[Comprehensive] pragmatic theory of coquetry

Lily sat at the back of the heavy machine, lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

The night wind blew the long hair on her cheeks, and the wind blowing towards her face was completely blocked by the tall figure in front of her.

His gaze quietly shifted from his hands to the Winter Soldier's back.

The black battle uniform was restrained, revealing the tight and graceful body lines. The thick back muscles extended to the waist and abdomen, which narrowed by three points, and there was no fat at all.

With such a face and figure, there is a full percentage of dangerous attributes attached to her. She is only a short distance away from him, and she dare not move.

The journey was peaceful, and there was no next wave of unknown pursuers.Just like that, he rushed home safely without saying a word and she didn't speak.

After getting out of the car, Lily took out the key from her pocket and was about to open the door. When she heard the click of the sleeve behind her, she turned her head and saw that the Winter Soldier was already holding the familiar P226 in his right hand.

She immediately took a step back and said vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

Wouldn't his conscience hurt if he changed his mind temporarily and beat him back?

The Winter Soldier didn't answer, his eyes were light and light, and only those who were watching knew the unspeakable sense of oppression.

Fortunately, his eyes didn't linger on her for too long, he glanced at the surrounding hiding places, and then took them back.

He took a few steps forward and waited at the door.

Lily belatedly realized that the Winter Soldier wasn't going to shoot her, and it was the second time he looked at her.

He probably knew that her cooperation was very low, so it was rare for him to take the initiative to reach out to the door this time.

Lily suddenly realized.

I really can't blame her.It was difficult to describe the relationship with the Winter Soldier as pleasant. She always needed to pay attention to whether he made any unfriendly changes.

She obediently walked over to insert the key.

With a calm face, she complained in her heart.Would it be possible to lose a piece of meat by saying a word, and she didn't touch him, how would she know what he wanted her to do.

Door open.

Lily turned sideways to let the Winter Soldier advance while she waited outside.

Darkness engulfed his figure, and then there was silence.There was no sound in the house, not even the sound of his footsteps.

She waited for a few minutes, but still did not see the Winter Soldier returning, and began to beat a small drum in her heart, feeling uneasy.

The instigator of the road interception might not have arranged for her to ambush her inside the house.

If the Winter Soldier doesn't show up tonight... Lily shakes her hand.

Finally unable to stand still, he slipped into the house, trying to find out where he was.

He closed the door softly, turned around and bumped into a solid wall, causing his nose to hurt.

The wall did not express any sudden apology, turned and walked away, and turned on the light in the small living room.

The Winter Soldier sat down where he had been the last time he came, his metal arms were heavy, and the armrests of the sofa were so heavy that there were shallow creases.

The windows were closed tightly, and the curtains were drawn tightly by him.

"Wait for me a while." Lily said to him with peace of mind, kicking off her shoes, and ran upstairs.

The light switch in the bathroom was turned on, and then she heard an unexpected "ah", followed by the sound of water splashing.

The Winter Soldier lowered his eyes.

After fiddling for a while, Lily ran down again, her face was moist with moisture, and the place that was dirty had probably been wiped vigorously, and it was slightly red.

She held a clean wet towel in her hand and handed it to him: "Do you need it?"

He glanced at it, but didn't reach out to take it.Obviously there was still sweat on his face, running down his forehead, and a few trembling little drops of water stuck on his eyelashes.

She put the towel on the table and pushed it towards him.

After a moment of stalemate, Lily sat cross-legged beside the Winter Soldier, looked up at his profile, and said softly, "James."

Calling out the name, he immediately turned his head to look at her, and the fist formed by the bionic electronic arm clenched slightly.

"Hydra doesn't want you to keep those memories." Lily asked, "You want to take them back. Why?"

The Winter Soldier looked fierce.

As soon as he was aggressive, she would persuade her, obediently stopped talking, and stretched out her hand.

Her hand was no more than half the size of his palm, and her skin was very white, because the red marks from tonight's thrilling scratch were very conspicuous.

After putting in the big hand that took off the glove, it was squeezed tightly, and she was suddenly nervous, and she trembled.

"Start?" she asked him.

Hearing this, the Winter Soldier silently raised his idle metal arm, moved his fingers between his neck, and the black mask covering half of his face fell onto his lap.

Lily knew why he did this—deleting memories was always uncomfortable, and if it was only a temporary contact, it would be fine, but after a long time, the consciousness would become confused, and wearing a mask would not be conducive to rapid breathing.

He has been through it twice and has experience.

Lily suddenly felt a little hot on her face, and turned her eyes away.

A world-class killer has a good skin, especially the eyes and lips.

The lips were soft and thin, with the corners of the lips turned up, and when they were occasionally sipped with water, they had the magic power of tempting kisses.

But only those who are tired of work have the courage to kiss the Winter Soldier.

I'm afraid he was smashed to pieces by the grenade launcher before he got close.Or the neck was broken without realizing it, and the head was in a different place.

Lily managed to stabilize her mind, and her thoughts swam over to hook him, replaying the memories she had swallowed.

Every time you brainwash, you quietly possess a stranger's secret.

The Winter Soldier's secret is the name.

She opened her eyes from his perspective, she was in a huge and hot container, and in the scattered white mist, she saw people busy recording data all around.

Their eyes were eager and crazy, but his limbs were cold.

Eyes closed, eyes opened, eyes closed, followed by a long and depressing period of darkness.

He was locked on a special seat with his head down. He was supposed to be released, but he heard someone next to him trying to stop him, saying, "His condition is not right, give him another injection."

The needle sticks into the skin, and mosquito bites are generally painless and itchy.It's just that the tide of sleepiness flooded up, and the figures around him faded away with the tide.

In the early days of thawing, he didn't wake up much, and his memory was incoherent, piece by piece pieced together, piecemeal.

Pierce's face appeared in it.

He looked over with a blank face through the solid fence, his outline shaking like a distorted image: "I want to use him. Don't waste too much time, Hydra can't wait."

Lily frowned.The Winter Soldier suddenly squeezed her hand so hard that it hurt.

She subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but then remembered what she was doing and held back.

He stared at her.

But what he saw in his eyes was no longer her, but an important part that finally came and was interrupted by the phone that day.

Still can't see the man's face.

In the huge room, apart from the equipment, only he and the bound Winter Soldier were left.

The man said: "They thought you were sleeping, but I know you are very awake."

"Can't remember how to be the Winter Soldier, I can tell you. Your real name is James."

"James Boo..."

His teeth bit his lip, and he tasted a faint taste of blood.

Lily's whole face was drenched with sweat, and the hand that was held in the Winter Soldier's palm turned white, and if she put in a little more strength, it might break.

The Winter Soldier is immersed in the memory without perception.

He should have been tied up beforehand.she thought pitifully.

Only now did she realize that even if this memory is not interrupted, it will still stop in the man's pronunciation of "bu", without any follow-up.

But the Winter Soldier doesn't know.

He was still searching, but the result of his searching was that he unconsciously grabbed her, he didn't know how strong his hand was, and he bullied her again until tears came to her eyes.

Can't get it out.

Lily had recalled all her memories long ago, and told him to stop in her mind, he must have confused her voice with memories, and did not respond.

She couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and rushed over, biting the back of his hand.

It can be said to be very brave.

The more pain he pinched her, the harder she bit, the killer's body had a conditioned reflex to the danger, and the metal arm wrapped around her waist, ready to throw her away.

Movement stopped.

The Winter Soldier gasped, the shadows in his dark green eyes dissipated, and the tense muscles all over his body lost their strength.

He slowly lowered his head to look at Lily, who was lying on his lap with most of her body.

Sweat trickled down her blond, sugar-pink hair.

The right hand was clamped by the little woman, and it was wet and painful - tears from her pain fell onto the back of his hand.

Lily also bit him.The blood on her lips mixed with his sweat, and his sweat mixed with her tears, it tasted bitter.

Last time because he sprained his foot.This time, another hand was almost scrapped for a short period of time. In short, nothing good happened.

After venting so many times of fright and grievances due to the Winter Soldier through her teeth, Lily gradually felt something was wrong.

The Winter Soldier didn't pinch her again, and she didn't move.

Her body stiffened, and she slowly let go, seeing the deep tooth marks on his right hand, which were bruised and purple, as long as he bit the thin skin again, blood would ooze out.

The two of them were close to each other, and he could clearly feel her accelerated heartbeat.

Very flustered.

Lily supported herself with one hand, slid back to the floor with her head buried like a fish, quietly, pretending nothing happened.

But the Winter Soldier was watching her.The Winter Soldier was looking at her.

Awkward silences are the worst.

Lily wiped away the wet tears on her cheeks, stretched out her tongue to lick off the residual blood on her lips, mustered up the courage to raise her eyes, and met his eyes.

The Winter Soldier's indifferent eyes flicked across her face, her hands, and finally the back of his own bitten hand.

Lily was startled, and immediately grabbed the towel on the table that had been used to wipe his face, and accurately covered her evidence.

The author has something to say: Maybe because I like the Winter Soldier very much, the pressure to write this article is really too much.There were only about [-] words in the whole night, and after repeated revisions, I felt that the more I wrote, the worse it became, and my mentality collapsed.If you think it looks ugly, you can click the fork to abandon the article at any time, and just don't let me know.

good night.