[X-Men] Otaku Goddess

Pietro is packing a bag.

He doesn't take it very seriously—he always pauses in the process, holding a tube of lipstick in a daze.

Hailey has left.

"You don't have to come." Haili said before leaving that night, "You know, I won't wait for you. Whether you come or not, it has no effect on my life."

"Then why tell me." He still had hope.I don't know what to expect.

Hai Li put her chin on her lips, put her fingertips on her lips, and smiled.

"Who knows," she said.

Her smile seemed a little lonely under the dim light.

"You're not thinking, Hailey's smile is so lonely... something strange like that?" The Persian cat's insight was astonishingly sharp, and he suddenly startled Pietro, "Bored, go back to sleep."

Pietro was so choked that he couldn't speak, and finally left sullenly, and disappeared in a gust of wind.

"Stupid." Haili said calmly facing the night.

He didn't hear it.

"Peter." Mrs. Maximov's voice brought the silver-haired young man back to reality.With a swipe of her finger, the lipstick went into her trouser pocket.

"What are you doing!" He hid his bag under the quilt, and stepped over to the table to play ping-pong with himself.

When Mrs. Maximov came in, he looked foolish, put down his racket, opened a box of Twinkies sandwich bread and ate it.

Hailey also likes Twinkies, and eating them full of cream can make her feel happy.

"Peter, I really admire you for being so leisurely." Mrs. Maximov's complexion was not very good, and the glass of clear golden liquid in her hand was shaking, "The police are here again."

"Police?" Pietro frowned.

However, he spread his hands indifferently in the next second: "It's not the police, it's just a bunch of vagrants, a man with glasses, a floral shirt, and one who looks like a thug."

Mrs. Maximov knew in a second that he had gone out to look.

"Even if it's not, I've got to open the door. They're knocking the door down," she complained. "They're here for you anyway. Send them away quickly, and come back to me after they write a check."

Pietro stuffed the last piece of sandwich bread into his mouth: "Trouble."

Madame Maximov came out of the cellar, and in a short while the three of them came stomping downstairs.

Pietro deliberately turned up the sound of the stereo, but it still couldn't drown out their voices.

"We need your help, Peter."

Explain the purpose of visiting for the floral shirt wearing sunglasses.He looks like a decadent playboy.

"Why should I trust you?" The otaku said with a blank expression on his face.

"Because we are of the same kind." The thug-like man clenched his fists, with long, sharp bone claws protruding from them.

"Wow." Pietro was shocked for a moment, then thought of something, and restored the dead fish eyes.

"Sorry." He motioned for them to make way, pulled out the bag under the quilt and continued to pack, "Although your plan sounds interesting, but I have more important things to do now. Next time, maybe I will be willing to play .”

The three looked at each other.

"Where is the next time? It's an emergency, you kid, don't know what to do!" The man waved a bone knife and roared to come over and cut him.

"Logan!" Floral Shirt called him off—he looked like the calmest of them all, not in a hurry to change Pietro's mind, and sat down to look around his basement.

There was nothing to say for a while.

The otaku ignored them and carried on packing to the end.He could have put it away quickly, because it took a long time to wait for these three annoying guys to go.

Procrastination is the most painful thing for him.

"Hey." The flowered shirt suddenly said.

Pietro looked back and saw him winking at him.

"You like Hayley Stoker?" Floral Shirt asked.

The little otaku made a move.

"There's her DVD next to the TV, and there's a magazine next to your bed." Floral Shirt smiled slyly, "It's an actress, right? If you want, we can let her know you."

"Oh, thanks." Pietro thought he would hear something valuable, "She knows me."

The flower shirt was stunned, consciously miscalculated, and smiled dumbly with his forehead.

It seems that this kid... uses his abilities to not only carry things home from the mall, but also learn to steal incense and jade.

Hooking up with an actor really underestimated him.

But the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall.

"There's no doubt she's beautiful and sexy." He leaned closer and whispered in Pietro's ear, "Maybe you want her as your girlfriend."

Satisfied to see the small otaku's facial muscles tense, his floral shirt took off his sunglasses, and he smiled like an old fox.

"I can teach you a method with a [-]% success rate."

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"Hailey, Edmund said that your attitude has been very bad lately." Amy followed closely behind Hailey and watched her use the key to open the door. She was a step too late. The door slammed and she was rejected.

"Don't leave me outside." Amy straightened her crooked eyes and knocked on the door, "I haven't finished talking yet, hey!"

"I have nothing to say." Hayley's voice came from behind the door panel.

"But you have to listen, please, or I will be scolded." Amy was pitiful.

"None of my business."

"Ah... don't do this..." Amy had no choice but to use her trump card, "Listen to me for 10 minutes, and I'll give you chocolate."

The door opened.

Haili, who had already changed into a loose nightgown, reached out her hand: "Take it here."

"Honestly, I also don't think your work attitude is very good this week."

Amy sat on the other side of the sofa, looking at the chocolate and eating love.want.A Persian cat that tastes like a slice, with flushed cheeks, especially when Hailey licks her fingers, "I don't care much about acting."

"Is there?" Looking at Haili's attitude, it seemed that Amy wasn't talking about her.

"Is it because you are not used to New York? You shouldn't even think about it. You have been here several times." Amy was puzzled.

Pulling out a tissue to wipe her hands, Haili said slowly, "Don't make unreliable guesses. Have you finished? I'm going to bed."

Having said that, she clearly picked up the wine on the table again, poured a third of the square glass, and took a sip.

"The investor has a party tomorrow night, and Edmond wants you to attend." Amy said.

"I know. I've asked Kevin to tell him I'm not feeling well."

"But." Amy hesitated a little, "Edmond disagrees, and I must let you go."

"Oh." Hayley's nails made a faint tinkling sound on the cup, "So Kevin is dead."

"He can't stop Edmund." Amy was also frustrated, "It's not his fault."

"Is it my fault?" Hai Li suddenly stood up, walked to the window, opened the window and took a deep breath of air.

It's disgusting.

"How long have you been in New York, Amy?" she asked.

"Ah?...Eight days..." Amy was confused.

For eight days, Pietro did not show up.

He will not come.

"A week is too long, Amy." Hayley smiled slightly. "Someone can't wait."

Last time the director took advantage of the invitation to do something, but she blocked it with wine. She didn't expect to be so impatient, so she repeated the trick and asked her to surrender.

She flicked it hard suddenly, and the wine glass flew out of the window obliquely and shattered on the ground.

The Persian cat withdrew its smile, stared at it coldly, and cursed out a curse word.

Eight o'clock in the evening the next day.Hotel Lobby.

The crystal lamp is pendant, the music is playing slowly, and the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed.

When Hailey appeared at the party, the director Edmund immediately stopped talking with the people around him.

Across many actors and staff, he saw her at a glance, like a hound sniffing the scent of prey from afar.

She was dressed simply tonight, a dark green dress with a tube top, no extra jewelry, and the anklet on the ankle was shining with a small silver light.

It was clearly written on her face that she was not interested in the party. When she came in, her eyes were not on anyone, but on the long table full of exquisite desserts.

But in the end, she just stood there watching, and didn't intend to take it to eat.

She is always so special.

He went up to him: "Hailey." He signaled the waiter to put two glasses of wine on the table beside them.

Hai Li's expression was as usual, and she said lightly, "Hi."

"Your attitude is really unpredictable." Edmund teased, "When something went wrong during the acting, you were very enthusiastic towards me, and as soon as you finished shouting, you immediately changed your attitude. I don't know whether you like it or not. hate me."

"Acting is acting, life is living. I don't know you very well." Hai Li said.

"I thought we were already friends in terms of the help I gave you." Edmund still had a smile on his face.

"Then my friend can be picked up anywhere."

"That's what you are," said Edmund fondly. "Have a drink?"

Hai Li raised her eyes and asked back, "Will you let me go if you don't drink?"

She is so charming when her lashes are fanned up.

Edward was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You really know how to joke."

He picked up the wine glass, but he didn't rush to hand it to her, staring at her face intentionally or unintentionally.

"Your makeup." Edmund seemed to remind him kindly, "I probably need to touch it up."

Haili didn't doubt that he was there, so she took out the small mirror in her clutch bag and looked at it: "I think you don't mind if I make it up here."

"Of course not." Edmund was tolerant.

She turned to open the powder case.

Naturally, he did not see the scene where he raised his hand, the white powder between his fingers fell into her cup.

He rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers, as if rubbing her body.

His eyes fell on her chest.Breasts, slender waist, and long legs, she makes no secret of her greed.

She was like overflowing fine wine to him, smelling it was fragrant, drinking it lost the soul, and was half drunk before touching it.

She is a beauty, he longs for it.

It's a pity that she is too smart, and she also understands what she really wants in her heart, and she remains unmoved in the face of various explicit hints, which is not very fun.

As a woman, if you want to survive, you have to learn to please men.

If she can't learn it, he will be troubled to teach her.

The smile on Edmond's lips deepened.

"To the best actress." He raised his glass.

Hailey sneered at his compliment: "You know, to me, this kind of talk is like sarcasm."

"Then respect the beauty Haili." He changed the words casually.

Hai Li didn't bother with his wording, picked up the wine, smiled and said, "Cheers."

The clinking of wine glasses made a crisp sound.

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