[Zhongyingmei] Small vase

Steve quickly discovered that Abby was not good at washing dishes, and even a bit clumsy at it.

He was terrified, afraid that she would break the plate and would try to snatch it repeatedly; but he couldn't hold her back.Fortunately, this job is not difficult to learn, and Abby has gradually become proficient.

Steve leaned on the edge of the sink, watching her rubbing the sponge "squeaky" back and forth, which seemed a bit novel and exciting.

He was a little lost in thought: he looked at her pair of soft white and delicate hands, thinking that she was like an ignorant young lady.

Abby was embarrassed by his look, and she took advantage of the time when the water was released to tighten the bow at the back of her waist.

She pursed her lips and said in a soft voice: "I promise that I will cheer up and not break your plate. Don't worry too much."

"There are plenty of plates." Steve frowned with his fingertips, "I was worried that you would cut your hand."

Abby shuddered and almost broke the plate into eight pieces.

Steve quickly reached out to catch it: "Be careful."

His voice was lower than usual, a little more serious.As if the phrase "worried" just now was not what he said.

Abby was obviously very serious, but Abby was dizzy, as if she had a fever.

She smiled at him sheepishly and drained the water from the plate.Seeing the transparent water swirling down the slot, the condensed vortex was quickly dissipated, she suddenly thumped her head in annoyance:

"Too bad, I should have brought some flowers or chocolates."

She understands the etiquette of British Muggles: when you go to someone's house to eat, you always have to bring a small gift as a sign of courtesy.

Steve reassured calmly: "Hey, you forgot your cookies—maybe we can watch TV later while enjoying the dessert you brought."

In a word, he arranged the after-dinner activities for the two of them.

Abby didn't see anything wrong, and she was even a little fascinated: "That sounds awesome."

Steve's home felt to her like a Hufflepuff common room, with everyone gathered around the fireplace and discussing herbalism with each other.

When the dishes are done, Steve takes them and puts them neatly in a stack in the cupboard; Abby twists her arms to untie her apron, but has a little trouble.

She found that when she was tightening the bow just now, someone accidentally tied the bow into a dead knot.

She wrinkled her little face, and her movements were a little difficult.

However, the situation didn't last long, because there was an obvious heat on her back, and she kept a proper distance with her; she heard the cloth of the clothes and the apron rubbing against each other, making a rustling sound.

Steve is tall and tall, and he can cover her whole body when he stands behind her.The forest-like, ocean-like atmosphere surrounded the girl again.

He lowered his head slightly, and touched the bow that made a mistake with his nimble fingers.

Abby's heart was pounding, her arms were draped stiffly on the sink table, and she was almost at a loss for what to do.

Steve helped her untie the knot.

Abby quickly took off her apron and stuffed it into his arms.She runs so fast that Steve only catches a "thank you" as she brushes past her.

The sound is as quiet as a gnat.

- really thin.

Steve hangs up his apron, shaking his head.The slender waist and eyes about to drip water flashed in my mind.

……

"Look, then you can press the next step..."

After the two shared cookies, Steve was teaching Abby to sign up for an Instagram account.

Strangely, there are still young girls who don't use any online platform to socialize these days. Steve almost thought she had lived on the top of the attic for 20 years.

"Then what can I fill in here?"

Abby pointed to the blank space curiously.

Steve answered her in a rigorous spirit: "...wait a moment, let me take a look at the steps."

As he spoke, he took out a small notebook from his trouser pocket.

Abby was not curious either, and waited obediently while holding the phone.

"Anything will do."

Steve reviewed it carefully and finally came to a conclusion.

Abby nodded appreciatively, and stretched out two fingers to the screen of the phone, poking with joy.

She registered a new account and changed her avatar to a smiling puppy with an apple on her head, looking very happy.

Steve taught her how to pay attention to others.

To be honest, this work is not exhausting, on the contrary, Steve still enjoys it.It was only when his friends called him "Antique", but he didn't expect that there would be a day when Captain America would be proud.

"Is it this one?"

Abby studied the user interface.The head is the star from the American flag, and the name is also surprisingly coordinated with the pattern: Mr. Star Spangled Banner.

Abby smiled: "Steve, you are really patriotic!"

Captain America touched the bridge of his nose, a small patch of skin behind his ear was a little red.

He thought she was right, who on earth loved his country more than Captain America?

He can live and die for it; he protects the whole of America like his indestructible shield.

Abby "followed" him with one click.She flipped down clumsily with her fingers, and saw that her eyes were full of bright colors.

Most of the photos were taken by Steve casually, the Washington Monument and Capitol Hill in the early morning, the Brooklyn Bridge covered by twilight in the evening, and the Smithsonian Museum——

Two-thirds are scenery, and people will appear on very few occasions.Maybe it was a dinner party in the building, Steve photographed a group of people with forks raised above their heads; and a quarter profile of a bearded man on the sofa.

He seemed to be smiling, with a slightly upturned corner of his mouth.

These photos are not technical at all, but there is a kind of "life" in them, inexplicable and very vivid.It feels simple and bright.

Steve is such a nice guy!

Abby admired sincerely in her heart, and said it out of her mouth without paying attention.

Steve raised his eyebrows.He smiled and sighed: "Thanks, Abby. Although it sounds a bit sad."

Abby has question marks all over her head: Why do you feel sad?

Steve watched her like a baby Samoyed shaking its ears.His loving expression is more like that of his grandfather.

really weird!

Abby also couldn't understand, obviously Steve is such a sunny and handsome person, why does he occasionally show an expression that is very different from his appearance?

She shook her head, trying to get rid of this funny thought.

Seeing her flipping through the photos with great interest, Steve subconsciously persuaded her in an elder tone:

"Stop staring at your phone and have some biscuits. They're delicious."

He didn't forget to praise, and by the way, he pushed the snack plate with small biscuits towards her.

……

Abby finished her dinner and went home after a short stay.

The first thing is to check the plants: most are hibernating, lethargic.Only Niutou Shaking the Tree was full of energy, waving his big head when he saw her enter the greenhouse, trying to scare her.

This bad guy who remembers eating but not hitting!

Abby stared at it.A tube of softener was applied, and the cow's head was completely smothered. Abby touched the immobile cow's head and brushed her teeth carefully.

Too many small biscuits tonight, not good for the teeth of the bull-shaking tree.Although there are only a few sparse ones, they also need to be well protected.

While brushing his teeth, the cow head shook the tree and made a vague "whooping" sound, which almost woke up the mandrake.Abby raised a finger at it:

"Shh-"

If the mandrake is also awakened, then these two little guys will have some troubles.

After brushing its teeth, Abby wiped its head with a special small towel, and wiped away the saliva from its awkward position.

After re-checking the conditions of all the plants in the greenhouse, Abby said "good night" and turned off the small lights in the greenhouse.

She took a shower first, and while she was drying her hair, she rolled on the bed and sat there to check her Instagram updates.

The Internet is really the most evil invention of the new century. It can make a traditional wizard instantly degenerate, and he is still reluctant to leave.

It's not really any fun, because she's only paying attention to Steve.The lonely account is still stuck at the Washington Monument in the early morning, and the following is an irrelevant game promotion.

Abby looked and looked at the photo, not realizing that she was dimpled again.

How should I put it, I am very happy.

Unreasonable joy, like seeing one's own mistletoe sprout for the first time, akin to that kind of joy.

Although the achievement did not come from herself, the warm comfort smoothed every vein in her body.

She pulled down with her finger, and the page was refreshed.The top photo disappeared, replaced by a sentence.

New post from Steve!

It was just one sentence, and she savored it over and over for a long while.After a long while, she secretly plunged her damp head into the quilt; the blood poured into her head, and the high heat from the spray could almost roast her hair.

Seeing a small ball of wet spots on the quilt, she was startled again that her posture was wrong, she quickly raised her head, and was reluctant to put down her mobile phone, tangling on the bed for a long time.

If the hair is dry, she really wants to roll in bed!

Abby was delighted, holding the phone as if she couldn't put it down.She had no idea about it before, and only used it as a communication tool, but there was no real use for it.

But now there is a new application and a new contact on her phone.She seemed to feel that because of this reason, she had established a very deep relationship with it.

When she was happy, she forgot about the wet hair again.Arched under the quilt, read the short sentence again with the faint light.

[Mr. Star-Spangled Banner]:

A wonderful meal.

A smiling emoji is also attached at the back.

Wonderful!dinner!

Abby touched the smiling expression across the screen, and it seemed that Steve's gentle and charming smile was still shaking in front of her eyes.

I still don't know why I'm happy, but I'm happier now than before!

She hid her face behind the small pillow and laughed silly for a long time.Suddenly, I really want to post news.

Recalling the steps Steve taught her in her mind, her heart pounded and she pressed the send button tremblingly.

【Shining Botany】:

(Bow) (Love) (Love) (Love).

The author has something to say:

Everyone should understand why Abby sends out bows!

#Ninety old man teaches you how to flirt with girls#

PS Today, brother Baji showed a quarter of his profile, rounding it up is the whole picture! (righteous)

If I have time to write today, I will post it, and tomorrow I will go out to do dialect practice... It is cold, and there is nothing to update tomorrow.

Damn end of term.

The PS update time is too irregular, it is not convenient for you, I still set it at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Update during the day and catch bugs at night (early morning), please ignore me for the early morning update.If it’s not updated at [-]:[-] in the morning, it’s probably because I’m too busy with my homework... But in general, I will ask for leave, and I won’t interrupt the update for no reason.