[Zhongyingmei] Fox ancestor and sweetheart soldier

Are you in love?not at all!

Mr. Quint finally finished admiring it, and carefully put the white jade back into the box.If it was an ordinary guest, Mr. Quint would never show such a worthless look, and let the other party have a chance to open his mouth, but the guest in front of him obviously came from an extraordinary background, and he might have other good things in his hand.Mr. Quint will definitely not show the slightest behavior that may annoy the guests, otherwise it will be a big loss for the auction house.

"Sir, the auction house has two ways to receive the goods. The first one is auctioned by us and we charge a 5.00% handling fee; the other is directly bought out by the auction house. I don't know which method you prefer, sir? "Quint sincerely hopes that the customer can sell it directly to the auction house. This piece of jade can definitely become the treasure of the auction house, but he doesn't have much hope. It is obvious that the auction will only get a lot of money.

"I said I don't like trouble."

"I see, sir, the auction house is willing to bid 5000 million." Mr. Quint gave a fairly reasonable price.

The ancestor raised his eyebrows. If he sold all the jade in the mustard space, would he be able to replace Iron Man as the new billionaire immediately?

Mr. Quint misunderstood, thinking that the other party was dissatisfied, and gritted his teeth: "6000 million, this is the highest price that the auction house can offer. If you are not satisfied, you can only wait for the on-site auction."

Steve on the side turned into a sculpture from the moment he heard 5000 million. The words 5000 million were still swiping in his mind, and the other party reported another 6000 million.Hehe, where did he get the confidence last night? When Tang proposed to buy a house, he actively expressed that he would contribute 70 years of wages and allowances, probably not even able to afford a toilet.

"Deal." This piece of jade only has a little more aura than ordinary jade. If it can be worn all year round, it will not only prolong your life, but you will definitely have no problem with your health. 6000 million yuan is not considered a scam for the auction house.The ancestor who originally only wanted to sell it for a few million said that the rich are really rich these days.

Mr. Quint, who was so nervous that he was in a cold sweat, finally put his heart back in his stomach, with the joy of picking up a treasure on his face.

The next thing is very simple, sign a sales agreement, and the auction house will directly transfer the money to the old ancestor's newly opened bank account.

The mobile phone in Steve's pocket vibrated, it was a reminder text message from the bank.Because the ancestor has not had time to buy a mobile phone, he filled in Steve's mobile phone number when he applied for a bank card just now, and he will change it later when he finds time.

Mr. Quint and the female receptionist personally sent the person to the door of the auction house, their words were extremely polite, and they seemed to be reluctant to part.

"If there is a need, my first choice will definitely be here." Harley has already started, and the ancestor said before putting on the helmet, which can be regarded as a reassurance for Mr. Quint.

"Tang, where do you want to go next?"

There was a whistling wind blowing by his ears, and the ancestor couldn't help leaning forward to hear someone's words.A car suddenly cut into the road next to him, Steve quickly dodged to the side, causing the unprepared ancestor to sway, and subconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around the waist of the person in front of him.

Suddenly there was a moderate force on his waist, and the familiar cold fragrance rushed into his nose desperately. Steve felt that the place where he was hugged was burning hot, and subconsciously straightened his body.Obviously there is a cold wind blowing on his face, but Steve feels that his body temperature is constantly rising.

Just paying attention to the strength in his waist, he almost hit the car in front of him. Steve dodged again. The ancestor who was just about to let go increased his strength, and followed suit with the other hand.

Realizing what happened, Steve's body became stiffer, trying to ignore the rising strangeness, Steve told himself to concentrate on riding the bike.

"Steve, if you want me to put your arms around your waist, you can say so earlier." Seeing the man's red ears, the ancestor thought badly again, and when he moved out, he might not have a chance to tease someone again.

"Tang, no, I..."

"Okay, no need to explain, I know you have an enviable eight-pack abs." While talking about the old ancestor, he patted the man's waist lightly, and let go of his hand, which seemed a little unfinished.

The driving is not standardized, and the relatives cry.He might as well let someone go.

The force that people couldn't ignore finally disappeared, and Steve slowly returned to normal. He should be glad that Tang couldn't see the embarrassing reaction on his face.

Finally, Harley stopped in front of a restaurant, and Steve couldn't see anything unusual at this time.The two had a simple and delicious lunch, bought a new mobile phone, and signed up for a mobile phone card. Seeing that it was still early, they visited the Brooklyn Bridge together at Steve's suggestion.

This is a suspension bridge across the East River in New York, connecting Brooklyn and Manhattan Island. The bridge has a total length of 1834 meters, and the bridge body is suspended 41 meters above the water by tens of thousands of steel cables.Even now, the bridge can still bring people a lot of shock.

"When you're not a superhero, what are your plans?" Walking slowly along the bridge, with the damp wind blowing in front of you, the ancestor felt at peace.Although this is not a completely peaceful era, at least it is not as dangerous as the Canglan Realm, and the ancestor has experienced a long-lost peace of mind.

"I have no idea yet. Maybe I will pick up the brush again. I was an art student before enlisting in the army." Steve, who had just checked his bank account in the morning, remembered that the number displayed was not as good as Tang, but it was definitely enough for him to live.Without financial pressure, Steve felt that he might not need to worry, and it would be okay to enjoy the modern life, especially with Tang, a special friend, by his side.

"Painter? The combination of Captain America and an artist sounds very good."

"Tang, what about you? Do you want to open a shop?"

"Let's open it. It was just an idea at first. Now that I have money, it seems interesting to open a store."

"Can I recommend myself? Being a clerk seems good." Steve just wanted to be as close to the ancestor as possible.

"Isn't it too condescending to ask Captain America to be my clerk?" The man was really too enthusiastic, which didn't meet his original intention of keeping the distance a little bit.

"Tang, just like what Natasha said, I'm an old man with nothing to do. Looking for a house, decorating, opening a store, there must be a lot of things. Isn't it just right for me to do these physical tasks?" The blue eyes are full of sincerity.

"Why are you so special to me, or is Captain America so caring to everyone?" You will really misunderstand me if you continue like this, the ancestor kept this sentence in his heart and didn't say it.

"Tang, aren't we friends? Do friends need to be so polite? I even accepted such a precious gift from you." Steve subconsciously didn't dare to look into the eyes of the ancestor, showing some disappointment on his body at the right time.

Tang, this is my selfishness!Never reject me.

"Yes, you don't have to be polite among friends, then I will trouble you next time." Captain America really has nothing to say about friends, he should be glad that he can become good friends with Captain America.

Yes, Steve smiled and looked stunning with his dazzling blonde hair.

The ancestor's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he turned his head as if looking at the scenery, as if a figure flashed by.Take a closer look, well, it's really not an illusion.

The person swinging on the bridge, no accident, is Spider-Man, this one seems to have another name, good neighbor in New York?Patriarch suddenly felt a little tired, otherwise he would take back his previous understanding of this world, and there would always be an illusion that there are other superheroes haunting.

"Tang, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, I was dazzled just now."

"Are you too tired today?" Steve thought that the ancestor was not feeling well, and became nervous.

"Steve, the physique of an immortal cultivator is much better than that of ordinary people. I am not a patient who is short of breath after two steps." So what caused the illusion of the blond man, making the man think that he is a person who needs to be covered when he moves two steps? Lin Daiyu's physique.

"You haven't healed from the wounds from the war." This is what Steve has been worrying about all the time, and the vomiting of blood before he regained his human form, Steve always feels that the ancestor has serious hidden injuries.

"Has anyone ever told you that being friends with Captain America is a sweet burden." The worry in the man's eyes warmed the ancestor's heart. Such a man is really irresistible!

The ancestor suddenly regretted that he agreed too quickly just now. Is it really okay to let a man insert into his life like this?What if one day he couldn't help but take the man back to the fox cave?If one day it is discovered that his sexual orientation is male, can the blonde man be friends with him without any burden?

Why Captain America?Whether he can watch or not eat, the ancestor is a little bit confused.

"Are you willing to accept this burden?"

I can't talk anymore today.The old ancestor stroked his forehead and walked forward at a faster pace.

Steve walked briskly behind him, and if old age is like this, it seems very good.

The setting sun coated the two of them with a layer of golden color, and the two shadows on the ground were like lovers cuddling together, getting longer and longer.

For the next period of time, Steve accompanied the ancestor to run around, not only housing, but also to see if there is a suitable place to open a shop.

According to the requirements of the ancestors, the housing must be a single-family villa with strong privacy.As for the location of the store, there are not many requirements, and it doesn't matter if it is remote, because the store that the ancestor wants to open is not an ordinary store, and it is not suitable to choose a downtown area.

Steve also did something that had been planned for a long time but had been put on hold. He picked up a car. The price was not expensive, but it was more comfortable. The main reason was that it was inconvenient to use Harley to bring the ancestor around.

"How about the house you looked at today?" Steve looked at the ancestor nestled in the back row through the rearview mirror. Choosing a suitable house is indeed a tiring job.

"It's not very good." The person is not very tired, but mainly because of his heart.

I watched more than a dozen sets before and after, and three or four sets are indeed good in all aspects, but there is only one thing missing, the eyesight.

Eyes are the most vague thing, even the ancestor himself doesn't know what kind of house he wants, just like girls with clear standards can always find a partner more easily than those who don't ask for eyes.A sentence that doesn't fit your eyes may pass many blue-chip stocks.

"Why don't you rest for a while, the house is in a hurry, maybe you can see the right one after a while." Steve suggested.

"Don't you still have two sets to watch tomorrow? If you are still not satisfied after reading it, just wait and see." The ancestor was also a little bored, so it might as well be a place in the Canglan Realm, as long as it is unowned He dug holes to build mansions and plotted land.

"Okay, you take a break, and I'll call you when I arrive." It's a bit far away from the apartment today, and it will take more than an hour to drive back.