Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Rogers couldn't adapt to the soft bed, and would wake up naturally at 04:30 in the morning.It was still daylight at that time, and the birds began to make movements, heralding the beginning of the day.

After washing up and eating something, he will change into the sportswear chosen by the doctor before and go for a run.

After 06:30, he slows down his running pace to prevent sweating too much.

Between 07:30 and [-]:[-] is when he is in the best mood of the day.

This time is so precious because I was ordered not to go to the research institute casually, nor to 'haunt' the doctor.

About ten minutes past seven, Rogers' eyes lit up.

"Good morning! Doctor, let's walk the dog!" Rogers slowed down and approached the doctor and the dog who appeared on the trail with a smile.

"If you're not blind." Erce frowned, moving away a little.

Roger paused for a moment, checked carefully, and confirmed that he was very restrained, and he definitely didn't smell a little bit of sweat.He tugged at his neckline, puzzled, "Doctor, your nose is too good."

Lowes pursed his lips.

Regardless of whether there is sweat smell or not, the sense of presence is too strong!It is obviously like a concentrator that radiates heat all the time, but it has no self-awareness, and always leans on its own side.

It made him panic that he couldn't escape.

"I watched Titanic last night, it was so touching." Rogers sighed softly, looking for topics on his own.He is familiar with this job now.

It took Lowes a second to react, "The ship that sank after its maiden voyage?"

Rogers... "Huh?"

"Where is the shipwreck so touching? Or is it the pursuit of enjoyment, the accident with the greatest casualties in peacetime."

Rogers hesitated to speak... "What I'm talking about..." He glanced at Erth's side face and scratched his eyebrows, "Well, it's nothing."

Lowes saw the indescribable expression on his face, and dug out a classic love movie from his long and distant memory, "...you are talking about a movie."

Rogers couldn't help grinning.

Lowes licked his lower lip uncomfortably when he laughed, and said nothing.

"Doctor, I don't usually watch movies much." Rogers coughed, his eyes curled up, and his smile deepened.

"...It's just been a long time." Lowes looked away from his face slightly, feeling that his eyes were about to be blinded.

I haven't seen it by myself.But Rogers actually saw a lot.Especially after waking up.Rounding off, he could see the difference.

"Then, do you usually have any hobbies?" Rogers was curious.

Lowes rolled his eyelids, "Can't you be quiet for a while?"

Rogers looked at him, "Doctor, that's not fair."

"what?"

"I always feel that you know me well." Rogers looked serious, "But I don't know anything about you."

Lowes pursed his lower lip, "For example?"

The conversation broke down, and Rogers also knew that he was responding to his previous question, and he was happy, "It's just drawing, reading, watching TV, listening to music, sports and so on."

"I used to be able to draw, but now I don't." Lowes looked forward, "Except for sports, I can do everything you said."

Rogers hummed and touched his chin, "I also think doctors don't like sports."

He looked down obliquely and swayed around Lowes' waist.He stretched out his hand and dragged it, pinched it lightly, straightened his arm, pinched it, lifted it, wobbled, and frowned with a dissatisfied look, "You are too thin, doctor. You should eat more. If you can't eat more, you can eat more." sports."

The thin body is light and fluffy, and the hip bones are a little irritating against his waist.The waist is completely gone.

How can you be so thin?

Lowes was suddenly pinched softly by him, and he hurriedly put his hands on his chest, reflexively holding his breath and leaning back with his upper body.Before he could make a sound, he was bumped twice like a weight.

I couldn't hold my breath, and it broke.He stepped on the ground again, stayed for half a second, and then threw the knife at the indifferent Rogers.

Rogers handled the man lightly and put the man down, but cautiously did not let go, and held him weakly behind his waist.Then I witnessed the doctor's strangely white face turning pink, his eyes darkened, and suddenly he became enlightened, and he had a small self.

He was out of his body.

The doctor looks really nice.It's like... a person who grew out of his heart.

"Doctor, you are so pretty." Rogers blurted out.

The blood on Lowes' face became heavier, and he was so angry.Seeing that Rogers' eyes were straight, and he couldn't get out of the struggle, he was short of breath for a moment, and he was about to burst out of a heart attack, "Rodgers!!"

He gritted his teeth.What's the matter with this man!Brain is really broken, isn't it?

Rogers let out a cry, not only didn't let go, but got closer, "What's wrong?"

The voice was low and soft, and the slightly tidal heat danced to the eyelashes.Lowes's spine went numb, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he mercilessly raised his knee and hit him hard.

Rogers groaned, let go quickly, hissing and gasping.Her ears and face quickly turned bright red, embarrassing, embarrassing, and guilty.

Lowes took two steps back, clenched his cheeks, and snorted mockingly as he looked at his bow.

"Doctor..." Rogers gasped and called pitifully, trying to summon some sympathy.

Lowes complied, replaced some inexplicable smell that seemed to be tasted, tugged at his wrinkled clothes, stood up straight, and glanced at him dangerously out of the corner of his eye.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Rogers' back, "Doctor... I just, really, smoothly..."

"Smoothly?" Lowes raised his eyebrows.

Rogers made a circle with his hand, "You just..." It was so easy.

Lowes' face darkened.

Rogers silently put away his hand, and swallowed the second half of his words, not daring to breathe.

The two were deadlocked.

Rogers had actually recovered from the worst pain, but looking at Lowes' face, he didn't dare to show a relaxed look.He was frantically thinking about countermeasures, how to reasonably explain his just...behavior...

But the doctor is too ruthless!

Lowes knew what he was thinking about just by looking at where his eyeballs were going, "How do you think about it?"

Rogers laughed twice, "Doctor, I really didn't know you hate being touched so much. I will definitely pay attention next time!"

Lowes narrowed his eyes slightly.

Rogers bit the bullet, "It's normal for men to hug their waists or something. Doctor, you just don't have many friends, otherwise you'll get used to it! Really!"

Lowes smiled.

Rogers was startled, straightened his back reflexively, and took half a step back.

Lowes pressed closer, "It's normal?"

"..." Rogers dared not speak.

Lowes moved closer, and Rogers took another half step back.

Lowes reached out to reach his neck, and Rogers wanted to step back, but was grabbed by the collar.

The strength is really not great, but Rogers didn't dare to move, "...I was wrong! I'm sorry! Doctor, I was just obsessed with ghosts."

Lowes loosened his collar, pressed his fingers on the dent between his collarbones, and looked into his eyes with a slight tilt of his head.

Rogers was attracted by his slightly strange eyes, as if he was stared at by a charged snake. He knew the danger, but he couldn't move.

Lowes curled his lips, slowly slid his fingertips down, and placed his palm on his upper abdomen in the center of his ribs.

Rogers' Adam's apple rolled, and his muscles tensed uncontrollably.The blood-congested abs showed some shape under the clothes, tightening and undulating with the sliding of Lowas's hand.

Lowes continued to lower his hands, looking at him with lukewarm eyes.The corners of the lips are curved, it doesn't look like a smile on the face, it looks like an unusually primitive, naked, naked symbol of desire and desire.

Soon Rogers realized clearly that if he let the slender, weak hand continue to fall, he would startle all the flowers, plants, men, women, children, birds, animals, fish and insects around him.

His scalp exploded, and he stretched out his hand to strangle the doctor's cool and slippery wrist, begging for mercy, "Doctor, I really know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!! Really!!!"

Lowes smiled half-smile, but his hand didn't go down any further, barely stopping on the edge of the belt buckle, "Among men, what's the point of touching it? Hmm?"

Rogers smiled wryly, "Doctor...I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry..."

"wrong?"

"Yes, I made a serious mistake in my ideological consciousness." Rogers squeezed his wrist, whispered, his voice was dry, "I shouldn't think that the doctor's waist is particularly thin, so I can hold my hands easily. It shouldn't be because the doctor is good-looking, Just stare blankly and say it out loud."

Lowes was dead.

Rogers still wanted to say something more.

Lowes withdrew his hand abruptly and kicked it out.

Rogers dodged in a hurry, "Doctor, doctor, one shot is enough. Really!"

Lowes looked very pale.

"Steve Rogers," Lowes adjusted his breath, "you may not know that there are people in this world called homosexuals."

Rogers looked at him.

"I like men." Lowes' eyes glide across his body nakedly, "Especially with a good figure. Remember?"

Rogers snorted silently.

"Remember, stay away from me in the future." Lowes said with a sullen face, "Don't abuse my tolerance!" He was really fed up with Rogers' thoughtless pestering that upset him.

Rogers scratched his head and said slowly, "...I know."

"..." Lowes didn't hold back for a moment, "Know what?"

"Doctors like men." Rogers coughed dryly. "Fry kept telling me about this before I moved."

Lowes looked at him as if he was looking at something strange, "What?!"

"..." Rogers pinched his nose and whispered, "Besides, I don't think there's anything wrong with you like this."

Lowes stared straight at him, speechless, "...you..."

Rogers blinked, his eyelashes lifted, showing some embarrassment.

Lowes suddenly took three steps back, the rare shock was shown on his face.

Rogers scratched his brow, and his eyes always left him, but they turned back after a while, cramped and nervous.

"You hi..." Lowes couldn't ask, closed his eyes, turned around and strode away.

Rogers looked at his back in a hurry, as if fleeing, his face wrinkled.He rubbed the red plastic particles on the trail in place, but failed to catch up.

After dawdling for a while, he looked at the doctor who had already run far away, and sighed in his heart.

Need to be so surprised?Rogers scratched the back of his head, thinking he was being obvious.

Lowes walked away with a blank mind, turned his head vigilantly, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that Rogers hadn't followed.

Urging Sean to jump into the back seat, he slammed the driver's door, grabbed the steering wheel, and quickly started the car and rushed out.

hell!Apollo and Hades fucked!

Rogers likes himself!

He bit the tip of his tongue.

Which country is this a joke? ? ?

The author has something to say: The reason for not being able to update stably after V is mainly because my saved manuscripts were exhausted after V [cover face

I had a lot of blood in saving manuscripts before, and I could hold it for half a month.But once the manuscripts are exhausted, my gugu essence will be exposed [wiping my face]

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