there are movies and theaters. It’s all synchronized, and there’s been a lot of good-looking ones recently.”

Loki narrowed his eyes: "You think I really need to pass the time?"

Peter nodded sincerely: "To be honest, I can't believe that you are the one who almost destroyed the earth on your own. I think Thor and Odin must have seen that you still have a harmless and enthusiastic side. I just wanted to give you a chance."

Seeing Loki's suddenly gloomy face, Peter pretended not to see it, and said sincerely: "It's like this, my aunt usually goes to the movies when she's bored, there are many movies about love on the earth, if you There is really nothing to do, you can read more. Love is an eternal theme, no wonder you are so interested in it!"

He smiled suddenly: "If you want to find a fellow, we can teach you how to use the Internet. Many women in their 60s and [-]s like to exchange their experiences and experiences about romantic love, film and television dramas on forum websites."

Peter looked down at the phone at the right time: "Oh! Tony sent me a message, I have to go up!"

He immediately ran wildly, vigorously escaped from the shooting range of Loki's death sight, and walked away on the stairs with a thumping sound of footsteps.

Laozi is the man who almost destroyed the earth! !Didn't want to wonder about some damn romantic love! ! !

Loki burst several strawberries angrily.

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Dolores quickly ran back to her room.

She closed the door with a burning face, then ran a few quick steps, and threw herself face down into the four-poster bed holding the guitar.

The picture froze for a moment, she buried her face tightly in the soft quilt, and let out a muffled scream.

God! !Loki was there! !

She writhed and struggled on the bed like a live fish.

She usually doesn't even dare to take the initiative to speak to him! ! !

He must have seen it! !He must have seen it! ! !

Dolores felt that she might not have a very relaxed and happy dinner time tonight.

She turned over decadently, face up, and covered her flushed face with her hands.

Dolores wondered in confusion, would Loki tell Thor this?

Would Thor come and ask her or ask Peter?

If he knew, would he tell Tony again?

Surely Tony would tell Natasha, or Steve, and then Bucky would know, and then Bruce and Hawkeye would find out—

That's all the Avengers! !

Dolores suddenly felt dark in front of her eyes.

But immediately afterward, the sweet aftertaste that remained in her heart was not diluted because of this worry, but at this moment it eagerly emerged.

The corners of her mouth immediately turned up again.

The line that Peter sang earlier...

Shewearsa ile that could make me want tosing.

(She has a sweet smile that makes me happy and makes me want to sing)

Did he watch me sing? !

Dolores groaned as if she saw the paw of the kitten.

That's all he sang!

That must have been sung to me! !

Dolores thought so confidently and flatteredly, she blushed like a silly girl and turned over and buried her face in the quilt and laughed happily.

Her phone buzzed.

It took a girl with her head full of syrup to notice the ringing.

The mobile phone was pressed under the quilt, and she groped for a while to find it.

The moment Dolores saw the caller ID, Dolores woke up instantly.

To be precise, it was as if she was suddenly pushed into a bathtub filled with ice cubes. After staring blankly for a few seconds, she pressed the answer button in a panic.

"Hey...."

Dolores quietly clenched her fists as she couldn't hide her flustered voice, which was irritating.

After a while, an unfamiliar voice slowly sounded on the other end of the phone, but it made her feel like an enemy.

Her uncle Mars said, "Good day, Dolly."

Her luggage was packed very quickly.

Everyone was there when I walked downstairs with a cowhide luggage bag.

Tony walked over to her immediately.

"are you ready?"

His eyes looked at her and nodded, revealing worry and solemnity that could not be concealed.

"I still think I should go with you..."

"Do not."

Dolores' refusal was calm but firm.

"I have to go alone."

Natasha looked at her: "If there are any accidents, you must notify them as soon as possible."

"I will." Dolores nodded, showing a relaxed smile: "I'm just going home, and I'll be back soon, maybe I can catch up with Christmas dinner."

Steve smiled, hiding his apprehension: "We promise not to start until you get back."

Although it has been confirmed that Mars Toland has inextricably linked with the migratory bird organization, they cannot interrogate him through official channels, because since the 80s of the last century, the Toland family has been a large taxpayer, and its hotel The industry has a certain reputation in the world and is very active in politics. The local government officials and department leaders in Boston have also received a lot of political donations from the Toland family.

Whether it's S.H.I.E.L.D., the FBI, or the CIA, as long as they dare to take Mars Tolan away, his lawyers and the lawyers of the chamber of commerce he works for will definitely sue them and have to release him immediately.

This is very helpless, but fortunately SHIELD has already obtained his itinerary. Once he comes back this time, it may be difficult for him to go abroad freely.

Van Gogh squatted angrily in front of the hall and refused to move away.

"Meow-"

His big tail swayed from side to side, flapping anxiously on the carpet.

Dolores hugged his neck and rubbed it vigorously: "I'll be back in a few days! I'll bring you your cushion back then."

When Van Gogh was not that big, he lived in the Tolland Manor, very willfully guarding a cat mat that had been scratched and patched so that it could not be seen.

He nuzzled her.

"Anyway, he's my uncle, and I'm sure he won't hurt me."

She whispered, "This time, I want to know what happened before."

Her gaze swept across everyone, and finally landed on Peter's face.

The two looked at each other briefly, and Peter suddenly raised his foot and walked towards her.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he opened his arms and gave her a short, moderate and unobtrusive hug.

"I'll practice that piece very well."

He whispered in her ear quickly and quietly.

Dolores patted Van Gogh on the head finally.

She smiled and waved to everyone: "Goodbye."

With a heart that was not at all easy and ready to face the heaviness of the past, Dolores embarked on a special plane to Tolland Manor at dusk.