[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

In the middle of the night, the clouds in the sky were blown away by the autumn wind, leaving only the crescent moon hanging high in the sky like a sickle.The colder temperature at night makes the sound of biological activities such as animals and insects no longer in the forest, only the rustling of dead leaves being blown constantly, making this place look particularly bleak.

Even if the lights are turned off, the wooden house hidden in the forest is still illuminated by the beautiful moonlight.The soft light like water covers the curtains, looking at the city from inside the house, it seems that the curtains are glowing with fluorescence.

The little fox huddled in the quilt, wrapping itself tightly.She lay flat on the inner side of the bed, feeling the man beside her staring at her in a daze.

Strange, why is she lying on the bed?Even stranger was why Steve was lying on her bed too!They were clearly standing at the door talking just now, when did they go to bed together!

In a daze, he was abducted to bed by Steve who had turned on the poor little mode, and the little fox was a little bit confused at the moment.

"Can't sleep?" Steve was lying on his side, his head propped on one hand, smiling at the little fox with round eyes looking at the ceiling.

He knew what she was worried about. It was nothing more than the fear that if he climbed into bed, he would make more demands and eventually develop into an unmanageable situation.Well, he admitted that that was indeed what he expected in his heart, and he did consider the possibility of seducing success after making a move.But she is obviously unwilling now.

Bucky also told him before he left, don't act rashly, otherwise it will be sex. So what if the seduction succeeds once?Afterwards it's likely to cause fox to resist his closeness even more in order not to let something happen again.

Whether she's resisting him so she can't have anything to do with him, or resisting him because of some cheesy talk, Steve pursed his lips, clenching and opening his fingers... now it's not a warning when.

Bucky is right, now is to endure.

Hearing Steve's words, the little fox looked up at him: "Well..."

Steve guessed right, the little fox really couldn't sleep right now.

"If you can't sleep, why don't we chat?" Steve raised his hand to comb the hair sticking to the little fox's cheek.

"What do you want to talk about?" The little fox turned sideways and moved in.What can the two of them talk about?With that kind of ex-relationship, if the two of them chat, they will inevitably touch on the past.But she doesn't like to mention the past, because it is very likely to be struck by thunder.

"Let's talk about what happened when you were still living in the mountains." Steve put his hand down and put it on the little fox's waist through the quilt: "You basically know everything about me from childhood to adulthood, but what happened to you before I don't know yet."

Unexpectedly, Steve didn't mention the relationship between the two, but instead asked about her life earlier.The little fox's expression was relaxed for a few seconds, and he sighed in his heart: "Speaking of which, I haven't recalled the past for a long time."

"Then let's recall it now." Steve asked curiously: "Did you live in the form of a fox when you were in the mountains?"

"Well, most of them live in animal form." The little fox bent his eyebrows and smiled cutely: "You know, in the forest, animal form is much more convenient than human beings."

"Indeed." Steve nodded in agreement: "Then what do you usually do?"

"Well..." The little fox hummed and recalled his previous life: "Sometimes I would hunt with the wolf demon, or learn about human society with the snake spirit, and brew wine with the butterfly spirit, or with the black bear spirit. To steal honey."

"Wolf, snake, butterfly, black bear?" Steve raised his eyebrows, thinking that these ordinary animals could practice cultivation and become human, he still had a feeling of surprise in his heart: "Where are they now? I've never seen them come to see you."

They are in another time and space... Sigh, I suddenly miss them a little bit, but she dare not go back, there is Long Aotian there!

"They may have retreated, and the goblins have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years, so it's normal not to come to me." Actually not, their small group is basically an alternative in the valley.While the other goblins are cultivating desperately and want to become gods and saints, they live a very leisurely life every day.If there are other goblins complaining about them, they will have a set of rhetoric called "Going with the flow is the best way to cultivate nature" to refute them.In fact, the real reason is that they are lazy, have no ambitions, seek pleasure, and muddle along.

Thinking about it this way, they seem really useless... The little fox couldn't help grinning amusedly: "At that time we were the most famous combination in the valley."

"What combination?" Steve moved slightly to the little fox's side, and asked in a low voice.

"Waste material five demon group." The little fox didn't hide it, and told Steve openly.

"Waste material?" Steve couldn't help chuckling: "You are so powerful, why did you name this combination?"

"Excellent?" The little fox shook his head: "My strength is basically the last in our valley."

"You're the last one, so how powerful are your other goblins?" Steve exclaimed.

"Let me tell you, in our ravine..." The little fox's eyes lit up slightly, talking about his family affairs as if Peter possessed him.

The autumn wind outside the window still hasn't stopped, and the sound of the wind is transmitted to the house through the window, making a whining sound, which makes the house warm and cozy, full of sense of security.

Talking about what happened to me a long time ago, when I was excited, I just climbed out of the bed, bounced and gestured, exhausted countless physical strength, and the little fox who suddenly calmed down was instantly overwhelmed by exhaustion.She sat on the bed and yawned, so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

"Sleep if you're sleepy." After learning about the little fox's past, Steve, who was satisfied after listening to the book, reached out and hugged the girl's wobbly body in a good mood: "There is still a lot of time to talk about it in the future, don't worry about it." Finish everything in a hurry." He stroked her hair gently, and whispered in her ear.

"En..." The man's firm and warm chest felt very secure, and his gentle and pleasant voice rang in his ears, making the tired little fox even more sleepy: "Then I will tell you next time." ’” she muttered vaguely.

"Okay." Steve knelt on the bed, lifted the little fox with one hand, lifted the quilt with the other hand, and then lay down with her in his arms: "Go to sleep." He kissed her forehead lightly .

"You...don't sleep in my quilt." The little fox said weakly while resisting the sleep god's call.

"Okay, I'll be out in a while." Steve gently stroked the little fox's cheek: "After the goodnight kiss."

The thin lips that kissed the girl's forehead slowly moved down, exhaled hot air, and sprayed on her eyebrows and eyes, making her have to close her eyes, and couldn't bear the drowsiness even more.

"Just... just one." The little fox said in a confused way.

"Okay, just one." Steve responded softly, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and kissed her eyes.

Men just kiss lightly, without any other color.As if kissing his precious baby, from the eyelids to the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and to the cheek.

"Just one if it's agreed!" Feeling the kisses falling on the cheeks, the little fox forcefully complained of dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, just one." Steve smiled gently as if coaxing a child, he leaned against her side and stopped her back and gently patted: "Just one, okay?"

"Well..." The little fox nestled in Steve's warm arms and drowsy.

"Just one." Steve lowered his voice, and slowly pressed the little fox's lips.

"Well..." The whole body was surrounded by the man's warm temperature, and the strength of the little fox's whole body seemed to be dissipated.She was hugged by Steve as if she was boneless, and she was a little too lazy to resist when her chin was picked up by her index finger and thumb.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman are ambiguously squeezed together under a quilt, and the two are warmly together, their lips and teeth are attached, feeling each other's breath.

The long legs in pajama pants stretched out from under the quilt, and kicked the empty quilt next to it to the bed without hesitation.

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After sleeping overnight in the arms of high-quality rations with golden energy, the little fox can be said to be full of energy when he wakes up the next day.But... I agreed not to sleep with him!At the beginning, it was okay to be coaxed to bed in a daze, but later on, he still slept under a quilt.The little fox sat on the edge of the bed with one hand on his forehead, feeling a deep sense of self-disgust for his behavior of always slapping himself in the face.

It's really shameful to keep saying you want to protect your integrity, but you do stupid things when you get confused!

Whoa!

The wind from the window blows into the house, blowing off the note on the bedside table.The flimsy paper fluttered and finally landed at the little fox's feet.

She possessed and picked it up, and found that it was a message written by Steve when he left.

There are fried dumplings in the microwave oven, the time has been set, just press the switch, and you can take it out when you hear a ding. - Steve.

Fried dumplings, fried dumplings, fried dumplings, fried dumplings! ! !

The little fox instantly clenched the note in his hand, turned over happily and jumped off the bed, and ran out of the bedroom.

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On the other side, Steve, who left the forest and returned to New York, changed his clothes again, practiced his expression in front of the mirror, and then went to Stark Tower in a depressed mood.At this time, the top floor of Stark Tower was empty, only Jarvis' mechanical and gentlemanly voice welcomed him.

Recently, because there is still nothing to be learned about the whereabouts of the little fox, gradually, the short-term alliance between Tony and others tends to disintegrate.The boys Peter and Harry had stopped coming to the mansion, and Steve hadn't been in for a few days because of his 'depression'.Going up to the top floor again, he felt like he hadn't seen it for a long time, as if he had been away from here for several years.

"Where's Tony?" Steve asked as he walked in.

"In the lab," Jarvis replied.

Steve nodded, turned around and walked towards the research room.

"Mr. Rogers, sir does not want you to go to the laboratory for the time being." Jarvis tactfully expressed that the laboratory is no longer open to others.

Steve was stunned: "Why?" Stark Tower never had any forbidden places for them before.

"This is sir's order." Jarvis did not answer Steve's question.

Steve frowned, looked at the closed door of the research room, and finally returned to the sofa area: "May I know what kind of research he is doing?" To Tony, the little foxes were all missing, how could he Still thinking about doing research?

"It's about the study of space," Jarvis replied.

space?Steve looked down and thought about it.Could it be that they are researching a device to go to God's Domain?That's right, the chances of using the staff to lure Loki to the atrium, and then breaking in while he opened the Rainbow Bridge are too small.Although he didn't want to admit it, it was impossible for Loki and Thor to fight together, after all, they were gods.It is safer to research a device and break through space to sneak into God's Domain secretly.

It's just that he is doomed to be a white job, because fox is not in God's Domain at all.

At this time, Tony, who is a 'white worker', is sitting on a chair in the research room and watching Steve on the screen.He leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his legs on the edge of the workbench, his caramel-colored eyes were calm and focused.

"He seems to be in good spirits," Tony said.

"Yes, according to the analysis of the scanned body data, Rogers' physical condition is also very good." Jarvis showed Steve's various data on the screen on the other side.

"Well, I really deserve to be the captain." Tony smiled softly: "If only I can still be in such a good mental and physical state after many days of drinking."

"Mr. Rogers has a special body," Jarvis reminded.

"Would the serum do that?" He'd never heard his father say that, and Tony leaned his head back against the back of the chair.

"That possibility is not ruled out," Jarvis replied.

"That means there is another possibility."

"Yes."

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wild in the forest

The little fox left the hut and ran into the forest to see if there were any small animals to hunt.

Although Steve prepared the food for several days when he left, and the taste was very good, it was not freshly cooked after all.Take it out of the refrigerator and heat it in the microwave oven. The final taste is still a little bit discounted. After two days of eating, she wants to change the taste.

Occasionally, in order to satisfy her appetite, she would change her laziness by herself.

Going into the woods and struggling all morning, the little fox finally hunted a wild rabbit and ran back to the cabin excitedly, grabbing his little ears.

There will be delicious roasted rabbit meat ready to eat!yay...huh?

The little fox stood by the wooden house, staring blankly at the black car at the door.