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Unsuspectingly, someone directly took the snacks out of his mouth, Jarod stared wide-eyed and froze in place.

Although they were separated as soon as they were touched, none of the places that should be touched were missed, and there was still a soft residual warmth on the tip of the tongue.Mr. Elf looked at the big-breasted netizen who licked his lips and straightened up, his mind buzzed, and it was hard to tell what emotion he was feeling right now.

"...You stole my chocolate?"

After a long while of silence, he managed to digest what happened just now.He opened his mouth and stared at the righteous Captain America in front of him, his face was full of confusion: "You fucking snatch my chocolate like this?!"

"Watch your language, elf."

Standing in front of the refrigerator door with folded arms, he used his body to block any possibility of Jarod opening the door.Steve raised his eyebrows, and let him look at him calmly, his expression was like looking at a meowing black cat with fried fur: "Shall we be reasonable? I didn't grab your chocolate, I just It's stopping you from eating things you shouldn't be eating right now."

It's all bullshit.

Thinking of his coke and potato chips being confiscated by Rogers' father in the same way last time, Mr. Elf squinted his eyes angrily, and couldn't help clenching his molars: "But I need to replenish energy now, captain. You have to know that even if it is Elf, if you don't give food, you will starve to death."

"But that's not why you can eat straight from the fridge."

Not giving in at all on this matter of principle, Steve pointed in the direction of the sofa and said very seriously: "I'll make it for you right away, you go over there first and wait."

...then Mimi can quietly bring out some snacks while the captain is out of sight.

Garald squinted at the refrigerator that was tightly blocked by him, his eyes full of expectation.

"Impossible, be honest." He obviously knew what the elf was thinking.The big-breasted netizen stretched out his hand to block his eager eyes, and shook his head with a serious expression: "I have a hundred ways to prevent you from stuffing anything in the refrigerator directly into your mouth in any way, you wouldn't want to Try them one by one."

As he said that, he quickly took out the remaining chocolate from Mr. Elf's hand, without giving him any time to react, he just stuffed the cool thing into his pocket.

Garrod: ...

This is nothing short of blatant provocation.

"I need it now."

The corners of his mouth were tightened, staring at the hateful Captain America in front of him.Mr. Elf moved his fingers, trying to grab his snacks back, but someone precisely grabbed his wrist halfway.

"What you need now is toast and hot cocoa." Holding Jarod's ready-to-moving paw, Steve also stared back unwillingly: "Not cold water and chocolate that is as cold as ice."

"Nonsense, that's all I need."

Stretching out his other hand to join the fight, Mr. Elf snorted coldly: "I will starve to death when you finish it. I just want to eat chocolate, I must have it today, if you don't give it to me, I will go out and buy it right now." .”

"..."

Obviously, this has broken away from the original actual needs, and has risen to the category of simply competing with oneself.Thinking that you have the energy to go out and buy snacks, why don't you have the energy to wait for me to finish cooking, Steve looked at the elf who raised his chin and swaggered at him, and felt his temples throbbing.

"You have to fight against me, don't you?"

He pressed down the hand that was pulling Jialuode's clothes, and held it tightly in his palm.He turned over, pressed the elf against the refrigerator door with his shoulders, and said in a very helpless tone, "Do you really want to eat? Do you have to eat it?"

"if not."

Garald asked back not to be outdone.

"That's fine, don't run away."

He took out the remaining half of the chocolate from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation under his shocked gaze.Steve rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, reached out and pressed the elf who wanted to run to the refrigerator door, clasped his head with his right hand, and covered the familiar place again without muddling at all.

A deep kiss tinged with chocolate.

Jarod once again experienced how terrifying a super soldier's quadruple lung capacity can be.

First the air in the chest cavity is deprived, then the blood, and finally the brain.His whole body seemed to be constantly falling under the water pressure of the deep sea, the whole world seemed to be going away quickly, everything within reach was blurred, only the body temperature and endless plunder that completely surrounded him It is as clear as the shadow in the mirror.

I can feel waves of suffocation constantly coming, mixed in the waves of pleasure.He closed his eyes amidst the ubiquitous smell of chocolate in the air, but he still couldn't hide the instinctive sparkle in his eyes.

"...stop, stop, stop."

Once again, he was kissed until he was about to die in embarrassment.Mr. Elf pushed Captain America's shoulder hard, but he couldn't shake him at all. Instead, it attracted a more manic plunder, and finally raised his hand in the dizziness of lack of oxygen and surrendered: "I was wrong."

"Isn't it something you must eat?" Let go of the tip of your tongue.Steve raised his unkempt head that had been rubbed unconsciously by Garrod, raised his eyebrows, and looked like a big golden retriever who had just had a crazy fight with a black cat: "That's it?"

"No, no, no..." Please let me go quickly.

He only felt that he had heard the bell of Mandos in his ears, and Jarod shook his head vigorously, his green eyes as bright as stars still had the watery light gathered due to lack of oxygen.The whole elf felt wronged by Bala, and accepted the painful fact that he could not win against his own netizens: "You are cheating."

"I never had to cheat."

Licking his lips, he felt the sweet taste of chocolate in his mouth.The big-breasted sweetheart shrugged, and suddenly felt that she might have found the right instructions on 'how to deal with a disobedient old man'.

Deeply regretting that he shouldn't argue with him on the spur of the moment, Jarod curled his lips, and couldn't help but start to feel anxious about his future.

"I thought there was a virtue of respecting the old and loving the young in the human world."

Leaning listlessly against the refrigerator door, his eyes met the big golden retriever.Mr. Elf folded his arms on his chest, glanced at the mineral water and cookies he took out at the beginning on the bar next to him, and after thinking about it, he was still extremely unwilling: "It's what you should do to be courteous to the old man, kid, not for A bar of chocolate nearly kissed him to death."

"is it?"

With his arms propped on the refrigerator door, Garald had a space where he couldn't run and could breathe.Steve raised his eyelids, his expression was between serious and wanting to laugh, and he looked a little strange for a while: "If you respect the old, don't you still love the young? Why don't I see you when? Take better care of yourself?"

Garrod choked on him.

However, before he could figure out how to fight back, the captain added: "But it's okay, I can watch you."

"...Thank you so much."

Putting his arms down, Garrod said only this, and stared into Steve's blue eyes, and the other stared back at the same time.The two stared at each other in front of the refrigerator, and remained silent for a while. In the end, it was the former who spoke first, breaking the weird confrontation.

"Aren't you going to get up?" Gently pushing the netizen's chest muscles, Mr. Elf pursed his lips, "You can let me go."

"I have no opinion."

Listening to the slight sound of the packaging bag coming from behind, Steve's eyelids twitched: "But before that, you hand over the biscuits... Don't think I didn't see you secretly reaching for it."

"I do not have."

Quickly retracting his arms, he hid something behind him.Garald looked directly into the captain's eyes without any guilt, and said firmly, "You are wrong."

After finishing speaking, he quickly covered his mouth, as if he was afraid that what happened just now would happen again.

Steve:  …

Okay.

Looking around on the elf's face, the captain couldn't help but sigh silently.

Then, in the next second, Jarod suddenly felt their positions reversed.Turning into a netizen with his back to the refrigerator, and himself standing face to face with him, before realizing what was going on, Steve quickly reached out and grabbed his legs and waist.As soon as he exerted force, he lifted himself up easily like that? !

...What the hell? ! ! !

Because one leg had been pulled to his waist by Steve, unable to stand still, Jarod couldn't help but leaned back.At the same time, his hand behind his back almost instinctively stretched forward, together with the biscuit bag tightly held in his palm, he was forced to wrap his arms around the captain's neck to maintain balance.

"Snapped--"

Draw a beautiful arc in the air.After throwing himself into the arms of Captain America with Mr. Elf, the battered biscuit bag continued to move forward according to the inertia, and finally hit the back of Steve's head successfully.

"..."

Garrod was stunned.

"Didn't you take it?"

The voice came muffled from the fabric on the elf's chest, and the big-breasted netizen sighed again: "Then what was that thing that hit the back of my head?"

Garrod: ...

I was deeply shocked by Captain America's routine.He maintained the posture hanging on Steve's body, his lips moved, but he didn't know what else he could say.

"Let me tell you, I didn't want to bother you—"

Just when the two looked at each other silently, their eyes met.From the ceiling, Iron Man suddenly heard a faint voice that he couldn't tell whether it was happiness or anger:

"But Cap, have you forgotten that you said that you will bring yourself and the old man up in 10 minutes, and we are still waiting for you to have a meeting on the roof?!"

Steve:  …

He seems to have really forgotten.