[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

Wyatt was lying on the bed a little stiffly, beside Tony who lay down naturally.

On the second day after the two confirmed their relationship, Tony, in an irresistible gesture, commanded Xiaodai and the robots to move the things in Wyatt's house to his own room one by one.

I have to say that Tony's room is really big, very big, and the room that occupies half a floor is indeed enough for two people to live in.

Of course, the huge bed in the master bedroom is more than enough for two people to lie on it. The bed is very soft, and it is really comfortable to lie on it with a slightly sunken body.

but--

Wyatt lay stretched out on the bed, thinking wildly, trying to adjust his posture to the most "normal" state, and remained motionless.

This was the first time he had slept in the same bed with someone else, and he hadn't gotten used to having an extra person beside him—especially since he still liked this person.

It is indeed a wonderful thing to like someone, and it will make people involuntarily try to show their best side in front of that person.

But it was precisely because of this that Wyatt only felt that he was highly nervous at this time, and he didn't know how to move his hands and feet.

But Tony has no such concerns at all-come on, he's Tony Stark.

Does he have a bad side? !

In short, Mr. Stark, who was full of confidence, turned over at this time, looked at the young man beside him, and showed a somewhat puzzled look: "What's wrong?"

Obviously, he noticed that the young man was abnormal at this time.

"Don't you think, we..." Wyatt paused for a moment, then continued, considering his vocabulary, "Is our progress a little faster?"

He now regrets why he didn't insist on rejecting Tony's request during the day.

But it's too late to think about that now, he can't get up now and say I won't sleep here tonight - Tony won't stop without a good reason.

And there seems to be no reason.

Hearing this, Tony showed an extremely innocent expression, and he looked at Wyatt up close with his caramel eyes wide open.

"What's coming?" he asked.

"... "

Huai Ya opened his eyes especially, and sighed in frustration: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

Where Wyatt couldn't see, Tony showed a triumphant smile. He stretched out his hand to rub the young man's soft hair, propped himself up, and his lips fell on the young man's forehead, giving him a soft good night kiss.

He lay back down again, and Jar kindly turned off the lights in the room.

The room was shrouded in darkness, and soon after a busy day, Tony's breathing gradually stabilized and he fell into sleep.

But Wyatt still opened his eyes in the dark, and he found that he couldn't sleep for a short time.

Listening to Tony's steady breathing beside him, Wyatt's thoughts began to gradually diverge.

He habitually called the system twice in his mind first, but when the mechanical sound that always appeared at any time did not sound as usual at this time, Wyatt remembered belatedly that the system was currently in Stadia. Ke Building's database, waiting for Tony to complete the bionic man.

It's just that the sudden silence made Wyatt a little unaccustomed.

Rubbing his knuckles, he thought of the Dorians who hadn't heard from him after meeting for a few days two days ago.

——Own biological parents.

Wyatt was relieved that he didn't take the initiative to contact him, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel some slight disappointment buried deep in his heart.

But I'm not alone.

Wyatt thought about Ms. Jones, and about Tony, and his heart softened.

He turned his face sideways, and in the dark room, relying on his extraordinary eyesight, looked at the bearded man who was sleeping beside him, and a feeling of warmth surged up.

Wyatt's eyes traced the outline of his lover carefully, his eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if he was engraving the appearance of a man with a mustache in his mind little by little.

Since when did I fall in love with this guy?

This question suddenly popped up in Wyatt's mind.

Perhaps it was when he was holding himself tightly in the collapsing rubble and carefully avoiding the debris from flying out.

Perhaps it was in the center of the stage, when the bursting fireworks burst into bright light and fell into those caramel-colored eyes, shining brightly.

Maybe it was when I had a fever and was unconscious, and the rare anxious look appeared on the proud face that I vaguely saw.

perhaps…

Perhaps earlier, as early as in that dim room, the proud man with a mustache was pale and trembling, asking himself in a low voice what to do.

——This superhero who has always been dazzling will also be vulnerable sometimes, but it is because he is afraid that he cannot protect everyone.

While Wyatt felt the bitterness, he also felt the warm heart.

This made Wyatt unconsciously set his sights on this dazzling superhero, and unconsciously carefully guard the imperceptible cracks behind the dazzling, preventing more burdens that should not be borne by him. The public opinion and malicious slander against him.

But Tony was burdened with too many things, and his casual and stubborn appearance concealed his heaviness, and only in his sleep would his brows frown involuntarily.

Wyatt sighed slightly.

And Tony was not sleeping soundly at this time.

He seemed to have seen something in a dream, he gritted his teeth, his hands suddenly clutched the quilt tightly, and his whole body suddenly trembled a few times.

This made Wyatt, who had been watching Tony, startled. He looked at Tony with some concern, and gently stopped Tony with his hand and patted him on the back.

"—Hey, it's okay, it's okay."

He lowered his volume and said softly, trying to comfort the people around him as much as possible.

Perhaps it was the familiar breath and the soft but reliable voice that made Tony gradually calm down, and as time passed, Wyatt finally couldn't hold it anymore and closed his eyes.

His hands were still in the posture of holding Tony, and they rested naturally on Tony.

Maybe Tony would wake up the next morning with a contented smile?

Who knows.

good night.

Tony and Wyatt are together, first known to be Natasha and Dr. Banner.

I don't know which of the two took the first step. In short, they looked at Tony and Wyatt as if they suddenly understood, and showed an ambiguous smile that also brought blessings.

And the next thing they found was Steve and Maximov brothers and sisters. After a training session, the three of them walked to the hall and saw Tony who was holding Wyatt in the corner and pulling his collar to kiss him. .

Steve's first thought was to decide whether to cover Pietro's eyes or Wanda's.

But in fact he couldn't cover any of them - the siblings were peeking excitedly, wondering what they were planning.

It was too late when Clint found out. One morning, when he passed by Tony's room with a cookie in his mouth, he saw Wyatt coming out of it, and his loose collar. Several red marks.

Clint froze for a moment, the cookie slipped from his slightly opened mouth - if it wasn't for his quick hands, maybe the half cookie would not escape the fate of being thrown into the trash can.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and confirmed that this was Stark's room, and at the same time confirmed that it was Wyatt standing in front of him.

"What's wrong with your... your neck?"

Clint asked stumblingly, pointing to his neck and gesticulating.

—but actually he's guessed it all, hasn't he?

"Oh, there were a lot of mosquitoes last night."

Wyatt pulled the collar, buttoned the top button meticulously, and then said calmly with no expression on his face,

—Oh, mosquitoes.

Clint nodded, indicating that he understood, and did not continue to ask questions such as "How could there be mosquitoes in Stark Tower".

it is more than words.

And Sol—

All are sure, he doesn't seem to know anything about it.

Maybe it's only when they announce that Saul, along with everyone else, finds out about it belatedly.

And apart from a few of them and Pepper, no one else seemed to know that Tony and Wyatt were together. (To be honest, when Pepper found out about this, the disbelief and condemnation in his eyes made Tony shudder.)

And Tony seemed to have forgotten about it—he was always busy, dealing with various things, and he didn't want to be separated from Wyatt for a moment in his free time.

As a result, this directly led to the "oolong" that occurred today.

It was originally a very ordinary evening. Tony was wearing sunglasses, and at the request of Wyatt, he drove the most low-key SUV in his garage. The closed black windows well concealed the scene in the car. No one found that the owner of the building was sitting in the car parked in front of Stark Tower.

In the spare time he managed to find, he came to pick up Wyatt from get off work-even though he and Wyatt emphasized that he didn't have to go to work, Wyatt still dismissed the proposal.

He was very fortunate that his sudden action today prevented him from missing today's scene.

Wyatt, who already knew that Tony was here, was walking towards here, but just as he was about to open the door, he was suddenly stopped by a young man who appeared out of nowhere.

This made the always keen Tony immediately feel that something was wrong.

He quietly opened the rear window, and the conversation outside reached Tony's ears in the car.

"——I have liked you for a long time, Mr. Caviezel, may I ask you to date me?"

The young man's face was flushed red, and he said loudly with a nervous trembling voice.

The author has something to say:

Tony: ...?

Question: Mr. Caviezel, when did you fall in love with Mr. Stark?

Wyatt: Maybe when the phone dings and gets a salary text message.

Wyatt: Maybe when the man with the moustache waved his hand and told himself double pay, room and board.

The matter of the Dorians will be written in the next few chapters, so don’t worry if there will be an explanation

It’s like this, I want to print a few physical copies by myself after I’m done, and then it will include a few fanarts drawn by cute little ones and written fanfiction

Then I will send a few copies [free of charge], yes!free!No charge!

So I want to hold a lottery. For the specific place of the lottery, please refer to the column announcement. I haven’t decided how many copies to draw yet. Let’s see if anyone wants it.

If there is no one, I will not do it, I will keep it quietly =V=