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Garrod had never felt like this before.

Like leaves swaying in the wind and rain, and like a crumbling boat in the waves, all senses are magnified from unprecedented, chasing every trace of touch on the edge of sobriety and sinking.The feeling of drunkenness has long been licked off, but soon fell into another kind of shameful and helpless daze,

The scorching breath poured on the skin, besieging it together with the coldness in the night air, making people unable to stop.

He looks at him.

The scenery that no one has ever seen before is exposed little by little. It is as beautiful as ever, and it is also fascinating like never before.

Like the brightest star in the night sky.

"...Hey, you shouldn't be serious."

Watching the uncontrollable turbulence gradually appear in the gentle blue eyes of the man, like a hungry beast.Jarod moved his wrist, trying to block the gaze that made it difficult for him to breathe, but found in despair that every part of his body had completely fallen under the control of the other party, and was no longer under his control.

Steve smiled softly.

"I said that everyone should rely on their own abilities, Jiajia."

He leaned down and carefully traced every inch of his face in the dark: "You started this first, and you have to be responsible to the end."

"I……"

The fiery breath flowed down his neck, leaving wet water marks along the way, and finally hit his most vulnerable place.Jarod suddenly raised his jaw, his eyes widened instantly, and then they couldn't help but close them tightly.The broken accusations were mixed with nasal sounds, which gradually turned into wet gasps in the air, causing him to bend his knees instinctively, his hair scattered on the clothes under him, grinding back and forth with the shaking of his body.

In all honesty, Steve's every move is gentle

However, the firmness and unquestionableness that comes with tenderness has become a source of torture.

The temperature is too high.

The fit is too close.

The joy was too intense.

Amidst the continuous crackling noises, Jarod grabbed the other party's not-so-soft blond hair and cursed in a low voice.But soon his lips were blocked, and all the sobs were swallowed back into his throat, creating an even stronger tremor in his chest.

"Does it hurt?"

"You come and try...you will know."

"That depends on your ability."

"...shut up, little bastard."

Tonight, the night was really long, and they had so much time.

Knowing the taste of the marrow, unable to extricate itself.

It's like a dream that is too magnificent.

Everything in the field of vision became blurred, intertwined with the gradually melting darkness.The world is turned upside down, time freezes, and the neon lights from outside the window change from flickering to dim, and finally return to hazy and pale gray.The noise gradually rose, but it was blocked by the thick curtain. There was a faint sound of water in the distance, like a flashing shadow under a street lamp, and soon it stopped again.Let the warm snow seal everything.

The room was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Garrod finally slowly opened his eyes that he forgot to close.

The darkness he saw made him think for a moment that it was still that crazy night, but soon, the faint sunlight peeking through the gaps in the curtains brought him back to his senses.Lying under the quilt, he didn't hear any breathing sound other than his own. Mr. Elf stretched out his hand to the side and touched it. Unsurprisingly, it was the cold sheets, not the familiar body temperature.

Captain America is gone.

"Jarvis..."

It was only when he opened his mouth that he realized how hoarse his voice was.Garald coughed lightly, crawled out of the quilt with difficulty, and deliberately ignored the embarrassing and unspeakable discomfort: "Open the curtains."

The AI, which had been on standby, complied almost immediately.And when the sunlight fell through the glass in an instant, his metallic voice also fell into the room at the same time with the light, which sounded like some kind of justification entrusted by someone: "Captain Rogers has a task today, and it has been an hour Go ahead, Mr. Garrold."

"Huh? I know."

I don't quite understand why Jarvis suddenly popped up such a sentence, but I quickly realized that Steve must have taught him to say this, in order to prevent myself from having any bad doubts.Mr. Elf responded a little funny, however, when he tried to move himself off the bed, the faint upward arc of the corner of his mouth drooped again.

...too much, that little bastard.

If Captain America was still here, he felt like he might just punch him straight up.Staring at the conspicuous red marks on his legs for a while, Jarod took a deep breath, carefully stood up while leaning on the metal rail at the head of the bed, and slowly moved into the bathroom.

It took him twice as long as usual to get himself in order.

Even the elf's powerful self-healing powers couldn't help Jarod fully recover, and this only deepened his gnashing of teeth at Steve.Garald leaned on the wall and walked out of the bathroom, picked a suit from Captain America's ruined closet, and then started to stare at the mess in the room, not knowing where to start.

There was no doubt that Steve needed a new wardrobe, which Jarod had made sure of when they rolled out of it yesterday.But now he feels that his netizens may need to replace new carpets, new bedside tables, and new bedding.Mr. Elf doesn't know how it feels to see his room look like this when Steve wakes up, but he thinks it's all the guy's fault - after all, it's not easy to hold an elf Even for Captain America.Just destroying such a little thing doesn't seem like a very expensive price for him to feed himself.

He recalled how last night they were evenly matched at the beginning, and finally developed into him being crushed to death and unable to turn over.Jialude couldn't help but twitched his eyes, decisively gave up the idea of ​​helping his netizens clean up, walked forward, and moved out the door slowly.

No one was in the break room of the Avengers Tower.

I don’t know if it’s because yesterday’s party was so exciting. Except for the model workers like Captain America, the other Avengers are still hiding in their rooms, and this greatly reduces the need for Garrod to face a series of inquisitive questions. Awkward.Making room on the sofa full of empty pizza boxes, Mr. Elf picked up a star-shield-shaped pillow from the ground, then threw himself into it, gasping for air the moment his body touched the sofa, with a distorted expression A little bit, but it's definitely better than when I first woke up.

Lie on your back on the sofa for a while.Garrod rubbed his waist, reached out to feel under the pizza box on the coffee table, and quickly found out the cell phone he had forgotten in the lounge.

After a whole night of standby, the remaining power is not optimistic, but it is enough for Garrod to sit here doing nothing for a while.Swiping his fingertips across the photo of him and Steve on the screen, and skillfully unlocking it, Mr. Elf thought for a while before opening the LEX webpage and logging in with his account.

During the more than a week after returning from the Hydra base to recuperate, because Steve stayed in the building with him all the time, there was no need to communicate through the Internet, and he hadn't logged on to this account for a long time.Fortunately, there is obviously nothing in it that requires him to bother.After dealing with a few friend requests from strangers, and deleting the notifications pushed by the system one by one, Garald clicked on the "Star-Spangled Banner" dialog box, stared at their chat records that hadn't been updated for more than ten days, and finally Still couldn't hold back, sent a row of emojis.

However, my netizens should not have time to see it.

Watching their chat history update to a few seconds ago was enough to satisfy the elf.Jialuode nodded slightly, and was about to close the dialog box to browse other webpages, but suddenly felt a vibration of the phone, followed by a crisp reminder sound from the system.

He watched in amazement as the "Star-Spangled Banner" bubbles bounced up from the bottom.

"The Star-Spangled Banner: Wake up?" "

"The Star-Spangled Banner: How does it feel?"Is there any discomfort? "

Garrod's eyelids twitched.

""Zha Jin Hua": You should ask me if I am comfortable. "

""Fried Golden Flower": Also, now you can play with your mobile phone on the way to the mission? "

And the other party's reply was sent quickly:

"The Star-Spangled Banner: I'm on the plane right now, and I have a little time before landing. "

""Star-Spangled Banner": I'm sorry, I didn't mean it last night... If you feel uncomfortable, don't get out of bed, I will rub it for you when I go back. "

Probably because he felt that he had gone too far. Steve was not shy about admitting his mistakes in the message, but in Garald's eyes, this was a naked provocation.I don't want to recall how many times I tried to struggle last night, and how many times I was defeated by the opponent's four times the physical strength and lung capacity.Mr. Elf snorted, raised the phone to his eyes, and clicked a line of words.

""Zha Jin Hua": I was so drunk yesterday that I believed in your evil. "

What is "each according to his ability", a super soldier with serum, what skills do he need to deal with an elf who has drunk too much?Wouldn't his conscience ache?

""Fried Golden Flower": I'll be almost ready when you come back. "

""Fried Golden Flower": Then we can discuss this issue in depth, and I will definitely not lose this time. "

The other party was silent for a while.

"The Star-Spangled Banner: I have no problem. "

"The Star-Spangled Banner: As long as you're ready, Jiajia. "

In fact, this kind of thing really has nothing to do with whether you are drunk or not.

It doesn't matter how many times you try.

Sitting in the Quinjet machine of S.H.I.E.L.D., Steve held back his laughter, and instead of puncturing Mr. Elf's beautiful fantasy, he sent the other party a row of "expectation" emojis.

Garrod quickly returned a "bomb" to him.

""Fried Golden Flower": So how long will you go on this mission? "

""Star-Spangled Banner": This mission is very simple, it won't take long, it will be over in about a few hours. "

"Star-Spangled Banner: They're calling me, I'm going offline first. "

As early as the moment I went out, I had already started to miss everything about the elves.Steve lowered his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, edited a final message amidst the roar of the plane landing, and pressed the send button:

"The Star-Spangled Banner: Take care of yourself and see you tonight. "

"Fried Golden Flower": Got it, Mama Rogers. "

"Zha Jin Hua": See you tonight. "

Licking his lips, he watched the profile pictures of netizens turn into offline gray.Garald also squinted his eyes, turned off the phone that had little battery left, and was about to get up to find a charger, and then get something to feed himself.

If you want to fight wits and courage with Captain America, you really need to maintain your physical strength first.

Thinking of this, he threw away the pillow in his arms and slowly sat up from the sofa.Just about to move his legs down, but the moment he raised his head, he was taken aback by the figure in front of him.

"...Why are you here?"

……

On the other side, he also turned off the phone and stuffed it back into the pocket of his uniform.Steve picked up the shield at his feet and put it behind his back, and walked towards the open cabin door, thinking about his messy room.

Maybe I'll have to squeeze in with Garrod today.

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly, but his expression didn't seem forced, and he was even looking forward to it.

He even thought about how to convince that difficult elf.

However, when he completed the mission as promised and returned to the Avengers Building——

"what?"

Staring at the teammates with different expressions in front of him, Steve's eyes widened in disbelief:

"What do you mean when you say Garrod is gone?!"