Upper East Side, Manhattan.

Dotted with semi-detached houses to the west of Lexington Boulevard, this area is one of New York's most expensive and popular residential areas, known as the "Gold Coast", and is a true affluent neighborhood that has long been loved by the wealthy.

Many say that even the air here is filled with the smell of Franklin and the conservative values of high society.

As the orange sunset sank into the horizon, Sean stepped out of the black car and knocked on the door of Maximov's house with a bottle of fine red wine from Canon Gabriel.

Almost as soon as the doorbell rang, a silver figure pulled open the door, and Pietro, wearing a pair of specially made headphones, hummed Jimmy Cross's "Time in a Bottle" like a ghost.

Sean looked down at the carpet in the doorway, which had a charred black mark, presumably in this way that Pietro often greeted visiting neighbors.

"Wow, Sean, what a surprise! My sister would be happy to know that. ”

Pietro was very familiar, wrapped his arms around Sean's neck, took the high-end red wine with the knot tied with it, and shouted upstairs, "Wanda, that bastard you talk about so often is here." ”

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched, and when he saw Wanda wearing a casual home attire, he hurriedly ran down, pulling a pair of plush slippers, his long hair was tied behind his head, and his delicate little face was plain face, which was more lifelike than the usual formal dress in Ambrera.

"Playing this kind of trick every time, are you tired...... Yes! ”

Wanda, who ran down to teach her brother a lesson, saw the young man standing next to Pietro and immediately froze on the stairs.

Immediately afterward, she screamed, like a frightened fawn, and rushed straight back to the upstairs room.

Sean looked at the brother and sister speechlessly, but the figure of a certain little Lori flashed in his mind.

Occasionally when he came home, he couldn't hear Mindy's chatter, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

The two guys, one big and one small, drove around the world in that RV, but Sean wasn't worried about their safety.

One is the offspring of the ancient life of the universe, and the other is a super killer girl comparable to a killing machine, and whoever provokes them is the unlucky one.

Sean sat on the couch in the living room, chatting with Pietro, a young man who had come to New York from Sokovia and had quickly adapted to his current life.

Wanda is trained by Raven to become a qualified secretary, while Pietro joins Bronsky's Umbrella Squad.

Originally, Sean wanted Pietro to go to Professor Charles's mutant academy, but instead of staying in school and facing a bunch of children all day, the other party longed for the hard life of combat training.

They receive a high salary every month, with generous welfare measures, and soldiers who perform well can be officially honored by the White House and enjoy the honor of being a soldier.

All of this made Pietro's blood boil, he had been in Sokovia, wasting his time in the factory, and those thoughts of wanting to become a big man could only be buried deep in his heart, and it was difficult to put them into practice.

"I thought you didn't want to see me, Wanda."

After a while, Wanda Shiran, who had changed into a bohemian dress, walked down the stairs, with a plain face and a little light makeup.

"It's a real headache to have a boss like you who harass employees after work."

Wanda said in a stiff tone.

She glared at her brother Petero, who was watching the excitement next to her, and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Miss Maximov, who was born in Sokovia, is not like Betty or Gwen, who is a flower in a greenhouse, pampered.

During the time when Sean was taken in, he had learned Wanda's excellent cooking skills, and he looked at the beautiful figure in the kitchen with great interest, and said with a smile: "I miss the smoked salmon and macaroni you made very much." ”

Wanda snorted and made an indifferent attitude, but her lips were pursed, but a smile could not be suppressed.

She honestly took the smoked fresh salmon out of the fridge and comforted herself by saying that it was just a necessary courtesy to entertain the guests.

"Need help? I'm a good at cutting onions. ”

Sean didn't know when he slipped into the kitchen, naturally took the kitchen knife, diced the onion, minced the garlic, and used it to stir-fry the meat sauce.

"No, the first time you did this kind of thing, you were stupid."

Wanda looked at Sean's skillful movements and pouted.

She remembered her time in Sokovia, where she had lived a more privileged life since coming to New York, but Wanda often missed the old days.

In that small room, there are many warm memories, not only with his brother Pietro, but also some girlish feelings buried deep in my heart.

"I'm going to be away for a while, S.H.I.E.L.D., Raven will take care of it for me, and Ambrera will leave it to you and Gwen, you can go to Dr. Connors and Ms. Hansen if you have any problems."

Sean slices the smoked fresh salmon, folds it in half and rolls it into a flower shape, squeezes some lemon juice and arranges it on a plate.

Wanda, who was stir-frying the meat sauce, paused in the movement of her hand, and the jumping oil star splashed on her snow-white arm, making her moan lowly.

"I'm embarrassed to say I'm clumsy, let me come."

Sean, who finished cutting the toast bread, pulled away Wanda, who was a little distracted, and the kitchen suddenly fell silent.

"I'm going to a far away place this time, I saw Mr. Richards' reply email, the dark elf ship is repaired, you want to leave Earth?"

Wanda, who stood silently behind and took off her apron, said softly after a while.

"I've gotten some news from Asgard that while I've had the upper hand in this game, it doesn't seem to have changed the outcome and I'm going to have to get more chips to be on the safe side."

Sean made no secret of the fact that he was indeed ready to drive the dark elf's spaceship on a space journey.

The fifth gem, the Cosmic Spirit Orb, fell into Star-Lord's hands and was soon to be sent to the Collector.

If nothing else, Thanos should have made the destruction of the planet Sandar in exchange for the search of Ronan, the consul of the Kree Empire.

After Sean obtained the Eye of Agamatha, he cut off his past and future through the Time Stone, and throughout the retrospective process, he vaguely glimpsed the huge shadow that shrouded the future.

There is no doubt that it was the figure of the Mad Titan Sanos.

Even though he had already obtained the four Infinity Stones, it stands to reason that he already had the upper hand.

But Thanos will still pose a huge threat to himself in the future.

This puzzled Sean, who was no longer familiar with the future due to the flapping of the butterfly's wings, so it was difficult to guess the real reason for a while.

"Will it be dangerous?"

Wanda asked faintly.

"Won't ......"

Before Sean finished speaking, her delicate red lips were imprinted on the corners of her mouth, and Wanda stood on tiptoe gently, her eyes full of tenderness.

The oil stars splashed, the meat sauce sizzled, and the two people in the kitchen lingered on each other, completely forgetting about it.

Petero, who was lying on the sofa in the living room, sniffed the smell of burnt paste, and said indignantly: "Is a single dog so non-existent? ”

With a stomach full of grief and indignation, Pietro ran out of the door, ready to go to Burger King, two blocks away, and binge on two pizzas to vent.

Sean and Wanda glanced at each other, snickering at each other, and in the dim light, the two figures merged into one.

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