Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Charles Xavier had an unexpected guest today, or rather a parent.

Pietro and Wanda were carried by Bucky one by one, drugged and wilted, like two kittens who had fallen into the water.

"They are a little bit unruly, but they are still good children at heart." Lowes sat upright, "Most of the things that go beyond the rules are done at my request."

Charles looked at Pietro and Wanda, who were greeting their guardians in a pattern in their minds, and at the most wanted criminals in the world.He seems to have found the reason why some forces have been trying to contact him recently.

"Don't worry about tuition." Lowes continued, "All the money transferred to the school will be clean and obtained from legitimate means."

Bucky, who was acting as a bodyguard and thug, couldn't help but glanced at him.

"...OK." Charles didn't quite know what to say.Although he opened a school, due to special reasons, the school is basically supported by his huge inheritance.

He also has other properties under his name, and he also has several expensive salaries.In addition, Hans' patents are also the big ones.Raising two kids is no big deal.

"Their abilities have been strengthened, but I believe the professor has enough ways to control them. It may be troublesome. If you need any help, you can contact me." Lowes rummaged through his bedside table, looking for The pen wrote down his private number, "This number will always remain open."

Charles cleared his throat: "Okay."

"In terms of education level, Pietro is a little worse than Wanda." Lowes thought for a while, "Probably one in the senior kindergarten class and one in the middle kindergarten class."

Pietro struggled to choke out a sentence: "f**kyou!"

"Although they all have some extraordinary worship and admiration for their guardians, it's not a big problem." Ess smiled.

Charles tried to tense up, but couldn't help it, and smiled.

"In addition, someone may want to find me through them. I apologize in advance for the follow-up problems caused by this." Erce expressed his sincerity, "I sincerely hope that you can provide them with a shelter."

Charles looked him in the eyes: "Are you asking me to cover a criminal?"

Erce smiled: "It depends on what angle you understand from."

Charles put his finger on his forehead: "I accept these two students."

"Thank you very much." Erce smiled gratifiedly.

"You're welcome. I can't say no to someone who broke into my bedroom in the middle of the night, wore a helmet that cut off my ability, and pointed a gun at me." Charles also smiled.

Lowes touched his helmet: "Ah, I specially visited your old friend before."

Charles... Eric, good, I remember you.

It's just that Eric, who had his helmet stolen, rummaged around and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"So, their interview was a success?" Erce grinned.

"Yes. I will provide them with shelter, qualified education and discipline." Charles looked at Pietro and Wanda with soft eyes, "However, I don't want the two children to still be under your control.

What will they choose in the future, whether to continue to follow you or to break away from you, I hope you will not use a series of methods such as inducements and threats. "

Erce hummed: "The people who stay with me are voluntary."

Charles glanced at the gun in his hand.

"Professor, I'm just a helpless pharmacist. The recoil from this gun will make my arm hurt for days. I can't speak loudly, and I have a serious heart attack." Erce Shrugged, "The other three people in this room, or even any random person in this school has the full ability to suppress me.

Your chance to stop me is here if you want to.

Personally, I believe that you have complete freedom of choice at this moment.Block me, or, don't block.so……"

Charles couldn't help but laughed again: "I'm starting to understand why Eric lent you the helmet."

Erce kept smiling.

It was really just a big sneeze from Eric who had his helmet stolen.

"I've bothered you enough today." Urs stood up, "Then, good night. I wish you a sweet dream."

He gestured to Bucky.Bucky put down the two cubs and stood behind him.

"Nice to meet you." Erce walked away from the aperture without looking at Pietro or Wanda.

But Bucky looked back at them a few times, didn't say anything, and left.

Charles propped his body up, looked at his siblings who were staring at him angrily, and smiled.

Lowes was a strange man.Although the two children were cursing in their hearts, they still had a deep affection for him.

What he said was not bad.They really wanted to stay with him, and they really respected and adored him.Even if I don't want to admit it.

"You know why he left you here." Charles looked at them gently.

Wanda rolled her eyelids.Pietro, who has a relatively fast metabolism, has regained some strength: "He always thinks that what he is going to do next is not suitable for us to see or implement.

It's as if what he took us to do before was reasonable and legal. "

Charles had found enough memories in their unguarded minds to evaluate Lowes from the sibling's perspective.

What he did with his siblings was really not a good thing.But none of it does harm to their good nature.He turned the siblings into undesirable criminals without causing them any pressure or doubt on their own moral standards.

This is also the reason why I accepted the siblings and why I didn't stop Lowes.

After all, he's wearing a helmet and a gun, what can a handicapped person do by himself?It's not about being 'threatened' honestly.Whoever came, he always said this, and this is the fact.

Charles looked at them with eyes that seemed tolerant, and the two children sat awkwardly: "The teacher will take you to rest later. Relax, you will like it here."

Pietro and Wanda looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't escape.After all, Lowes usually educated them about Professor X.It's not easy to mess with, maybe it will be brained into a four-year-old boy/girl, peeing while standing/sitting.

Charles... Is he somehow able to make children cry at night?

Back at the resting place, Lowes took off his helmet, drew a circle of light and threw it in.

Eric, who was hit by the helmet that fell from the sky, stared at the ceiling with a puzzled face.

"Clean money?" Bucky asked his own doubts, "How do I remember that all your assets have been frozen. Sokovia has been cleaned up, and we are poor and empty. However, if you sell the buttons for scrap , and then let him fly back by himself, maybe he can make some money."

Erce raised his eyebrows: "Want to leave?"

"No." Bucky turned to the door, the room he booked was next door, "I will continue to follow you, it seems that I can experience very interesting things."

Erce smiled.

"Good night." Bucky waved his hand.

Erce stretched his back, looked at the button in the corner of the room pretending to be dead, squatted down and patted his head, took out the connector, connected it to his computer and started checking.

The eyes of the button that pretended to be dead lit up again: "Do you think I will do something outrageous when I know you have a channel to monitor me? I am not stupid."

Erce glanced back at him: "Of course you are not stupid." He continued to investigate very patiently.

"I just know myself very well." Erce checked the densely packed data bit by bit.

The bright lights in Button's eyes flickered, moved, and then collapsed into a ball again, inexplicably exuding an aura that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

After an unknown amount of time, Erce laughed.

Although Button didn't have nerves, he still felt a twitch somewhere.

"It seems that you had a good time with them." Erth squatted in front of him with a gentle expression.

Buttons... logically he doesn't have a heart.So, why, does he feel that he is jumping wildly somewhere?

"What did I say?" Erce squinted.

Button repeats: "Anyone can play except Rodgers."

"so?"

"You know yourself. You know what I'm going to do." I don't know if I know that I can't change anything, Button suddenly calmed down.

Erce reached out and touched his head tenderly: "Good job."

Button started to panic again.Damn it, why would a machine feel like this.

"You should be able to sleep too. So, go to sleep. I have a reward for waking up." Erce withdrew his hand.

Button...why doesn't he have a self-destruct program?

After communicating with him cordially, Erce went into the bathroom to take a bath and even played music.

Button decides to climb out the window to find Bucky.Bucky, he knew, liked robots too.

Regardless of his small movements, Lowes scrubbed himself clean, put on his pajamas, and went to Rogers' room.

He felt more and more that the mage's ability to go wherever he wanted was really underestimated too much.

Rogers was still asleep, staring at the ceiling in a daze, with a pink ribbon wrapped around his hand.

During the dinner in the evening, Natasha drove to laugh at his fault.When I came back, I found that I hadn't taken it off, and put it on the bedside table. I couldn't sleep, so I took it over to play.

"You like this?" Erce said.

Rogers was startled reflexively, and then didn't bother to react further: "You pissed off Tony today."

Erce regretted that Rogers had adapted so quickly to his visit and climbed into his bed: "It's just Wanda's prank."

Rogers put down the ribbon, slightly bent his neck to look at the person who crawled over: "...what are you going to do?"

"What do you think?" Erce lifted his blanket and sat on his waist.

Rogers turned over and held him down: "No."

Erce stroked his chin.

Rogers looked up: "What are you going to pay this time?"

"I've paid for it." Ess raised his leg and hung on his well-curved buttocks, sighing, "You are really unique here. No matter how hard I kick, I won't fall off."

Rogers tightened his hands and took a deep breath: "... What kind of deal did you really make this into?!"

"What deal?" Erce hugged his neck and pressed against himself.

Rogers stared at him: "I don't want to say."

"Porn, sex deal?" Erce had no psychological burden at all.

Rogers' ears turned red, and he pushed the man down and distanced himself.Then he found strangely that Erth was right.His legs hung on his body, and they were stuck in such a unique way that they really wouldn't fall off.

"Say it." Erce shrugged.

Rogers... "No."

Erce hummed.

Rogers stretched out his hand to open his leg, bowed his head to kiss him, his hand still controlled his movements.

Erce twisted and did not twist away, immersed in his tender kiss, chasing after him for more.

Rogers held him down, breathing slightly: "I'm still angry. You can only get one kiss."

Erce narrowed his eyes.

"It's not easy to sleep outside, stay overnight." Rogers touched his face, "I'm sleeping on the floor." After finishing speaking, he took the quilt and tied them up, turned over and left the bed.

Erce lay in the shape of a caterpillar looking at the ceiling.

Rogers turned up the room temperature, turned off the lights, and made the floor.

After lying down for a while, he heard some strange breathing sounds.Huo Di sat up, staring at the person on the bed.

Erce raised his neck slightly and turned to Rogers sideways, revealing the pink bow tied on his neck at some point.

Rogers...

His body tensed, his head was thrown back, his eyes misty.

Rogers...

"It's really..." Rogers gritted his teeth, grabbed the man off the bed, held down his troubled hands, and kissed his mouth that was breathing disorderly.

There was a trace of water in the corner of Ess's eyes: "You won't let me touch you, and you won't let me touch myself? Why are you so unreasonable?"

Rogers gags him tightly, pinches his legs and hands, and dies of rage.

"Steve, don't empathize with buttons." After a long time, Erce raised his hand and pinched the back of Rogers' neck.

Rogers sneered: "So, that's the reason."

"Yes." Ess couldn't help crying again, and bit the bulging muscle on his shoulder, "Although, this will make me... want you more. However, I still don't like this feeling."

Roger paused, and the action that he had planned to slow down became anxious again.

Everything was smashed briefly.

Pink ribbons, lipsticks, masks, and white coats were included in the list of high-risk items by Rogers.

The author has something to say: No. 16 days.

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