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The day after Dolores recovered from her cold, the person in charge of repairing her apartment contacted her to ask if she had any other requests. Go straight back to the apartment for acceptance.

The exciting news made Dolores's mood soar, and she promised everything well without saying anything else.After all, she only hopes that her nest can be restored to a full seventeen or eighteen, and she doesn't want to make too many changes.

Of course she wouldn't mind if they actually put a giant Pony in her living room.She secretly thought.

Too bad she can't share the good news with her friends yet because she doesn't know where to hide Van Gogh yet, otherwise she'd have to invite them to the apartment for some fun, pillow fights or something.

After school, Dolores ran back to the suite like a baby swallow in the forest to pack up the cats in the hotel and her own bits and pieces. Ellie had prepared a change of clothes and necessities for her in a suitcase before at the hotel At this moment, she rolled up her pajamas and socks and threw them into a ball, pressing them on the facial cleanser and small hair clips, and Van Gogh's bell ball jingled inside.The small rattan suitcase was barely closed, and when the buckle was buckled, Dolores called out to Van Gogh loudly without looking back: "Get into the flight case, we are going home!"

There was the sound of flushing water in the bathroom, and Van Gogh walked out of the bathroom with brisk steps, walked towards the blue and white flight case that had been placed beside the drawer for a long time, and pulled the shaky small door in disgust , and finally got in reluctantly, stretched out his claws from the gate fence, fiddled with it, and dropped the bolt.

With a suitcase in one hand and Van Gogh in the other, Dolores happily stopped the car and went to her apartment.

There was already a person standing at the door of the apartment, wearing a black suit, with a round figure, and his gestures were very imposing. Dolores walked forward, and he stepped forward to stop her: "Is this Miss Dolores Green?"

Dolores subconsciously stood in front of the flight box before replying, "Yes, I am."

The other party took off his sunglasses, stretched out his hand seriously, and introduced himself: "I'm Happy, Stark Industrial Safety Manager. Nice to meet you, Miss Green."

Dolores quickly reached out her hand to shake him, and said happily, "Your apartment has been repaired, and the door lock has been replaced with a fingerprint encryption lock produced by Stark Industries. Your fingerprint has been entered. Please go upstairs to check and accept, if you are not satisfied, you can contact us until you are satisfied."

"Of course, thank you." Dolores thanked repeatedly.

He had already pushed open the door of the apartment for her, and made a gesture of invitation. When she entered, she wanted to turn around and ask if the other party wanted to go up together, but Happy had put on her sunglasses again, and closed the door like a bodyguard. He stood still at the door.

How cool, Dolores took Van Gogh to the elevator, walked through the corridor to the familiar door, the black metal door, the door mat was the semicircular sunflower mat she had chosen by herself before. In addition, only the original door lock has become a black screen that is different from other residents.

She hesitated and put her palm on it, the dormant display immediately lit up, a blue light flashed, the door lock clicked, and the door opened automatically.

Really cool.

Dolores looked inside the door curiously, and satisfactorily saw a corner of the living room through the hallway, as if she had never experienced anything at all, just as it was before.

She put the suitcase in the door and entered the door with the flight case. The door closed and she returned to her private domain. She bent down and pulled the door latch of the flight case to greet Van Gogh: "Come out! Let's go home." La!"

After changing into pink plaid slippers, Dolores happily ran all the way in. Van Gogh meowed and followed her feet, eager to pounce on his cat food cabinet——

After a few steps, she stopped suddenly, and stared dumbfounded at the man in the living room who was sitting casually on her sofa with his legs crossed and drinking coffee.Van Gogh didn't notice anything wrong, he ran to the sofa in high spirits, and then stopped stiffly.

Tony Stark stretched his arms on the back of the soft and comfortable fabric checkered sofa, and turned his head to smile at her while holding a hot coffee cup: "After school? I made you coffee."

His words broke the calm, Van Gogh screamed, and quickly turned and ran towards the door, trying to get into the air box, at such a fast speed, he slipped on the waxed oak floor for several times Down.

Dolores rushed forward in horror, trying to cover Tony's eyes: "You didn't see!!!"

Tony put down the coffee cup and twitched his mouth: "It's a pity I saw it." He grabbed the little girl's hands that were waving indiscriminately trying to block his sight, and pulled Dolores down and pressed her down on the sofa.

"It's too late, sweetheart, I saw your little monster when it was like this."

When Van Gogh heard this sentence, he turned back halfway and yelled at him fiercely.

Dolores asked dumbfounded: "What?"

Tony stuffed the cow-patterned coffee cup on the coffee table into the girl's hand, and winked mischievously at her, his big sugar brown eyes were full of sincerity: "It literally means - relax, I don't know how to do it What."

Half of the warm coffee was eaten, and the rest was gradually cooled on the table. Tony filled the gap between coma and waking up for her, and she was stunned for a while.

"So, did you have any superpowers after that?" Tony's hand gesticulated in the air: "You know, it's like things floating, ice and fire, all kinds of phenomena beyond common sense?" "

Dolores scratched her cheek innocently, and shrugged: "I'm also very sorry, I have nothing, I'm pretty normal."

She pointed to Van Gogh who was jumping up and down in the kitchen looking for canned cat snacks for cats: "The only one who doesn't make sense is him."

Van Gogh anxiously stood on the kitchen counter and used his cat's paws to dig open all the cabinets, but found nothing, so he rushed to the two people in the living room angrily to ask the teacher.

"Meow meow meow meow?"

Dolores blinked: "I don't know where they put all the cat food."

"Meow meow?"

"Have you looked for the chest of drawers next to the refrigerator?"

"Meow~"

"Okay, I'll go take a look for you."

Dolores stood up and said to Tony: "Sorry, I have to help Van Gogh find his food, and I'll be right back!" She ran into the kitchen with a thump, and the cat followed.

Left alone Tony spread his arms in disbelief, looked at her back and muttered to himself: "Didn't someone tell her that this is what people say is unreasonable?!"

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Dolores opened the drawer on the first floor, and there were many cans and snacks of various flavors neatly stacked inside. She took five cans and put them on the floor. Bared his teeth.

big liar!I said so much before that if others see it, all the food will evaporate in situ, even coaxing and deceiving me for so many days, all the fakes are fake!

Dolores smiled: "Although there is no such magic in the world, if you are seen running around, you will be in a lot of trouble."

Van Gogh was still staring at her, and Dolores stuck out her tongue and ran back to the living room.

Tony pointed to the kitchen with an indescribable face and asked, "Did you always understand him or..."

Dolores suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean this!" She sat back beside him, her eyes moved flexibly, and she tried hard to recall: "Well, Van Gogh was easy to understand most of the time, but now he can I understand the meaning more, and it feels quite strange, like telepathy." She giggled.

"Mr. Stark, you seem to be very curious about Van Gogh." She looked at him, and Tony curled his lips: "After all, such things are really rare."

He reached into his trouser pocket, took out a glass-like irregular transparent stone and put it in front of her: "This is for you, this is the substance that you were, er... sealed, I took two pieces to study , the other one is in S.H.I.E.L.D., you should take this one."

Dolores glanced at him blankly, stepped forward and picked up the small, angular stone the size of a thumb: "Is this crystal or glass?"

Tony coughed twice: "We have done all the test results... There is no such substance on the earth, it is almost indestructible, only your cat eats it as cat food. In short, you should keep this well, if there is any Change, immediately notify Aegis... No, just notify me, where is your phone?"

Dolores took it out of her pocket: "Here it is."

Tony took the phone and looked at it critically: "S.H.I.E.L.D. gave it to you."

She nodded hurriedly, and then asked, "How do you know?"

An undisguised smile appeared on the corner of Tony's mouth: "The founder of the Aegis system, including the internal program of this mobile phone, is sitting in front of you, girl."

Satisfied to see Dolores suddenly admired again, he opened the phone to save a series of numbers in the contacts, and raised his eyebrows at her: "Now you have Tony Stark's private number in your phone, keep it safe." , this is worth countless dollars and countless news headlines." He gave her a wink full of anger.

Patting her arm, he stood up and straightened his suit, obviously ready to leave: "Goodbye, Dolores, today's surprise ends here."

Dolores stood up suddenly: "Please wait."

She quickly ran to the bookshelf, took the notebook and pen and returned, held up the notebook and asked, "Can you sign me?" She smiled shyly, her big eyes full of expectation, and her clear green eyes once again. The eyes are shining with starlight, and the kind of expectant eyes make people feel that it is a sin to say no.

The scene seemed a little familiar.

Of course Tony took her pen, and winked at her playfully: "You are such a greedy little cutie, but I will do what you wish."

Dolores smiled: "It's not for me, my friend likes you very much, I want to give him a surprise."

"Him?" Tony said helplessly, "Okay, sweetheart, of course." He signed his name, two copies.

"Buy one, get one free." Tony closed the pen cap and smiled.

Dolores' eyes were shining brightly, she stood on tiptoe happily, and jumped into his arms excitedly like a little pigeon: "Thank you! Mr. Stark, you are so generous!"

Being caught off guard by her, even Tony was a little surprised, but he obviously adapted well to the hug of the beautiful girl. He patted her with his arms around her, and said jokingly, "It's so warm, sweetheart."

The body of the thin and slender girl in her arms was fragrant and soft, to be honest, it didn't feel bad.

Dolores smiled, her eyes were bright and bright, and this appeal and sincere gratitude inside made Tony smile: "I'm glad you're alive, Dolly." Her body was warm, and her heart was still beating lively.

It should say thank you for being alive, sincerely.