[Zhongyingmei] I have a four-dimensional pocket

Once again, Big Breasted Sweetheart saves Love from the short, rich and handsome in a very timely manner.

The big breasted sweetheart also issued a serious condemnation of Tony's behavior.

In the end, however, Love relented.

But the premise of the compromise is that Captain America must be on the sidelines to supervise, and she has to eat lunch first.

So Tony, whose wish was about to be fulfilled, quickly ordered a pizza, and then personally took out soda and juice from the refrigerator, five or six of which were placed in front of Love.

Love twitched the corner of her mouth, picked up a bottle of peach juice and twisted the cap for a long time without unscrewing it, then the big-breasted sweetheart sitting beside her took it and unscrewed it with one hand.

one-hand:)

She also really wants to have the ability to unscrew the bottle cap of an unopened drink with one hand.

She really wants to have a pair of proud big breasts like a captain :(

Love took a sip of her drink gloomily, and as soon as she looked up, she met Tony's gaze that seemed to want to dissect her.

"...Mr. Stark."

"Just call me Tony, what's wrong with Tinker Bell?"

Love swallowed: "Can you stop looking at me...I'm a little panicked."

"Oh, then you can take out something and study it for me first—"

Before Tony finished speaking, Love lowered his head and opened his shirt, reached into his pocket, took out a bamboo dragonfly, a flying prop.

This is not an ordinary bamboo dragonfly, this is a bamboo dragonfly with half of a ribbon tied on it.

As soon as Love took out the bamboo dragonfly, she quickly removed the ribbon. Seeing the corroded trace at the broken part of the ribbon, she sighed and fell softly on the sofa, with a soft expression as if she had just fallen asleep. Woke up.

"This is the bamboo dragonfly that disappeared yesterday." She said happily.

"I guess, Tinker Bell, what you want is to take out the bamboo dragonfly with the ribbon yesterday?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Actually, I think your pocket is not an infinite locker, but an ability field, in which you can use your imagination to create matter, such as a shield that is exactly the same as the captain's shield in terms of material and structure— —And this bamboo dragonfly may be just what you imagined the bamboo dragonfly yesterday should look like, but it is actually a reconstructed bamboo dragonfly. The one yesterday disappeared from the four-dimensional space because of your imagination, literally Disappearance on the surface—oh shit, paranormal abilities ate up my physics."

Love silently looked at the ceiling: "... As early as when I learned that there are aliens in this world, I already gave up hope for the known scientific concepts in my mind."

"Wow, do you remember scientific concepts?" Tony asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, sometimes I don't think I should be a teenager. Aunt Mei said that I used to do well in school and never got A's on my report card, but it's not as good as it is now. My daily entertainment is not to watch Animation instead of doing advanced math problems... I think I should thank you, Mr. Stark, maybe the damage you did to my head caused me to awaken my talent for mathematics."

Tony waved his hand: "Just call me Tony, I have a hunch that we will get along for a long time in the future."

Love nodded. She understood that Tony meant to study the high-tech products she could produce—as long as he wasn't interested in how her body mutated, she didn't mind taking out some weird things. For him to play, the premise is that she can really take out anything.

After chatting a few words, the takeaway pizza was delivered, and a small robot with only one mechanical arm went down the elevator and brought up the takeaway. It can be said to be very artificial intelligence-if you ignore that it spilled Tony's drink.

"Oh shit, little bastard, I'm going to donate you to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology." Tony rolled his eyes, dodged the transparent liquid dripping down on the table, pulled two pieces of paper to wipe it, and was wiped The scolding little robot lowered its arms sadly, and walked away silently.

Love shrugged, and consciously took out a few tissues to help him wipe: "If Jarvis has an entity, he should be smarter than it?"

"That's a good suggestion, Tinker Bell, maybe you can take out an artificial body that can guide the data flow in?"

"...Then you may have to wait for me to practice my skills for two years."

The big-breasted sweetheart who knows almost nothing about high-tech always listens to their conversations and keeps smiling.

After eating and drinking, the three of them went to Tony's laboratory together. Tony asked Love to enter a vertical transparent container to do a simple body scan. According to Tony, it was a scanner he designed for Avengers members. , can check whether the body has been implanted with foreign objects, and whether it has suffered damage that cannot be seen from the outside. It seems that it can also preliminarily detect whether it has been brainwashed based on the brain waves.

Love took off her underwear in the empty room before, only wearing a white cotton jacket, standing barefoot in the container, feeling that a light yellow liquid may surge up from her feet at any time and submerge her, and since then she has been Can only live in the laboratory relying on nutrient solution, and occasionally be put on the operating table and cut into slices——

Steve, standing outside the glass, gave her a reassuring smile.

Well, she shouldn't have to worry about this problem with her sweetheart.

Tony was sitting on a table beside him waiting for the result, casually, he didn't look like a group boss worth hundreds of billions, but a construction worker with a childlike innocence (...).

Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Love felt a little anxious: "Mr. Stark, do you think I will be a mutant?"

"You can just call me Tony... In fact, I tested your genes when I was doing artificial organ matching for you half a year ago. You don't have an X gene in your body. It's not that the recessive gene doesn't show up, but you don't carry it at all," Tony spread his hands, "So you're not a mutant."

Love immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Not having the X gene means that she will not be found by any mutant detectors, nor will she be controlled by mutant suppressors. This is simply the best news.

However, a new problem arises again.

"So... am I really mutated?" Thinking of something, Love's face suddenly distorted, and her voice trembled a little, "I won't grow up like a Chitauri, right?!"

Even if it is an alien, she doesn't want to become such an ugly alien!The two gods of Asgard are very good-looking!One has big breasts, one has a slender waist and long legs, and the hair is so smooth and lush, so she doesn't want to become a Chitauri who doesn't know if she has hair or not QAQ

Tony glanced at her and said nothing, as if acquiescing.

So Love panicked even more.

She suddenly lay down on the glass of the container, with a heartbroken expression and a heart-piercing tone: "Fuck it, Tony, just say something to deny my point of view, even if I become Doraemon, I don't want to become a Chitauri man—”

What saved her was the artificial intelligence Jarvis with a nice voice.

"Miss Love, your test results have come out, and the results are the same as last time. Please rest assured that your body has not mutated."

She loves Jarvis!

This nice English accent made Love feel relaxed, but before she had time to thank her, the glass she was lying on was suddenly opened to one side. Steve caught it.

At this time, as a fan, Love should have been heartbroken, blushing and winking, but at this moment, she could only silently cover her nose and hold back the tears that were about to burst out of pain in her heart. Crazy Tucao.

...Mom, her nose is bleeding from Captain America's abs :)

#Good gas Oh#

#This Unfulfilling Nose#

#This hard as iron abdominal muscles#

#Captain’s shirt hem is stained red by my nosebleed, a small ball feels so subtle#

#...a little want to laugh#

After Love went to the bathroom to deal with her painful nose, washed her face, and changed her clothes, Tony had already placed the instruments that were about to be put into her body on the table one by one. Gasping for air, she wanted to run out. However, Jarvis, who had just given her hope in life before, reacted faster than her. The door closed half a meter in front of her with a "snap" and a "click" sound. Indicates that it is locked.

Love: Loved it!

"Relax, Tinker Bell, come here and lie down." Tony patted the small bed next to him that looked like an operating table, and suddenly bent down to fish out a belt buckle for restraint from the side of the bed. It's almost over."

Love took a step back and leaned against the door, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, then she looked at Steve pitifully, her blue eyes seemed to glisten with tears: "...captain help QAQ"

The super upright Captain America immediately turned his head and shouted helplessly: "Tony, stop teasing her."

"Okay, okay, it seems that our Tinker Bell understands it well, about 'the correct way to use Captain America' or something, tsk." Tony threw the belt buckle aside, turned around and rummaged through the pile of instruments Turn over, find a thin, wired detector, and signal to Love, "Just this one, five minutes will be fine."

Only then did Love nodded and slowly moved over, lying on the bed and unbuttoning the lower half of the shirt.

...It really still feels weird.

This kind of thing of lying on the bed and being unbuttoned by two adult men onlookers, no matter how you think about it... a bit criminal.

Love simply closed his eyes.

"Hey, Tinker Bell, don't think about 'there's nothing in there' or 'the instrument is missing' for a while," Tony warned her a few more words before starting, "or we'll have to start all over again. gone."

"……I see."

However, the more Love was warned like this, the more she couldn't help but use her prehistoric power to make up for it——

In order to prevent herself from really fixing her thoughts on making the instrument disappear, she could only divert her attention to think about the abs of Captain America just hit by her, and Mr. Stark's buttocks... She really didn't expect Mr. Stark actually has such good-looking lines... Cough, no, do it again, she doesn't want to be full of yellow waste that doesn't fit her simple and cute underage image, in case something falls out of her pocket [beep ——] ah or [wow——] ah, things like that are too bad.

She didn't want the captain to find out about the yellow trash in her head.

...The more I don't want to think like this, the more I can't stop it QAQ

One day, it would be great if I could see the picture of the captain coming out of the bath, or if he could bury his male hormone breath in his chest, or if he could give her a loving pat to kill——

Oops, she's going to have another nosebleed.

"Mr. Stark, isn't it over yet?" Love asked in a low voice.

Tony replied: "There are still 20 seconds, Tinker Bell, to be honest, your blush seems to be ripe."

"..."

Love said he didn't want to talk.

Let them misunderstand that she blushed only because she was shy about lying in bed and being watched by instruments invading her body.

"It's time, Tinker Bell, you can open your eyes now."

Hearing what Tony said, Love immediately opened her eyes and touched her nose reflexively, feeling that she didn't feel any warm liquid, which made her relieved and quickly buttoned up her shirt.

Then as soon as she turned over and sat up, just as she was about to jump to the ground, she felt a hand on top of her head, rubbing it very warmly and gently.

"You're doing great," Steve said.

Now Love has really become a deer bumping in his heart, blushing and seductive.

Her, her, her brain supplement has come true QAQ Thanks to Doraemon, thanks to Chitaru, thanks to the mutation, thanks to the short, rich and handsome, she was touched by an idol on the head, she won't wash her hair this month, oh-oh-

"Hey, Tinker Bell, so you are a fan of Old Popsicle?"

Love showed a fangirl smile: "Yes, the captain is so good, all Americans like the captain."

Steve smiled helplessly.

"Wow, let's take a look at your report," Tony pouted, and projected the test results just now in the air, "There is no abnormality in the body, and there is no abnormality in the brain wave. Your pocket is recognized by the instrument as a normal human body structure. The original wound on the abdomen is completely healed - I will draw some more blood from you later."

Love nodded.

"So do you know why I have this pocket?" It is still considered "normal human body structure" by the machine?

"Actually, from the position on the edge of your pocket, I detected a small amount of gamma rays and a special energy fluctuation. After matching with the supernatural substance database, I found that the energy fluctuation in your pocket is a bit like the Green Lantern in Seaside City." Tony He explained, "When I went deep into the pocket, I found that there was nothing in it, literally nothing, and even the composition of the air inside could not be detected, but the instrument can still operate normally in this environment... In a word It just didn’t come to any conclusions.”

Love thought about the content of his words, and found the point she was most concerned about: "I remember Green Lantern once announced that his power comes from aliens, and there is a Green Lantern Corps in the universe that protects the peace of the universe."

Tony responded, "So?"

"So I'm actually an alien?"

Love’s voice was a little excited. She had seen the video of the surrounding crowd when Green Lantern appeared before. Although he was wearing a subtle tights and a subtle mask, at least he looked good!Ten thousand times better looking than a Chitauri!

"Your genes are no different from human beings. Even if you have alien blood, if you really want to trace the source, I guess it will be thousands of years ago." Tony patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Based on the current Earth Technology has not been able to find useful information from your genes. It may be difficult for you to really find the planet of your ancestors. After all, after thousands of years, although you have inherited other people's abilities from generation to generation, they may not be willing to Let you be an alien to fight for inheritance."

The corner of Love's mouth twitched, and a word suddenly popped up in his mind: "Krypton?"

"What star is that?"

"I don't know, it just came out of my mind... I remember a Kryptonian whose mother is Martha, but I don't know what planet Krypton is, maybe I read it from a science fiction novel Bar."

Although she explained to Tony in this way, Love doesn’t really think it’s a science fiction novel, she thinks it’s a bit like God’s perspective, maybe it’s a plug-in God gave her after her brain was injured—so, Batman, Kryptonian And her mother, both coincidentally named Martha?

Wow Martha is such a nice name.

Suddenly I feel that there is a love-hate entanglement in it (O_O)

"My mom doesn't have any superpowers, at least no one knows she has," Love added. "So my dad is an alien? Or someone with alien blood?"

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Do you know who your father is?"

"I don't know, but I know what he looks like." Seeing that Tony still had an expression full of interest, Love pointed to himself, "If you look at me, you will know, my dad must be a little blonde with blue eyes Smash."

"puff--"

"Don't laugh, I thought I was a mutant and thought about the blue-eyed mutants I knew, and even thought my dad was Magneto at one point, but come to think of it, Magneto is over six feet tall, and his daughter is definitely five foot five More than an inch!" Love jumped twice angrily, "And I'm only over four feet now! No matter how I think about it, it's my little dwarf who blamed Dad!"

Speaking of the latter, Love pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Really, mom is obviously a fan of the captain, how could she find a little dwarf to give birth to me..."

The author has something to say: Please!Praise!one time!mine!cover!Do you have!Super cute!clatter!

Love's alien lineage must probably be traced back to the ancient times. Anyway, it was inherited after thousands of generations. I won't talk about it in detail later.

If the height is set, it is about 1.3 meters in the early four feet... It can be said to be very short x [It will probably not be tall in the future [Far Eye]

By the way, this is the first time I have seen such a great number of favorites