[Comprehensive] Daily life of superheroes

Coco opened the door with a big bag and a small bag.

Steve was trying to press the TV remote control with a toe, and he heard the movement upstairs from a distance, and went to the door to wait.

So when she came in, he was already there to greet her.

"Where's Stark?" Meituan saw that the puppet cat was not following her, and stretched her neck to look at the stairs.

"You don't need to look for it." Ke Ke closed the door with his backhand to block his view, put down the goods, and took out the limp and loveless Iron Man from one of the big cloth bags.

"Stark." Steve was amazed. Seeing that Tony went out for a trip, it seemed that he had shed several layers of skin, and he fiddled with his tail with his claws. "What's the situation?"

Coco Fu forehead: "Androgen."

The process was so messed up that it was unspeakable.

The black cat staring at the top of the shelf for a moment made Tony feel horrified.

The last time I had this kind of horror was when I found myself turned into a cat.

After a tense confrontation for a moment, he didn't move the enemy or move, which really consumed his patience.

He couldn't help but move his tail, unexpectedly, the potato chip bags piled up on his back rolled down.

Sao.

At this moment, the black cat threw down and landed in front of it, like a ghost.

The reason Tony didn't run away was because it was unusual to catch the cat so quickly.

It rolls on the ground.

While rolling, he made a strange snoring sound from his throat, like an infamous acrobat.

What are you playing.

The puppet cat finally got up to leave with contempt and boredom.

But as soon as he moved, the black cat rushed towards him so fast that he barely had time to react.

The fishy cat saliva gave Tony Stark a face.

Iron Man is silly there.

The black cat started growling hysterically...

The scene got out of control for a while, and the most terrible thing was that the black cat's weird behavior attracted two other motley cats of the same kind. After a while, the slobber and growl of one cat turned into three cats' mourning Broadway.

"Why is this happening?" Steve seemed to be listening to a fairy tale.

Just as Ke Ke was about to answer, the puppet cat stared wide-eyed: "Don't say it!"

Then he ran to the bathroom as if fleeing: "I want to take a bath, turn on the water!"

Coco couldn't hide the tiredness on his face: "Those are female cats. I couldn't bear the stimulation and became estrous to him in public."

Steve didn't take his meaningful eyes off Tony throughout dinner.

The iron man who suffered the great humiliation threw the bowl angrily, and rushed back to the room to sulk.

Steve wanted to laugh at first, but when he caught a glimpse of Ke Ke who was silent, his smile froze before his smile came out, thoughtful.

Coco tossed and turned this night and couldn't sleep.

Pushing the door out of the living room to pour hot water for a drink, she realized that she was not the only one who had a difficult night.

Silver tabby Mei Short sat on the window sill with her tail crossed, quietly bathing in the moonlight.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Coco said softly.

Mei short turned to look at her.

His gaze was very different from Tony's.

Gentle and polite, honest and harmless, maybe one day peeking at others taking a bath with this kind of eyes will not cause scolding.

He said, "You didn't sleep either."

Coco sat down on the sofa, the water in the glass was steaming.

She didn't take the initiative to answer, so he jumped out of the window and sat next to her.

"You have been restless since you came back this afternoon." The cat's big green eyes showed worry, "I wonder if something bad happened in the supermarket."

"No."

"Really not?"

"...the rescue plan has just begun." Keke panicked, "I'm afraid it will die young."

She lowered her head and sipped a little water, using the temperature of the water to soothe her restless emotions.

Steve was silent for a moment, and gently placed the cat's paw on her nightgown-covered leg.

"do you mind?"

Ke Ke was startled, and then understood his intentions, feeling warm: "If a grown-up man says this to me now, of course it won't work."

"Then I feel wronged and wronged to be a cat for a while."

Steve graciously climbed onto her lap and curled up into a fat curl.

It is not without reason that people like cats.

It's cold at night, if you can hug a soft and warm ball of plush and feel the thumping heartbeat in your small body, at least you won't feel so lonely.

"Since you know the Avengers, you must also know Loki." Steve said.

"Know a little." Coco thought, "Asgard's defected god."

"Loki's huge army descended from the sky, and that's like the real end of the world. Horrible monsters have never been seen before, and they can't be killed no matter how hard they are." The cat is not too difficult to accept. Even if it is caught again, there will always be a chance to fight back in the end, so that hope will not be lost.

"I'm just worried about your safety. Selfishly, you have no obligation to take so many risks for superheroes."

His concern is sincere, and every word comes from the heart.

The brown-haired witch listened quietly, the whirlpool that had been turbulent in her mind returned to calm, and her vision became clearer.

After he finished speaking, she leaned over and put the water glass on the small table, holding the cat's armpit with both hands, and picked up the dazed Captain America.

Ke Ke looked straight into his bright eyes: "I not only know Loki, but also your glorious deeds... body transformation and the like."

"The battlefield was so dangerous at that time, why did you go there?"

She threw the question to him, but didn't intend to wait for the answer, and continued: "Whatever you think, I think so too."

Steve guessed right.

In the afternoon, Tony was overwhelmed by cats in the supermarket, Ke Ke went to find him, but someone was waiting for him.

Pushing the trolley to the cat toiletries area, the man seemed to expect her to come, blocking the narrow aisle for one person.

"I'm sorry..." Keke had no time to be courteous, she apologized repeatedly and wanted to squeeze past, but the person blocking the way remained motionless.

She finally raised her head anxiously, and her eyes met. The blond man with tortoiseshell eyes had waited for a long time, and seeing her reaction as usual, Fang sighed: "Send the cat back."

Coco's face turned pale.

He knows her.

And her brain froze for a few seconds before she recognized him—the young man with explicit eyes at Mrs. Davis's dinner party.

Coco began to feel uneasy.

"Sorry, I don't understand you," she said.

"I doubt if you really..." He took a step forward, telling her that there was no way to retreat, and he could only press his back against the shelf.

Gray pupils stared at him without saying a word.

It is such an eye.

Clean and clear, one could see her alienation and guard against him at a glance.

He has never been hostile to her, but this chick is stubborn and stingy, and refuses to give even a word or a look.

The man accidentally reached out and took off her glasses.

Looking at flowers in the fog, you can't tell the truth from the fake, and you can still know that the moving beauty is not an illusion.

The glimpse that easily and silently captured his soul that night is still intoxicating to reappear at this moment.

However, I don't know that such a move really scared Ke Ke.

He remembered her face so well that he could even find her there quickly after she stole Tony Stark.

What exactly do you want to do.

The witch's heart was full of alarm bells, and she didn't know anything about the other party's details, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

He took off her glasses and lightly touched the skin on the side of her eyes with the back of his fingers.

The man's touch.

Like his breath, it was extremely hot.