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Their luggage was placed on a trolley, and Roy and Steve stood in the elevator with a black-uniformed waiter.The elevator is golden, and the light on the four walls can be seen, reflecting the state of the three people from different angles, and by the way, the oppressive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Roy was in slippers and pajamas, Steve had added a jacket over his bathrobe, also in slippers, and he had a pile of clothes hanging over his arm, two tangled belts faintly visible.

The waiter stood aside holding the handle of the cart, with a stern face.

"Sir, this is the upgraded room for you." After the elevator reached the top floor, the waiter led them to a door, swiped the door open, and pushed it open, "Are you satisfied?"

"That's good." Steve stepped in.Roy said nothing.

"Those two go to bed early." The waiter handed over the key card.

"Thank you." Steve accepted.

The waiter put their luggage inside the door and turned them out.

Steve closed the door behind him.

"puff……"

Steve grabbed the doorknob, "OK."

Roy started laughing wildly.

Steve took a deep breath and turned around, "Am I the only one who is ashamed?"

Roy laughed so hard that he was out of breath, as if he was about to die.

Steve passed over the laughing man, threw their clothes on the sofa, and didn't speak.

Roy finally caught his breath, "No, no, no, this is definitely not shameful."

Steve turned to him, raising an eyebrow.

"Trust me," Roy exhaled, "you will become a legend in this hotel."

Steve tilted his head, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"In reality, there is a real man who can really make a bed collapse." Roy gave him a thumbs up.

Steve gritted his teeth, "You're still laughing. Besides, is that... what's wrong with that?"

"It looks like it anyway." Roy stroked his chin.

"It's not that you suddenly retracted your wings, so I can fall?" Steve was annoyed.

Roy pondered for a while, "How much do you weigh now?"

Steve paused, "...240 pounds."

Roy looked shocked, "Why are you so heavy?"

"I was tested." Steve straightened his back.

Roy hissed and sighed, "Fortunately, it was me you met. What's the difference between going to bed and being buried?"

Steve was speechless, "I can control it."

"Control?" Roy approached, burrowed his fingers into his bathrobe, poked his waist, and smiled, "Are you sure?"

Steve's waist was tense, looking at the man who put his face in front of him, he raised his hand and squeezed his face away, "If you don't mess around, I can."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't believe it." Roy took out his hand and hung it around his neck.

Steve grabbed his waist, "You should believe it."

Roy snorted, leaned his face closer, and let the two breaths get entangled, "It seems that even after two weeks of rich nightlife, Baby Rogers is still very energetic. Continue to fly high?"

Steve rubbed his lower back, and finally couldn't hold back a smile, "Stop making trouble. I'll fly back tomorrow, and have a good rest tonight."

The corners of Roy's lips rose, and Steve couldn't help but be moved when he saw it.He held the back of Roy's neck and lowered his head to kiss his curved lips.

Roy put his arms around his neck, half-closed his eyes.Comfortable, humming and chirping to enjoy this ambiguous but gentle kiss.

Kissing is addictive.

After the kiss was over, the atmosphere became boring.

"Take a shower and go to sleep." Steve rubbed the hair of the man who had completely covered himself.

"Help me wash it." The obedient and delicate person asked after smoothing.

"Okay." Steve dragged his voice, put his arms together, lifted him up, and walked to the bathroom.

Undress, rub bubbles, rinse, dry, standard pet spa process.A soft Roy was stuffed into the bed.

Steve lifted the quilt and got in, and turned off the light in the room.

As the lights went out, the world fell silent.

Steve tugged the tangled tail under the quilt and wrapped it around his hand, feeling the steady blowing breath from the side of his neck, and sighed contentedly.

"You know, even if you were not tested, you would be buried in bed." Roy patted his shoulder and whispered.

"Huh?" Steve, who was comfortable and already sleepy, let out a confused nasal voice.

"You have always had severe asthma. A premature baby with underdeveloped lungs." Roy stroked his chest with his hand. "The heart is a warrior, but it's trapped in a narrow cage."

Steve became more energetic, and stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, "How long have you been by my side?"

"Except for the decades when you disappeared, I was there for the rest." Roy rubbed his neck.

"That's really..." Steve sighed.

"I've existed for such a long time, but I don't know why," Roy clicked his tongue, "You seem to take up all my time."

Steve smiled, bowed his head and kissed him, "My pleasure."

Whispering and talking in the middle of the night, after a little more, the two finally fell asleep back and forth.

The night was quiet and gentle.Like a long time after them.

It was three years later that Roy's eyes completely recovered their dark color.

He is no longer an angel, nor is he a demon.Birth, old age, sickness and death, rise and fall are like ordinary people, and they are slowly on the right track.

Steve Rogers died at the end of World War II, leaving only Steve White, who was married to Royston Bowen.

The author has something to say: Please take a look at Zuozhao!

I was a bit physically and mentally exhausted writing this book, and now I really don't have a drop left.

I didn't make an outline before I started the article, and I used flashbacks, and I wrote it in the middle of it, which was extremely hypocritical, and I didn't write the feeling I wanted at all.

I know that what I continue to scribble out will become more and more distorted.

With the development of the story like this, I thought about whether they should be involved in the Women's Federation World War I to the Fourth World War for a long time, but Steve will not return to the battlefield. With his character, he will definitely choose to settle down.

I still remember the conversation between him and Bucky in the first episode of Captain America

Bucky - All the men in New York, USA have gone to the army, leaving 350 million women.

Steve—and I'd settle for just one. [I'd settle for just one.] ]

So, without much deliberation, or even impulsiveness, I decided to end the text here.

I will briefly explain the story of the two before and after and the story of the Sherlock Holmes family.There are many, many flaws in this book, and the reading experience may not be that good, I am sorry.

I am very grateful to the little angels who have been with me until now! ! !You guys are really the only reason why I can stick to this day, love you guys! !

Extra episodes can be booked or not, little angels who are fully booked, please give a rating [I don’t think five stars are definitely not available, but if you are willing to encourage me, I can accept it with the cheek [Pride and pride.jpg]

Not surprisingly, the next book will be Big Shield - "[Comprehensive British and American] Did Lowes Get It Today"... [Wipe your face, because it is the most popular book in my advance collection, cough.

But this time I was seriously injured, it may take a while to write this article.This time I will be more careful and careful, and try my best to make the reading experience better! ! !

So, collect it [Bow

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Sincerely, salute.

——Zizi Zhuji who wants to grow up for you.