[Comprehensive] Nanny code

In the bathroom, Steve is bathing Bucky, and the raccoon doll is temporarily put aside.

"Bucky, someone will ask you some questions later, don't be afraid, they are not bad people." Steve put his red-billed rubber duck into Bucky's arms, which was given to him by Thor.

"Do you like them very much?" The brown-haired boy raised his head and asked, holding the rubber duck in his little hand.

"I like it, because they are all very good to me," Steve paused, showing a soft smile, "But Bucky, you are still the most important person to me."

"Ah."

After coming out of the shower, the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. were already in the living room.Director Fury didn't come. At the request of Jarvis and the others, only Coulson came. He put his black sunglasses in his suit pocket. Even Steve knew the other person's face for the first time.In Tony's words, despite the wrinkles left by the years, this agent looks good.

Black tea, small cakes, and rare, except for sleeping time, there is a quiet atmosphere in Stark Tower.

"So, you don't remember who took you, and you don't know how you got here?" Coulson asked in a low voice. In the boy's narrative, they have confirmed that the couple who adopted him did not They are not good people, but a criminal couple who specialize in collecting children and training them for illegal activities.They even experimented with small children, and several children died before that.

"I don't remember." The boy shook his head, and during this process, Steve always held Bucky's hand and comforted him.

"Okay, then I'll be here today, I have to go back." Coulson stood up and put on his sunglasses. When he was performing the task, his stupidity had subsided. Colin said that in this way they Finally, I can rest assured, after all, if they find jobs with this kind of quality in the future, it is really worrying.

On this day, Lancet and the others did not go out, and everyone chose to save time for Steve and Bucky as much as possible, because everyone could see that although Steve was happy because Bucky came back safely, he still Some are different.

In the bedroom, the blond Douding entered with tea. "Bucky, I made cookies, do you want some?"

"No, I don't want to." The brown-haired boy shook his head.

"But Tony and the others said it's delicious." Steve lowered his eyes sadly and murmured. As soon as he finished speaking, a small hand stretched out.

"I'll eat it," the older boy said quietly, popping the cookie into his mouth.

"Bucky, if you really don't like it, don't force it," Steve said dryly, who just licked his fingers.

"taste good."

"That's great, as long as you like it." Steve rolled his eyes, put down what he was holding, and sat next to the boy.

"You know, Bucky, I met a lot of nice people, ate a lot of delicious food, and visited a lot of interesting places. I had a great time." As the boy became more and more happy, Bucky But he just clenched his little hands tightly, and his lips were pursed tighter and tighter.

"But," Steve paused, turned to look at the boy, and held the boy's hand in his own, "When I eat something delicious, I want to share it with you, and when I go to a fun place, I want to share it with you." You're next to me, I met a nice person but I wish I could see you more, Bucky."

"I'm the most important, right?" the boy asked with his lips moving.

"Yes, Bucky." Steve said happily, rolling his eyes. He loved everyone, but Bucky was different because Bucky was the first friend Steve had.

The brown-haired boy finally showed a small smile. He leaned on the opponent's thin body, listening to the sound of the beating heart.

It was night, still silent, there were small figures by the window, and the moon hid in the clouds, peeping in the dark.

"Changed your mind?" the red-eyed boy asked softly, accompanied by a strange rustling sound.

No one answered, the black-haired boy stretched the muscles at the corners of his mouth, showing a strange smile, he leaned on the opponent's body, approached from the back, and whispered in his ear.

"You will regret this."

After feeling the other party's stiff body, Apep slowly left the other party. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lower lip, tilted his head and said, "The living things are best at deceiving." After he finished speaking , the person in front of him fell straight into the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The black-haired boy slowly moved to the balcony, the tail of the snake was winding and swinging wantonly, the moonlight came out, he raised his head, stared at the moon, and finally showed a slight smile, following the vibration of the abdominal cavity with a hoarse voice sounded.

"I will destroy whatever you want to protect."

There was a slight movement in the living room. The door opened. The Siamese cat was already asleep on the windowsill. It seemed to have become a habit to watch the moon fall asleep.

The boy moved over slowly, and he relaxed, which made him look less intimidating.Thin and pale fingers gently touched the side of the other party's neck, looking so cautious, even though he knew that the other party would not wake up, he did not dare to make too much movement, for fear of disturbing the other party.

"Mine, isn't it?" the boy murmured, with confusion in his eyes, and a cry in his soft voice.

The person who was vigilant and guarded against himself became the only warmth in the end. If he had it, he would go crazy if he lost it.So, is there something to be done so that that outcome never happens?

Slowly exerting force with five fingers, the sharp claws have already stretched out. If you get closer, you can cut the opponent's throat, but at the last moment, the boy stopped moving. In the strange blue shadow, the fine scales began to grow wildly, almost covering the black eyes, and turned blood red again.

"It's really useless..." He muttered softly, cutting his arm, and he watched all this with a smile, it was so beautiful!

Seeing the blood oozing out but not falling down, it just solidified into a jelly and swallowed by himself. The remaining blood was wiped on the Siamese cat's mouth, and the pink tongue swallowed it unconsciously.

There was a murmur of soliloquy in the air, sometimes shrill, sometimes weeping, and in the end, everything was quiet.The Siamese cat unconsciously licked its lips, erasing those traces.