[Comprehensive Yingmei] Very good, this is very Tom Su

episode28

"Are you... are you crying?"

Tong En was stunned, startled by the surprise in Steve's eyes, and subconsciously blinked, big and big tears suddenly filled his eyes and slid down his cheeks.Only then did she realize her gaffe, but she couldn't stop the car anymore.

"Hey...you...God...don't cry..."

Facing the crying girl, Steve felt like he was the Brooklyn kid from the 40s who was prone to stuttering and flustered in front of the opposite sex.His heart began to beat wildly, and he began to rummage through his trouser pockets. He rubbed his hands, and grabbed the corner of the denim jacket to stick his doll-like face. He seemed to feel that something was inappropriate, so he paused, and started directly. Clumsily and carefully wiped away the tears.

The cold and smooth touch is like a piece of translucent white jade, and at such a close distance, you can still see the faint purple bloodshot and blue blood vessels.Steve's breath hit Tong En's face, and she woke up a little.

"I'm sorry," she didn't know whether it was embarrassment or embarrassment, a suspicious flush appeared on her face, and she didn't know how to explain it under Steve's concerned gaze.

"It's okay, I should say I'm sorry, I made you cry... in a way that I don't know."

"No, no, it's not your fault. I don't know what's wrong. I just heard what you said, and I felt a...very complicated feeling in my heart," she grinned stupidly, but there was nothing wrong with her eyes. With a smile on his face, he teased himself lightly and said, "Damn it, I can't make an excuse to say that the wind and sand are too big to blind my eyes when I'm indoors. It's really embarrassing."

Steve stared straight at her, neither retreating nor dodging, for a long time, with lame brows, said softly:

"Tong En, don't laugh like that."

His seriousness puzzled Tong En, but Steve Rogers has this kind of magic power, which can make others obediently obey and understand his thoughts. Even Tong En himself didn't notice that the dull smile has long since disappeared. .

"No one asks you to pretend to be indifferent when you are sad, and laugh at yourself when you are embarrassed. You can say it, and no one will make fun of you because of this—at least I won't. So in the future, please, don't It's not good to smile like this," he couldn't help but say, "and I will feel very sad in my heart."

She shouldn't be looking like this.The girl who is full of vigor, emotional ups and downs, and the corners of her mouth and eyes are always up, should be smiling from the bottom of her heart. A pair of shallow pear dimples seem to be able to cover everything that is contained in her rich expression. The sweetness of words.

Such a sense of loss made Steve extremely reject the girl's forced smile just now, even now she opened her mouth wide because of shock and bewilderment, her eyes were round and dull, and she looked several times more pleasing than before. .

Tong En didn't know what to say. She grew up listening to the stories of Captain America. Even now, she still felt a sense of unreality when working with them. The subdued emotions surged again.

"Do you know, Steve, you have a kind of magical magic, like mind reading, you can easily touch the deepest and softest part of a person's heart, and I almost have a feeling that you see me through and understand me completely. A complete illusion."

As she said this, she tilted her head, and couldn't help reaching out to caress the corners of Steve's eyes, as if she wanted to seek certification in the blue and serene eyes, scrutinizing them so carefully.

Steve closed his eyes, feeling those little hands gently tracing on his eye sockets, the nails and fingertips were soft and itchy.

He grabbed her wrist and slowly opened his eyes: "That's not an illusion, I understand you."

“How come you see?”

"Based on the feeling, the look in your eyes, and the old man's years of experience, I trust my judgment."

"Oh! Lovely soldier...Let me think about it, an overly idealistic character, and experience of being frozen for more than 70 years, well, it is really convincing," she couldn't help joking, "Actually, you should Know more about me before making a conclusion, what if I am a sinister, cunning and heartless bad girl? Then it will be a slap in the face!"

Following Tong En's example, he tilted his head slightly and smiled softly: "It's not too late, have you forgotten? I'm a very good student. I'm all ears to your story."

It was the first time for Tong En to see Captain America like this, relaxed and indifferent, like a big boy next door. After being surprised, his smile became even brighter.

"But I haven't figured out where to start."

"It doesn't matter, Tong En Spano's story, only and always depends on Tong En Spano."

This sentence made her dazed again, recalling the past, she couldn't help but be fascinated by the future.

Without a direct response, she bent down and fiddled with the huge strips of Alaskan salmon in the fresh food area-this is a top-quality fresh ingredient that is only sold to high-end restaurants and private banquets in a daily limit. Delivered to Stark Mansion.

"You know, some things never get tired of and never go out of style."

"for example?"

She struggled to hug the extremely slender one, with its silver-white belly facing Steve, beckoning him to take it with her eyes, showing a hint of narrowness in her eyes.

"Love, food, justice, kindness, and you."

Steve leaned over, and before he could recall her words, or even throw it into the cart, a faint scent of perfume hit him, and then he felt someone lightly peck on his cheek.

For him, the speed of ordinary people was really too slow, but he didn't know whether he was defenseless against the little girl or her aura was too provocative, but he didn't react at all.

The frozen salmon in his arms suddenly dropped from his hand and fell on his feet.

"ouch!" Steve yelled suddenly, moved his feet, and quickly picked it up again.

"...and flirting with the guys. watdle learn, soldier."

The girl in front of her was full of a mischievous smile, her teeth were bared, and she did not forget to wink, for fear that he would not be embarrassed enough.

He only felt that his face was burning hot, his head was burning hot, and he couldn't think at all, as if he was a young man in his early twenties.But that was only for a moment, and then he quickly regained his composure. He avoided Tong En's gaze, pushed the car and continued to move forward quickly, with the wind blowing under his feet.

"ilearned...nothing."

Tong En couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into a "puchi" laugh. Didn't it mean that the captain once had a romantic interest?Why are you still so dull.

This old antique really can't stand a little teasing and tossing, but it's much more interesting than those veterans in love.

She finally understands why Tony always likes to make jokes in front of Steve, his complicated expression that was full of emotions but unable to complain just now is not too cute.

Just taking a nickname and casually teasing conservative and rigid old people is already Tony's domain, there is nothing new, and this kind of getting along is more fun.

Tong En Spano felt that he had just unlocked the strategy plan for the hidden copy of "Glory of Aegis".

……oh!She really is a bad girl.

Tong En's purchase list is complicated and detailed. Except for frozen fresh products that need to be delivered to the door, almost everything else can be stuffed into the car. There are many snacks and sparkling wine. Steve turned his head and looked at the pile. In the back seat, I couldn't help frowning: "You want to take care of the kitchen, decoration, and part-time lighting engineer?"

"No, it's the Avengers who take care of the kitchen, decorations, all of these," Tong En said without squinting, turned left into the one-way street, and replied, "Tony has seen too many kinds of parties, there is nothing new about being drunk and dreaming." Yes, I want to give him a different party, a typical Avengers style, which has nothing to do with individualism. If nothing else, it can also increase the publicity effect and public opinion momentum for the Stark Group."

He was a little stunned: "Typical... Avenger style? And it still has such an effect. When did you think of it, and you actually have a plan."

"From the moment you told me that young people are needed to appear on the stage. How do you do public relations without this ability?" Tong En turned his face to the side and smiled confidently at him.He immediately understood that Ms. Wrench, who was usually good at decathlon, had a lot of talk, and could clean up all kinds of messes, was back, so he couldn't help but also laughed.

"I just admire how confident and arrogant you are."

Tong En was praised by American Idol, and it would be a lie to say that she is not flattering. She laughed wildly, and while stopping at a red light, she freed her hand to punch Steve, but was inadvertently caught by other things. Attracted, he looked over his shoulder and looked out of the window, a little lost in thought.

It wasn't until Steve spoke that she suddenly understood, smiled apologetically, and explained: "I'm sorry, that man just managed to attract my attention."

She paused, and seemed to deliberately lower her voice, with some mystery: "Look at him and you will know how normal, kind, and cute female driver I am. The point is——I haven't lost my mind."

He was puzzled, and looked in the direction Tong En pointed. There was also a black and yellow sports car parked in front of the white line beside him. The young driver was thumping the steering wheel vigorously, with a little anger on his face, muttering something :

"Listen, this date is very important, I will drive my baby to the port pier to watch the sunset, then take a drive around the mountain road, have dinner, and finally send her home... You have a great responsibility, please control Get rid of your own bad habits, don't turn off the engine, don't spray antifreeze, don't lock us out of the car, understand?

"Oh, for God's sake, show me something please!"

The man landed his last punch and buried his head in front of the dashboard in despair, helpless.

Steve moved his eyes to Tong En who was smiling and watching the show, and felt a little puzzled: "Isn't he... talking to the car?"

"Maybe. I've never seen a person ask a question in the second person while talking to himself. It's 'too rich' to give a machine emotion... What a freak, isn't it?"

"language, girl." (Pay attention to your choice of words.)

She couldn't help but find it funny: "Isn't it appropriate? You don't think it's appropriate, maybe because you haven't heard any more insulting words." As she spoke, her tone became serious, completely inconsistent with the disapproval in her words.

Steve lowered his gaze, looked her into his eyes, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Trust me, I've heard worse."

The four eyes met, and no one gave the slightest concession.

Tong En suddenly lowered his head, brushed the broken hair by his ear, and laughed softly, which was as sweet as a silver bell, and the atmosphere eased a little.

"What are you talking about? I really shouldn't bring up this topic. It feels like we are comparing each other."

"Are you miserable?" Steve raised his eyebrows, with surprise and obvious doubt in his voice.

"Am I not miserable?" she asked back.

"It's not good to be so pessimistic at such a young age, child." He gave him a reproachful look and said seriously.

Tong En lowered her eyes and smiled resentfully.I really shouldn't have said this to the most inspirational man in America. Their feelings may have something in common, but their personal experiences are very different, and it is only natural that they will go in opposite directions.

Maybe the previous feeling is just the resonance of the common parts intertwined.

On the noisy summer streets, the bustling flow of people, the conversation gradually drowned out the conversation between the two people in the car, and also drowned out the relaxed jazz music on the radio of the sports car around them, with hoarse jumps, frequency changes, different songs, radio, male voice , The female voice put together a few words, which made the young man turn around suddenly, with a hint of disbelief.

"Hey, miss!" Tong En and Steve suddenly heard someone say this from the car window, "Your car is not bad."

The man raised his eyebrows pretending to be calm, whistled, and coughed slightly dryly, like a shy teenager on the side of the road who mustered up the courage to ask the goddess for contact information, which obviously didn't match his actual age.

Neither of them expected such a thing to happen. You must know that he was still secretly discussing the person involved a few seconds ago. Seeing that he was talking to himself, Tong En was a little at a loss. He looked at Steve and hesitated. Say, "Uh...thanks?"

"My name is Sam, Sam Witwicky, and this is my favorite car. It's old, but it still looks good. Your car is also very good. The front is a piece of art. It looks like it was made by someone who knows cars. The choice... ahem, yes...you know what? It would be a good idea for us to get to know each other, maybe, exchange phone numbers or something."

"Young man, I don't think this is a good time to strike up a conversation." Steve frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

Sam was speechless and could only stare at them blankly, secretly annoyed.

"Kathy Jones, nice to meet you," she glanced at the red light flashing, she smiled politely at Sam under Steve's surprised eyes, and secretly pushed hard, kicking the oil out, "So goodbye by fate .”

If you can find me again, she added silently in her heart, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and accelerated again.

"Since you have already planned to leave, there is no need to give him a false name."

"If I don't say something to distract my attention, I'm afraid he will memorize my license plate number just now, and it will be troublesome, and my family details will be checked out. But now he only remembers, driving a red car The girl from Aston Martin is Kathy Jones, and that's half the battle."

She paused, and added half-jokingly: "Every child likes April O'Neill and her justice partners. KC is much more popular than April."

It's the common sense of faults again... He nodded, pretending to understand, and took over the conversation: "You are very shrewd about this."

"It's nothing but getting used to self-protection, but this guy still managed to scare me." Tong En replied calmly.

Steve frowned again, as if complaining: "Are young people so bold now? They dare to strike up a conversation just in the car. It's a pity that the method is too bad, and no one in our era used it like that."

She laughed dumbly: "Please, can't you see? He is obviously much more interested in my car than I am! He didn't come to strike up a conversation with me at all... But I would be curious, since my car is not bad, why? Will show such naked/naked/naked...interest?"

Yeah?Steve hesitated.All he saw was that the kid deliberately had nothing to say in front of Tong En.

"Maybe so, after all, your car is too eye-catching."

It's really weird that Tony's favorite styles can be understated... These two people even have the same taste, my God, two showy children who love high-key luxury style.It was only then that he realized that no matter how repressed and simple he was, the nature and desire in his bones could not be concealed after all.

"Who knows, just get rid of him. My baby can't be followed by any kind of car."

While swiping her card to activate the underground parking garage of the building, she said, the corners of her mouth almost turned up with pride, completely oblivious to the eye-catching black and yellow Chevrolet sports car parked at the intersection a few hundred meters away.

The young man who called himself Sam Witwick stared closely at the gorgeous turn of the Aston Martin dbs, drove into the ground, and gradually disappeared from sight, and hesitantly opened his mouth, as if talking to himself: "Are you sure, brother ? It looks... It's normal. Seeing us, there is no reaction."

The radio frequency band became disordered again, and the noise connected several familiar words together again:

"that's...one...ofus..."

His blue eyes gradually sank.