Marvel's Fantasia

It was an excellent offer, and Cynthia certainly wouldn't refuse.

but……

She frowned at the scene in front of her, and finally couldn't help but say: "Is this how psychological counseling is done?"

Although she had never been in contact with it, she always felt that something was wrong.

"Of course. Now focus your attention, your chess shadow is about to dissipate."

Hearing this, Cynthia quickly stared at the chessboard in the air and watched her bishop being eaten by the opponent's queen.

An hour later, the "spiritual chessboard game" ended, and both of them opened their eyes at the same time.

Charles took a sip of water with satisfaction and suggested: "You can come to me whenever you are free on weekends."

No, she didn't want to play chess at all.

Sure enough, you can’t choose a barefoot doctor just because you’re worried that seeing a psychiatrist will be a hot topic. Look, aren’t you being deceived?

Time flies by like this to Saturday.

After spending the whole morning at home, Steve looked at the girl nestled on the sofa and said, "Today is a rare good day. Don't you want to go out for a walk?"

Cynthia's eyes were blank and she continued to stare at the ceiling in a daze: "Where? Park? Library? I don't even want to go."

"I see," the man held his forehead helplessly, "What do you want to do? I'll accompany you."

Cynthia thought for a while, turned over and lay on the sofa, propped her head up and looked out the window: "Let's swim!"

Steve raised his eyebrows but made no comment.

Although the two rarely swim, the water in the swimming pool is always cleaned, but...

As soon as Cynthia put her right foot into the swimming pool, a bunch of goosebumps appeared on her body: "ouch! shit! it's too cold! (Ouch! Mader is too cold!)"

"Be careful, don't catch a cold if you fall," Steve held her arm and ignored her offensive words, "So, do you still want to swim?"

"Say it like you're not afraid of the cold."

"It's okay. In the past, winter operations sometimes required swimming across rivers. Well, the temperature is even lower than this."

Cynthia said she didn't have the cold resistance, but she could heat the water a little.

And this process does not take 1 minute.

However, Cynthia looked at the bubbles in the swimming pool and said hesitantly: "emm...it might be a little hot now, how about we wait a little longer."

Steve sighed helplessly: "I think your condition is not right, honey, did something happen?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? I have felt something is wrong with you since Monday night." He stretched out his hand to straighten Cynthia's body and looked into her eyes. "Do you want to talk to me?"

He didn't know what happened to Cynthia, but he felt that something was wrong with her.

"I'm really fine."

Cynthia put her arms around the man's waist, rested her head on his chest, and briefly talked about the past few days: "I'm just in a bad mood. I'll be fine in a few days."

"It's okay. If you really can't adjust, you can tell me."

Upon hearing this, Cynthia's reaction was: "You want to play chess with me too???"

A smile rose in Steve's eyes: "You can also choose checkers..."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Steve: "Are you two inventing a new way of dating? Huh? Talking and playing chess next to the pool in swimsuits?"

Steve Cynthia: “…”

Steve had to let Cynthia go.

Then he turned his head helplessly and looked at the atmosphere destroyer who fell from the sky - Tony Stark.

"Why is she running so fast? Huh?" The mecha tilted its head, expressing confusion, "Am I the god of death?"

Steve sighed, "What do you want, Tony?"

"Oh, there are just some issues about children's education that need you to solve," the mecha spread its hands, "You know, I'm not very good at this."

Steve gave a confused look.

"Anyway, I need you urgently now," the mecha said, opening the empty cockpit. "Come on, captain, although the size may not be suitable for you, you can still squeeze in."

"You... forget it, I'll go change clothes first."

The second floor.

Cynthia handed the belt to Steve and asked, "Did something big happen?"

"It's not clear yet, Tony just asked me to go to Stark Tower."

He tied the belt and kissed the girl's forehead again: "Sorry, I'll come back to stay with you after I finish my work."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just write songs at home."

On the other side, in the party hall of Stark Tower.

"How many times do you want me to say it again? This incident is purely a personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Avengers!"

"It's true that Pete is one of our members, but Spider-Man doesn't count! And they are rescuing people! You idiot! Or should they not care and let all the passengers drown?!"

"What do you mean it can't be solved on the ship? Do you have to solve it in the mall?! Can't you see the power of that weapon?! It can break down a hundred stupid you into nanoparticles in three seconds!"

Tony walked up and down the hall with his headphones on, annoyance in his voice.

Peter, Pete and Vision were sitting on the sofa, their heads turning as he moved.

Peter quietly nudged Peter with his elbow and said in a low voice: "Did we get into big trouble this time?"

Peter: "Probably..."

Vision: "Since 10:53 this morning, Tony has received a total of 7 complaint calls, from the DC Secret Service and the Disaster Control Bureau..."

"God! Stop talking about Vision!" Peter scratched his hair in collapse, "I'm sure we're in big trouble!"

Vision: "Fortunately, no one died this time, and public opinion will not be too extreme. But you probably need to compensate for the damage caused this time."

Peter: "How much does it cost...?"

"There are a total of 35 overboard vehicles on one cruise ship, including ordinary family cars..."

Vision dutifully reported the data he found to the two of them, and finally came to the conclusion: "The initial estimate is at least 300 million US dollars."

"What?!" Peter gasped in fright, "Then how many takeaways do I need to deliver before I can finish it?!"

Peter: "I think we need to rob at least twenty banks."