[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying table pets change all over

In the end, Tang Su was dug out from the quilt, his clothes were stripped off, and a hot towel was covered over the wound.

He was wearing shorts, laying on his bed and playing dead, pretending to be an emotionless doll.

——Can they respect his sexual orientation as a man, and don't just strip him naked, okay?

Fortunately, the captain quickly followed Tony and said that he would gather to discuss the incident.

Tang Su carefully let out a sigh of relief when the room became quiet.The wounds on his body did improve a lot after the hot compress, and the energy of the stars has been healing his wounds, those places are no longer as painful as they were at first.

He slowly got up from the bed, folded the towel and put it aside, then reached for his clothes.

Because the pain has not completely disappeared, his movements are a little slow.

Just as he was putting on his shirt, the door was pushed open suddenly, and Steve walked in, his eyes narrowed when he saw the boy who was about to slip away.

Tang Su paused, shrank back on the bed with some guilt: "I...I want to go to the bathroom."

"You go." Steve stood in front of him, and took his pants away with great momentum: "I'll wait for you here."

"But..." Tang Su grimaced, looking at her pants from time to time: "I... pants..."

"I don't look at you." Steve turned around.

Tang Su had no choice but to run to the toilet and back again, and continued to lie back on the bed dejectedly, and was covered with a big towel again.

"Sleep here tonight." Seeing that his ears were drooping, Steve couldn't help reaching out and stroking the fine fluff.

Follow the tip of the ear all the way to the root, and then rub the boy's hair.

Tang Su buried her face in the quilt resignedly.

How could he say no, is he the kind of person who would refuse to sleep in the same bed with Captain America!

Tang Suan, who was stricken by the beauty, lay down quietly and obediently. When the hot compress was over, Steve took a towel to wash, and he consciously got into the bed.

When Steve came out, he saw a bulge on the bed, with a few strands of soft black hair exposed at the top, and he couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes.

It was still the familiar single bed, and it was embarrassing for the two of them to lie together, but they both worked and rested well, at least Tang Su fell asleep after lying down for a while.

A fluffy head came into Steve's arms, Tang Su put her hands on his waist, her face pressed against his chest muscles, her breathing was light and steady, and itchy.

He felt that there was a cat in his arms, clingy and domineering, and pushing it out a little would cause unhappy moans.

If the cat wants to sleep in your arms, of course it can only be hugged. Steve's heart was warmly pressed, he wrapped her in his arms and closed his eyes.

The next morning, they woke up together in Tang Su's bed.

The three of them together.

Hawkeye got up from the ground and rubbed his waist: "You guys are going too far, who kicked me off at night?!"

"Sweetheart's bed is too small to sleep four people." Tony yawned: "Of course whoever is fat sleeps underground."

"If you want to say fat, the captain is obviously heavier than me!" Hawkeye was particularly unhappy.

Steve gestured to them to silence them.

Tang Su was still curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly, her cheeks pressed into a flat shape, her arms around Steve's waist, as if she was disturbed by the sound, her brows were slightly frowned, she rubbed her head unhappily, and muttered A few words, but there is no intention of waking up.

Tony remembered the posture he saw when he woke up. It was clear that Tang Su was sleeping in the middle, but the two hugged each other, making him extraordinarily lonely and cold. sad.

The dignified Iron Man has never been wronged like this!

He reached out to poke Tang Su's cheek, then pinched his nose, but was gently pushed away by Steve, receiving disapproving looks from his elders.

"Sweetheart has to get up for a morning run." Tony plausibly said, "It's past eight o'clock, normally Sweetheart should have woken up long ago."

"Tony?" Tang Su finally woke up. He first rubbed himself on the "pillow" which was very tactile, and then stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.

This stretching out of the hand finally realized something was wrong, and he turned his head abruptly: "Team...captain?"

So what he rubbed just now was actually the captain's chest muscles... No wonder it feels so good to the touch!

"Have you been waking up at this time lately?" Steve asked him.

Tang Su managed to suppress her sense of shame, and looked at her watch after hearing this: "It seems... I used to be able to wake up naturally at five o'clock, but now I can't get up at all without an alarm clock."

"We need to check you up." Steve said, reaching out his hand naturally to brush the sleepy hair on the top of his head.

"Okay." Tang Su nodded, and in a blink of an eye, Tony frowned and folded his hands, looking at them thoughtfully. Before he understood what was going on, he felt half guilty: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Tony waved at him, "Sweetheart, come here."

Tang Su Diandian ran over, and someone pinched the soft flesh on his face, and the man with the mustache pushed him to the bathroom: "Go wash up."

"...Oh." Tang Su covered her face.

Tony watched people go in before turning his gaze to Steve.

Steve didn't seem to notice any abnormalities at all. After getting up, he quickly made Tang Su's bed, folded the quilt into a neat tofu block, and then looked at Tony, asking suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Tony stared at him for a few seconds before looking away.

Their weird atmosphere lasted until Tang Su came out. After a simple wash, Tony sent Steve to buy breakfast, and took Tang Su for a physical examination.

"Besides sleeping longer, what else has changed?" Tony asked him.

"It seems to be gone." Tang Su shook her head: "I thought it was because I was too tired a few days ago that I couldn't get up. Is it because of the stars?"

"It's possible." Tony directed him to sit on the various instruments, and said: "The magic circle on your wrist sucks the energy in your body into the phone, which may have affected your body."

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Tang Su pondered: "I think the way I used the stars before was too simple, and the stars must be able to do other things."

"Sit down first." Tony held him down.

After checking a few items, Steve bought breakfast, Tang Su was stared at and drank a large glass of milk before continuing.

"No big problem." Tony looked at the test results and thought for a moment: "It seems that there are some hypoglycemia and malnutrition. You didn't have these problems when you first came here. It may be a side effect of energy transfer."

Tang Su was stunned: "Malnutrition?"

"Don is indeed too thin." Steve nodded in agreement.

Under the eyes of the two, Tang Su pondered for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold back: "Why do I feel like you are looking at a little piggy who needs to gain weight?"

"Your description is very appropriate." Tony raised his lips and smiled: "I'm thinking about how to make my sweetheart gain more than ten catties."

"Then slaughter and eat meat?" Tang Su complained.

"It's going to grow tens of catties." Tony shook his head, serious and authentic.

After talking about it, it is estimated that we will be on the pig raising channel. Tang Su took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and showed surprise: "Gotham?"

"What's wrong?" Steve asked.

"Our school said that it will organize freshmen to go to Gotham for a three-day exchange." Grandpa Tang Su looked at his phone: "Going to Gotham now?"

Bruce just said yesterday that the clown is not good recently, and the school is going to Gotham... Speaking of which, do people in this world really travel to Gotham?

After he finished speaking, he looked at the faces of Tony and Steve. Their faces suddenly sank. Obviously, this was not a normal range of activities.

"There is a problem here." Tony frowned, took out his phone and pressed a few times: "Simmons Duncan, an alumnus from Gotham, heard that the school was damaged by a supernatural gorilla, so he specially funded the restoration of the campus and invited students who were suspended due to this Gotham for a cultural exchange."

"I've heard of this person. He is indeed a graduate from here. He is a well-known politician. He is now competing for the post of mayor. It is not outrageous to do such a move for the sake of performance." Tony commented.

"This exchange is credit for practice." Tang Su was relieved: "It's just a three-day trip, and if you follow the school, you won't have any problems."

"I'll go too." Steve said suddenly.

He frowned and said in a low voice: "Hydra has colluded with the people of Gotham. I need to investigate and I can join you by the way."

Tang Su raised two fingers and put them next to his head to look at him.

Steve laughed. "Batman shouldn't bother with a bodyguard."

"Okay, Kitty Earman, you should think about what to eat for lunch." Tony stood between the two of them: "Malnutrition can't build muscle."

Tang Su withdrew her hand from her head angrily: "It's Batman, not Cat Earman!"

The two present nodded perfunctorily.

The notice from the school told them to get ready in the afternoon and take the school bus to go together, saying that they had already booked a hotel, went to Gotham to sleep for a night, and started to exchange sightseeing in various places in the early morning of the next day.So after lunch, Tang Su talked to the school teacher, and managed to get Captain America in the hat into the school bus.

Then they sat in a row watching Captain America give a speech on driving safety on the small TV.

Tang Su coughed twice and tried to press down the corners of her mouth, but Steve turned his head and said in a helpless tone, "Laugh if you want to."

"I don't laugh." Tang Su turned her head to look at him, then pointed at the screen secretly with her finger: "Can you laugh?"

He intended to make Steve smile as he did on the screen, but the man turned his head and looked at him. The deep eye sockets and high nose bridge made his face a little sharp, and the blue eyes were hidden in the shadow of the hat, showing some inexplicable Very cold.

The next moment, he raised his lips, and the warm golden sunlight coming in from the window hit the side of his face, as if dispelling all the chill.

"Don't make trouble." He affectionately brushed the broken hair on Tang Su's forehead.

Tang Su gasped for breath, looked away in a panic, stared at the white border below the TV screen, tightened her hands, and said after a long while: "Stop making trouble, I'll sleep for a while."