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

As a result, after being told by Steve, Tang Su blushed and became dizzy. She forgot why she was looking for Elavi, and went straight back to her room, took a shower and went to sleep.

Worried about not being able to wake up, he set ten alarm clocks from five o'clock to 05:30.

Before turning off the screen, he subconsciously glanced at the desktop pet software.Now his ability can't take Chaoying in out of thin air, so the inside is naturally empty, and even Elavi is gone.

"Good night." Tang Su said softly, not knowing who he was talking to.

He put his phone on the bedside table, turned over and fell asleep.

……

Probably because she went to bed early and was in good condition, the alarm clock only rang twice, Tang Su sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes to turn off the rest, got up and went to wash.

When he finished packing, there was a light knock on the door.

"I've packed it." Even though he knew that the sound insulation here was very good, Tang Su subconsciously lowered his voice due to the dark sky outside.

Steve smiled at him. The man was wearing a white peaked cap and only a short-sleeved sweatshirt, showing his muscular arms.

Tang Su's gaze rested on his exposed muscles for a moment, and he couldn't help showing envy.

"You don't wear too much." Steve raised his hand, gathered his coat together, and said with a frown, "At least one more."

Tang Su thought for a while, went back and changed into a thicker coat, and was allowed to go out.

"Steve's character..." He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's very reassuring."

Steve gave him a helpless look, guessing what he hadn't said.

After all, Tony complains about the old Popsicle every day, and he also knows that his character is sometimes too rigid, and he definitely doesn't like young people.

"What I said is true." Tang Su looked back and waved his hands: "I don't think you are too much, it's better to say that because of Steve's personality, every time I stay with you It's all at ease."

"Cough." Suddenly there was a light coughing sound from the side, and a person ran over: "Captain, good morning."

It's Sam, he also has the habit of running in the morning, so he often meets Steve.It's just that Steve didn't show up in the morning some time ago, and he went to ask Hawkeye specifically about this matter.

"Hawkeye said that you are raising a child these days." Sam asked, looking at Tang Su curiously: "This child is...?"

"He was hit by Loki's spell two days ago and needs to be taken care of," Steve said.

Tang Su regretted why he didn't wear a hat at this time, at least now he could cover his face.

He didn't think much of it when he heard Hawkeye talking about bringing up the child, but now that someone said it so bluntly, he subconsciously felt a little embarrassed.

Sam showed a dazed expression, seeing Tang Su lowering his head and wishing he could hide behind Steve, he smiled and didn't talk about it again.

The three started jogging quietly in the morning.

Tang Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The speed and stamina of the three of them are all different. At the beginning, Steve walked slowly with him. After Tang Su ran a few laps and gradually started to walk out of breath, he really started. It seemed that the first few laps were just a warm-up. .

Tang Su always felt that he was overtaken several times in the time he walked around. He slowed down for a while, and simply went to sit on the chair next to him, let his mind relax, and took a long breath.

The autumn air in New York was already chilly. He breathed the cold air into his lungs, and felt that he was much more awake.

After exercising, it was very comfortable to spread out calmly on the chair. Tang Su stared at the gray sky in New York in a daze, not even knowing that Steve had finished his morning run.

"Go back to dinner." Steve patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay." Tang Su stood up, stretched her arms and kicked her legs on the spot, moving her stiff body after sitting in the cool wind for too long.

Turning around, I saw Steve looking at him with a strange look, as if looking at a little pet bouncing around at home.

Tang Su shook her head and threw out this unreliable idea.

"Is it cold?" Steve misunderstood his movements, reached out to touch his cheek, and frowned suddenly: "Why is your face so cold?"

"Maybe it was blown by the wind." Tang Su rubbed his face with his hands.

Their hands also touched together.

Steve subconsciously withdrew his hand, but felt Tang Su's cold fingertips, stopped again, and covered them in his palm: "It's so cold on my body, I don't know how to move."

Tang Su originally thought that what he said was very like an elder, but when his hands were held and wrapped between his hands, he felt that something was wrong.

Holding his breath, he tentatively pulled his hand back, but maybe the force was too small, and in the end only his fingers moved, making a stroke on the man's palm.

Tang Su couldn't hold her breath well, and suddenly leaked out, but her ears slowly turned red, and a faint blush spread around the corners of her eyes.

"I'm fine." He whispered, "I was just in a daze just now, and it wasn't very cold."

"You are weak now, and you may catch a cold if you catch a little cold." Steve's brows were kept tightly locked: "I took you out for a morning run, not to let you blow the cold wind outside."

After running, he would break out a thin layer of sweat, and then slumped on the cold chair to blow the air. He suspected that Tang Su would sneeze later.

Tang Su felt a little guilty, and his hands were tightly held, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He couldn't help lowering his voice and begging for mercy: "I know I was wrong, and it won't be like this tomorrow."

He wanted to withdraw his hand again, and this time he succeeded quickly. He quickly put his hand in his pocket, and changed the subject abruptly: "Let's go have breakfast, I'm hungry."

He was so embarrassed and ashamed right now that he didn't even notice the look of awkwardness flashing across Steve's face.

Sam had finished his morning run a long time ago, and wanted to come over to talk to Steve, but happened to see this scene in his eyes completely, and took a breath.

Even with a child, the act of covering their hands is too intimate, and the reaction of the two, especially Steve's reaction, doesn't look like the look they would show to a child.

Hawkeye is not authentic, this is not bringing a child, it is clearly a budding bud in spring.

Sam wanted to follow them back to the Avengers Building to eat melons.

When Steve and Tang Su left directly, and even forgot to say goodbye to him, Sam was sure that something was wrong between them.

He was such a big living person, standing less than ten steps away, and was directly ignored, which didn't seem like something Captain America could do.

They went out at 05:30, and it was less than 06 o'clock at 30:[-] after running. Tang Su and Steve didn't meet anyone all the way back to the Avengers Building, and naturally they didn't have breakfast.

I was so nervous all the way that I forgot that the chef is not at work now.

"Let me do it." Tang Su coughed lightly and volunteered to break the awkward atmosphere between the two of them: "I can also bake toast recently."

He paused: "Sandwiches can also be made... How about I make some donuts for Tony? There should be time."

He walked towards the kitchen while muttering, Steve didn't stop him this time, just watched outside.

"Captain, you can just sit down." Tang Su turned her head to meet his gaze, almost frightened, and patted her chest: "Someone can't play well with me."

He didn't have this problem when he was cooking before, Steve knew it well, and the boy who even became the captain was nervous again.

He had a complicated expression, and he held his palms together.

At first, he simply felt that Tang Su's hands were too cold, and wanted to warm them up, so he subconsciously made such an intimate move... This was probably because Tang Maomao, Tang Maomao was always very close to him, almost The world made him used to this kind of behavior.

After Tang Su recovered, he usually paid attention to keeping a certain distance away, but sometimes his body moved naturally, and he couldn't react for a while.

Tang Su didn't know what Steve was thinking. Anyway, he turned his back to the other party and dug out things like eggs and flour. Finally, he realized that the eyes behind him disappeared and heaved a sigh of relief.

Anyway, what happened just now was a little too exciting for him.

Thinking of his hands being held together just now, the man's fingertips and the calluses on the palms of his hands from holding // the gun for many years brushed against the back of his hands, and the heat came from a steady stream, as if it was transmitted from the fingertips to the heart.

He pursed his lips and patted his face, looked at the time, and hurriedly started to make breakfast.

You can observe many things when you get up early. For example, Hawkeye was the first to get up in the Avengers, and Tony was the last.

But no matter how late, everyone arrived at the restaurant one after another before eight o'clock.

"Sweetheart made breakfast today?" Tony raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the familiar donuts on the table when he yawned.

"Go for a jog in the morning, and when I come back, I see that I still have time to make breakfast." Tang Su even used his spare time to practice listening and memorize English words.

Just didn't talk to Steve much anyway.

Steve seemed to see his evasive attitude, and he didn't speak, and the two sat face to face in silence until Hawkeye got up and came to eat.

"I'm going to find Elavi." Tang Su had already finished eating, he stood up and said something in a hurry before heading out.

"What did you do this morning?" Tony looked at Steve suspiciously.

Tang Su's reaction didn't look like she just went for a morning jog.

"Nothing." Steve shook his head and got up to leave.

"I'm sure there must be something wrong with the two of them." Hawkeye said while eating a sandwich: "However, the captain seems to think he is raising a child."

Even raising children is not pure, these two people are procrastinating, and outsiders look impatient.

Hawkeye reached for a donut, but Tony slapped it away.

"Sweetheart made this specially for me." Tony pressed the plate down: "You have to eat and buy it yourself."

"Don made a plate." Hawkeye protested, "You can't finish it by yourself."

In the end, he didn't taste the donuts, so he could only eat a few extra slices of toast with jam.

Tony put the donuts away and began to taste them slowly one by one: "Anyway, with that old Popsicle's character, he can't really do anything, and sweetheart is still young, go around the campus, and immediately forget about him. "

Originally, this feeling was sprouting, and even the sprouts hadn't even sprouted, it was the seeds that were tentatively moving, and everything would be fine if they were separated directly.