[Captain America] Don't force me to grab a man with you

The target that has been throbbing all the time, suddenly changed from a beautiful and plump woman to a girl with a flat figure without a trace of ups and downs, and a girl who may not even be there on the outside. Bucky has never felt such a strong malice in the world.

Bucky was so heartbroken that he even forgot the basic etiquette, turned his head and opened the door, and disappeared without a trace.

So much so that the mood in the next few days was terrible, so he simply wandered the streets to relax, and then met his best friend who was blocked in a corner and beat up - Steve.

Steve, who is emaciated and suffering from genetic diseases, has never been the first choice for the US conscription. At least until now, he has changed his identity many times to enlist, and then was ruthlessly rejected.

But he was still not ready to give up, even if he might be thrown in prison for false conscription.

The reality is often that after giving you a few hard slaps before, suddenly they will give you a candy again.

Originally, he was dragged out by his best friend Baki to visit the World Expo, and by the way, he had a date with a girl, and then he refused to give up and once again conscripted under a false name, and met an old stranger.

After asking about his inner thoughts, the man approved his request for conscription.

Steve held the conscription application in his hand, looked at the men and women dancing in the open space opposite, and suddenly felt that the world was still quite wonderful.

More wonderful things are yet to come. Steve ushered in the experience of being accosted by a woman for the first time in his life.

"I know you."

A face with oriental characteristics appeared in front of him, and the delicate facial features were slightly immature, but when fully unfolded, it would have a different look.

"····Who are you?"

Stephen had seen Orientals whose appearance was as deceiving as their age, often a young girl who looked to be in her teens could well have been in her twenties, which made polite youths who liked to address other people Having trouble, he doesn't know what name to use to address the woman in front of him?Or a girl.

"Just call me Geli. I heard about you from Bucky. You are a man who is trying his best to join the army..." The beautiful oriental girl paused for a while, then retracted her mouth and was about to vomit. words that come out.

"I know what he usually calls me. It's nothing more than short, thin and so on..." Thinking of his best friend's usual idleness, Stephen shook his head with a headache.

"Aren't you going to dance?"

Ingrid pointed to the couples dancing on the dance floor.

"No... I can't dance, and, you..."

She didn't listen to Stephen's words at all, grabbed his thin arm, and pulled him to the dance floor. The girl was much stronger than he imagined. Steve struggled for a while, but he couldn't break free from the girl's hand. And, Steve, who stood up, found sadly that the girl was taller than him.

"I...I'm sorry, but I really can't dance." Seeing himself getting closer to the dance floor, Stephen's tone became a lot more anxious, "I think Bucky will be much better than me. "

"No!"

The girl turned around, stretched her arms, her body straightened instantly in accordance with the rhythm, her white neck was raised high, like a noble white swan with its proud head standing upright.

At this moment, Stephen even thought he saw the queen of the dance floor.

"There is no American who has not learned to dance." She said firmly.

Those slender arms tightly bound his arms, with the meaning of being undeniable, and under the leadership of the girl, he gradually corrected his dancing posture and took the first step along the rhythm of the music.

He had never danced so smoothly, and all the dance moves that were taught casually in his early years came to his mind.

The girl's eyes, turning around, and raising her feet seemed to guide him silently.

He felt as if he had merged with the girl, and naturally followed the girl's pace, dancing around the dance floor step by step with the three beats of the waltz.

Just when Steve thought the dance was going to end in this old-fashioned three-beat.

The volume of a saxophone cut into the smooth tune like a sharp knife, tearing the waltz to pieces. At this moment, the music changed from smooth and fast to rapid tango.

The girl swung her head violently in a strong posture, and the high-heeled shoes slid across the ground with a "squeak" and inserted between his legs. Steve changed his position under the girl's vigorous arm swing to support her. waist.

The noisy sound on the dance floor disappeared in an instant, and the truly gorgeous dance feast officially began now.

Steve had thought that the quickening of the tempo would end in him being in a hurry.

But the moment the girl turned around, he didn't even think about it, his body immediately caught up with the girl's rhythm, how to turn around, how to circle the girl's body...

Like a professional dancer who has trained thousands of times, their cooperation is perfect, and the girl's childish face is reflected in his eyes with shocking beauty.

"You... well, ma'am. What's your name?" Stephen opened his mouth hesitantly, looking a little silly, "I said my full name."

"Ingrid Fith." Came a slightly nasal panting voice.

"I thought you'd have a name with other syllables, like something ro, taro or something..."

"That's the suffix of a Japanese male name. I'm half Chinese." The girl smiled, "You can call me Zhou Jingyi."

"zhou...th..." Steve imitated her pronunciation, "zhou...jim...yi."

Hearing his clumsy pronunciation, Ingrid smiled and shook her head. .

"Just call me Geli, Chinese pronunciation is still difficult for you now."

"Oh, Geri." Steve called softly, "I heard about you from Bucky, but you are not what he described."

Steve glanced at the girl's flat figure with only a little undulation.

"Really?" Ingrid glanced at him with a half-smile.

For a moment, the two of them had nothing to say, Ingrid concentrated on dancing, while Steve, who had never been in close contact with the opposite sex, hated himself for not being able to hit up girls with a few words.

"Next, dance music has a *point, can you hug me?"

Steve nodded without hesitation.

The girl turned her head, narrowed her eyes charmingly, stretched out her hand to him like a queen, and leaned towards it, which was the silent order of the queen.

Steve followed the direction of her leaping body and hugged her into his arms.

At the moment when the music broke out, everyone else stopped their movements and looked at the two dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Ingrid was hanging on his body, her movements were graceful and gorgeous.

The dance didn't end. At the moment when the second stanza of the music was about to come to an end, she briskly slipped off her partner's body, touched the ground with one foot, and put her hands on his shoulders.

Without needing extra words, Steve wrapped his hands around her waist knowingly, and the two of them spun at a high speed in a tight rhythm.

Silence, still silence.

Everyone was shocked by their dance, and after a long time, there was warm applause.

In the dizziness caused by high-speed rotation, Stephen has never been so proud and joyful.

He even felt that his previous dances were all for nothing, and he seemed to be standing on the top of the dance floor with his thin body.

But his introverted personality would never allow him to point his thumb at himself in public and shout, I am the king of the dance floor.

A break in the middle of the dance floor, fleeting.

Stephen felt his hand being held again, and the music started, he couldn't wait to dance again, so this time he followed the girl's pace without much resistance.

The girl's dance this time was no longer as leading as before. She gently swayed her body and looked at him tenderly.

"Have you learned?"

Steve didn't quite understand the meaning of her words at the time, until in the next circle, the partner in his arms spun around sharply, freed from his fingers, and cut into the arms of another man beside him.

Steve didn't even have time to stop, and the dance partner in his arms changed.

"Hey, long time no see, Bucky." Ingrid grabbed the man's raised finger and turned it around, "How was our dance just now?"

The corner of the girl's mouth curled into a mischievous smile.

Bucky also showed a malicious smile when he heard his friend's surprised cry after exchanging partners.

"Well, great."

The beautiful girl who had a gentle smile on her face just now stepped on his foot hard the second she stepped forward.

"Remember, you still owe me a dinner, so don't think about it."

Those blue eyes that he loved so much narrowed slightly, staring at him threateningly.

Bucky took a painful breath, but his expression was still gentle and tender. He took the girl's palm on his arm, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

"Can I invite you to dinner with me? My queen of the dance floor."

The two met each other with a smile, and danced slowly on the dance floor to the soft dance music.

While dancing, listening to the low-pitched complaints from women and the low-pitched apologies from his best friend, Steve smiled helplessly at the girl in his arms.

"Steve wasn't very good at dancing, and you changed him to a partner."

"Are you complaining about me?" Ingrid pinched him hard on the waist, heard his cries of pain, and smiled triumphantly, "Did you forget that you didn't know me when we first dated?" Stop mentioning that Steve can't dance?"

"So I think, it's definitely not good to learn dancing just by guiding it. It's better to find someone to practice it."

It also sounds reasonable, but you are totally trying to get revenge on the last time I kept mentioning him.

Looking at the girl with a bright smile, Bucky whispered an apology to his friend in his heart, then wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and danced on the dance floor to his heart's content.

Anyway, you also need to learn how to communicate with women, so why not learn how to dance along the way.