This was the anti-theft badge.
The young man held a small wooden stick in his right hand and was extending it forward.
It was as if he was about to attack someone with this wooden stick a moment ago.
He maintained this posture without moving.
His green eyes were filled with confusion at the sudden change in the environment.
However, the stiffness and dullness only lasted for a second or two. The confusion and surprise in his emerald-like eyes quickly dissipated like the mist of the rising sun.
His eyes were sharp.
His expression was no longer as relaxed as before. He became alert and alert. His vigilant posture was like a puppy that had suddenly entered a state of battle.
His eyes moved slightly.
He quickly and nimbly sized up the surrounding environment.
When he saw Suzanne leaning against the bar and sipping champagne leisurely,
It was obvious that his whole body had relaxed.
It was like a bowstring that had changed from tight to loose.
Seeing that the young man had noticed her, Suzanne smiled and waved her hand.
"Hi, Harry.
Long time no see. "
Harry scratched his head.
There was a hint of shyness in his eyes. He also waved his hand like Suzanne. "Hi.
Suzie, long time no see. "He pouted.
He said with a slight complaint, "Can't you say hello to me?
Suzie? It's too sudden.
You gave me a fright. "
Realizing that his words sounded a little reproachful, Harry immediately added, "Uh, of course, I'm not saying that your behavior is wrong, nor am I criticizing you. I know that you never mess around. You must need my help to do this. I mean, I was just fighting with a bad guy. Magic is hard to control. I was worried that I would hurt you. "
Seeing that Harry was in a hurry to explain, Suzanne reached out and put her arm around his shoulder. "Don't be like this, Harry. Of course, I know what you mean. You're my best friend. Well, next time I'll remember to say hello to you, I promise. "
Smelling the fragrance of the girl's body and feeling the soft touch on his shoulder and back, Harry's body stiffened, not moving at all. Only his neck and ears were covered in a thin layer of red.
He lowered his head and avoided making eye contact with the girl. He forced himself to say, "O-of course, we grew up together. You've always been my best friend. I told you before, as long as you need me, I will appear at any time. "
Hearing this, Suzanne was very happy. She increasingly felt that Harry was a good friend. She released the youth's shoulder and grinned at him. "Thank God for letting me meet such a good friend like you. Don't worry, Harry. I know you've just become an Auror, so this is a simple task. It'll only take a minute. It won't delay your work. "
The black-haired girl was no longer as lazy and indifferent as before. Her smile was brilliant and warm, just like a flower on a high mountain that suddenly bloomed for you, making people feel flattered and surprised. Facing this dazzling beautiful smile, Harry's heart and mind were in a daze for a moment.
He said in a daze, "Okay, okay. What do you want me to do?"
Suzanna turned her gaze away and knocked on the glass on the table. "I need you to help me give it a soul-taking spell."
Following Suzanne's movement, Harry saw the dung beetle in the glass. "… Huh?!" Was he hallucinating?
Suzanne understood very well why Harry's eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, as if his worldview had been shattered.
Although wizards were not afraid of anything and would invent things like "big dung bombs", "ear-wax chocolate", and "cockroach piles" which challenged the upper limit of human psychological tolerance, using soul on a dung beetle was still beyond the limit of disgust.
To perform a soul-searching on a dung beetle … Was it to see how it had been eating before? Just imagining it made Harry's face turn green. He, he couldn't help but want to vomit.
Suzie was making fun of him, right? Right, right?
But when he turned his face, he saw Suzanne staring at him seriously. She didn't seem to be joking at all. Harry immediately froze.
No, it can't be, right? Suzie really wanted him to see the dung beetle's memory? He, he, he … Harry wanted to cry for a long time. Under the black-haired girl's expectant gaze, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Damn it, isn't it just a little disgusting? For Suzie, I'll do it!
Just when he was finally mentally prepared and determined to die bravely, Suzanne patted him on the shoulder and called him back from his world.
Looking at the young man's face changing from white to purple, then from purple to black, and finally to a face that looked like he was ready to die, Suzanne was amused and touched.
Looking at Harry's expression, she knew that he had decided to sacrifice himself for her. Even if this request sounded like a prank, he had to agree. Harry was indeed her best friend.
The black-haired girl put her hand on Harry's shoulder and smiled. "Harry, in your impression, am I the kind of person who likes to make fun of people?"
Harry quickly shook his head. He was afraid that Suzanne wouldn't believe him, so he shook his head like a rattle-drum to express his denial very clearly.
Ever since he met this girl when he was ten years old, he had seen her make trouble. But he had never seen her make fun of people even once after being friends with her for so many years. At the end of the day, Suzie's personality had always been lazy. If it wasn't necessary, she didn't like to do unnecessary things.
Even if they were stirring up trouble, they still had a goal to achieve. They weren't stirring up trouble just for the sake of stirring up trouble. Compared to those guys who stirred up trouble because their lives were too boring and boring, they were much better.
Thinking of this, Harry finally recovered from the shock of "having to take the soul of a dung beetle" and quickly regained his rationality. Since it wasn't a prank, it was very thought-provoking that Suzie asked him to do this.
Moreover, this house … He looked around at the decoration of the bedroom. This was obviously not a hotel, nor was it Suzanne's residence.
He raised his head and stared at Suzanne. The thick black-rimmed glasses couldn't hide the determination in his bright emerald eyes. "May I know why, Suzie?"
This girl clearly had a very noble and cold face, but when she showed this kind of expression, it didn't feel out of place at all. It only made people feel that she was indescribably cute.
Could it be that this was the legendary contrast cuteness?
Almost amused by his own thoughts, Tony's caramel-colored eyes rolled and he suddenly had a mischievous idea.
He stopped, turned around abruptly, stared sternly at Suzanne, and asked with a straight face, "Hey, what are you looking at?"
Hearing his question, the black-haired girl's body suddenly stiffened, and she looked at him in panic. Then, like a primary school student who was caught by her teacher doing something bad, her face turned red, and she lowered her head in shame.
Sure enough, as he thought, this reaction was really interesting. With his wicked taste satisfied, Tony Zhi was immediately pleased with himself as he snapped his fingers happily in his heart.
Also hearing this question, the captain of Team USA, who didn't know what was going on, also looked at Suzanne reflexively. After finding no abnormalities, he frowned and asked in a puzzled tone, "Stark, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? "
"Oh, nothing." Tony shrugged and his nonchalant look was very annoying. "I just found that she seemed to be interested in this fighter, so I asked."
Then, he changed the topic and said to Suzanne, "But, kid, you're just too inexperienced. This kind of fighter that is about to be obsolete is actually not cool at all. There's nothing to see at all. If I have a chance, I'll show you my Iron Man suits, that's the real masterpiece. "
The black-haired girl suddenly raised her head and looked at him with surprise and asked in disbelief, "Re, really, Mr. Stark?" Then, as if afraid that he would go back on his word, she nodded hurriedly. "If it's not troublesome, of course I'd be very happy."
"Of course, I'm the Iron Man," Tony raised his chin with a delicate mustache, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a confident smile appeared on his face. "And the Iron Man is omnipotent!"
However, before the smile could fully form, it suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth. So he couldn't smile, and his whole face looked very distorted.
Because, until this time, Tony finally realized a problem that he had ignored from the beginning:
Height difference.
Before, he stood on the stairs and looked down, so he didn't notice it; but now, they were all walking on the flat aisle of the cabin, so this problem was immediately highlighted —
This girl was half a head taller than him!
Come on, let's review a fact.
Tony, genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, Mr. Stark, with a height of 174cm, was a veritable short, rich, and handsome man.
Of course, this was before he wore a suit.
And our heroine, Suzanne Hathaway, with a height of 170cm, was 4cm shorter than Mr. Stark. But don't forget, she was wearing a pair of 10cm high heels today!
So, the Iron Man could only look up like this to meet Suzanne's gaze!
Realizing this, the middle-aged short, rich, and handsome Mr. Stark immediately suffered a blow and suffered 10,000 tons of damage.
# Everyone is tall, except for me #
# Stark's heart is bitter, but Stark doesn't say it _ (: 3J ∠) _ #
At this moment, a slightly hoarse and pleasant female voice was heard. "Stark, may I have the honor to visit your suit with this girl?"
Tony immediately pretended that he didn't notice anything, turned around elegantly, and looked majestically at the speaker.
Suzanne also looked in the direction of the voice and saw a red-haired woman sitting in the pilot's seat of the fighter plane, tilting her head and smiling at them.
She was an extremely sexy woman.
She had a beautiful face and a graceful figure. She wore a tight black leather jacket that tightly wrapped around her body, revealing her curves. Her hormones were bursting. She was simply the kind of peerless beauty that men yearned for even in their dreams.
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