My Private Marvel System

"Mr. Dole is my friend, and she is my cousin Dora, who is still in junior high school. fQxs"

"Tsk tsk, my conservative cousin has also begun to collect men. I thought that Christians are not close to men. Are you afraid that God will punish you?"

"If you take it back right away, or **** will be your only place to return."

"Of course, my dear cousin, I will be waiting for you in hell."

The two sisters quarreled for a while, and the red-haired girl hummed and carried and saluted, staring at Dole from time to time.

"You pay attention to me so much, can I think you like me?" Dole smiled and looked at the little wild cat, his voice a little teasing.

Dora curled her lips, as if thinking of something, her big eyes suddenly lit up: "Dear Mr. Dole, I still have a luggage outside. Shouldn't you show your gentlemanly demeanor?"

Dole smiled and spread his hands, got up and walked to the door, and was startled when he saw the luggage.

It was not luggage at all, but an old oven piled up in the corridor.

This oven is old, covered with rust, and it's very heavy.

Dora poked her head out and smiled happily with her face full of pockmarks.

"What's the matter? My gentleman, are you a sissy? Can't lift this thing?"

Pamela went to the supermarket/Chang/Feng/Literature, so the little wild cat suddenly became unscrupulous.

Dole smiled. He might hesitate before vigorously making the spinach soup, but at this time this thing is just a bit of a weight for him.

With both arms sinking, the palms firmly grasped the two rusty handles. Fqx Doer inhaled slightly, but did not see any accumulating movements, so he violently raised the oven.

Dora's eyeballs almost popped out of her eyes, and she rubbed her eyes vigorously: "Damn it! Are you the brother of Hercules? Does Zeus have two illegitimate children?"

It is always a joy to be compared to Hercules.

Dole squeezed the oven, and the wooden floor under his feet suddenly squeaked.

"Dear madam, where should I put it? Is it in your room?" Dole said as he squeezed into the door.

"Damn it! Take this filthy thing away, cough cough, do you want to disfigure me? Don't you know that heavy metal is the enemy of skin?"

Dora screamed and avoided, waving her hands at Dole as if she was driving an evil spirit away.

Dole smiled, and gently put the oven back to its original position: "Now can we officially meet?"

Dora glanced at the oven returning to its original position, and said hard: "Of course, my name is Dora. It's nice to meet you!"

Dole nodded, and his gaze flicked over Dora's non-mainstream dress, especially on her poached chest.

"Do you live near the airport? How is your academic performance? Do you have a boyfriend?"

The last two questions are okay, but the previous question of "living near the airport" puzzled Dora: "Near the airport? Did my cousin tell you about me? I live in Queens."

Halfway through, Dora suddenly noticed that Dole's gaze stopped, and his facial features were like being put in a blender. He gritted his teeth and pounced on Dole: "I'm going to kill you! You dare to make fun of a lady." figure!!"

Dole pulled with one hand, and Dora reached her hand like a kitten: "Well, you are a lady, I shouldn't make fun of you for malnutrition."

"Ah! Going crazy! I want my boyfriend to pull out your large intestine and strangle you!"

"This is not a ladylike demeanor."

In the laughter with Dora, a very rich dinner was placed in front of the two girls.

It is estimated that the lives of Dora and Pamela are not very good, and the two have never eaten this high-end dinner.

"Are you sure these'things' are made with the ingredients I bought?"

Pamela stared at a table in front of him with gorgeous colors and delicious delicacies called works of art.

"He must have been sent to us by the devil. Has God abandoned us? Ooo!"

"Dear cousin, if you continue to slander my friend, I think God will take back these foods." Pamela scolded and smiled apologetically at Dole.

When she heard that she had no food, Dora became quiet, and honestly followed the prayer before the meal.

After the meal, the two ladies supported their slightly raised belly, lying on the sofa unable to move.

"I knew that he must be a believer of Satan, a beautiful girl who specializes in the'weight loss period' like me!" Dora picks her teeth, cursing the cook with contentment.

"Thank you Dole, this is truly an unforgettable dinner!"

Pamela took the initiative to kiss Dole on the cheek, and blushed and hid in the room.

Helping to pack the tableware and kitchen, Dorr got up and left Pamela's house while it was not dark.

"This is my contact information and Facebook account. If you don't want to add me, you can throw it away." After all, Dora is a little girl, her mouth is hard, but her eyes are quietly staring at the note in Dole's hand.

Dorwin smiled, carefully folded the note and put it in his pocket: "I will visit again, remember to pay attention to food hygiene and habits."

In Pamela's reluctance and Dora's arrogant farewell, Dole left with a smile.

When he walked out of the block, Dole's eyes moved slightly, and he passed the amazing Medoni again.

There is a whim in my mind, but I don't know where it is weird. Watching Medoni leave, Dole shook his head and walked home

"Brother Dol, it's time to get up! Big lazy pig!"

The tip of his nose was a little itchy, and Dole woke up ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and saw Jenny lying on the bed with a smile, teasing herself with her hair.

"Hey, the big bad wolf has seen the little white sheep!!!"

Dole made a hungry wolf pounce, and took Xiao Jenny in his arms.

"Haha, itchy!!!"

Jenny smiled happily, her open face filled with happiness and joy.

It's been half a month since I came to Parker's house, and Jenny quickly adapted to this new life.

There are Aunt May who loves her, Brother Parker who cares about her, and of course her hero, Dole.

Yes, in Jenny's eyes, Brother Dol is the hero who saves herself. The hero who rescued himself from that broken home.

Jenny wakes up with a smile every day, because she knows that every day is happy and warm.

Except for occasionally thinking of her father late at night, this time can be said to be Jenny's happiest day.