[Comprehensive British and American] Acacia Ancestor Transformation System

"Tony, you still have to continue your fighting training." Steve stood up straight, tugged at his slightly wet T-shirt, and said to Stark, who was lying down and unwilling to get up.

"Cap—you're a fighter, and I'm a genius!" Tony sat up halfway from the ground, "You can't take personal revenge just because Marshmallow and I planned to meet behind your back! Or do you want to try my palm cannon?"

Steve smiled, and walked towards Natasha who was holding the information in her hand at the door, turned around and said, "No, no matter what it is, at least it won't be behind my back."

"Oh, didn't someone just know that his boyfriend has been very busy recently?" Natasha teased, "You need to pay more attention to him, otherwise you will have problems!"

Steve took the tablet in her hand, snorted, and said with an expression that was too simple for you to think: "That's not a problem."

Stark wanted to say something else, but Steve looked up and shook his head: "No."

Stark opened his mouth.

Steve looked at him firmly: "Absolutely not."

Tony rolled his eyes, showing a helpless expression.He raised his hands at Natasha: "I quit! He's a clam! Close it, tight. I should bring some salt!"

Natasha raised her eyebrows, then leaned against the door frame, as if curiously asked: "It's not this problem, what's the problem?"

Something was wrong in Steve's heart. He looked at Natasha who was blocking the door, and at Stark who was sitting on the ground looking straight at him, and suddenly felt blessed.Putting down the tablet in his hand, he said speechlessly, "Are you serious?"

"That's why you suddenly worked so hard to practice duels with me?" Steve looked at Stark incredulously, "Put me here to satisfy your desire for gossip?"

Natasha looked indifferent: "Well, in fact, we are just the vanguard with huge expectations. Maybe you want to play a checkpoint game?"

"Who else……?"

"Um...someone who is green, someone with good eyes, someone who plays with a hammer?"

"Have you finished sweeping a stronghold... It's a bit too idle."

"Well, cap—even you, you have to allow the team members to have some private life in private, right?" Natasha smiled.

Steve looked back and forth between the two of them, and compromised: "This won't be a problem, because he promised me that he wouldn't hide anything from me anymore."

"Well, isn't this pretty good?" Natasha raised her eyebrows.

Steve looked at Natasha, and smiled subtly: "Yes, it's very good. He didn't play before, but now he cuts first and then plays. Maybe, I will know tonight or tomorrow morning that he is finally ready to leave the house At home and starting to learn fighting? Shooting? And computers?"

"I don't really understand, he always hated that. I tried to teach him a few tricks before, and he didn't like to move," said Steve, hesitating for a moment, "So...why suddenly learn this?"

Natasha oh, and then shrugged: "Maybe it's a whim? This troubles you, I didn't see that you are still narrow-minded, captain. After all, he still has his own life. Besides, you are hiding it from him, captain. There are many things, but there are many—"

Natasha looked at him meaningfully.

"No." He took a deep breath: "That's not a problem either."

"What's the problem?" Natasha lost her patience, and she asked directly, "cap—we all think that you are a bit old, and even Saul is better than you in dating. Maybe you don't adapt to the young people nowadays. How about lifestyle. We can give you some advice so that you can avoid detours."

I don't think you guys can give me advice.

Steve glanced at them a few times and sneered.Then he exhaled, and stuffed the tablet, which was used as a prop, but actually contained nothing, back into Natasha's hand.

"He is very cute and gentle. He has good cooking skills, he is very sweet and caring. He moved. In order not to reduce the time with him, I shared a room with him. Normally speaking, our relationship is almost nothing big. He is very good at making me happy, although sometimes...too skinny. And...too much sugar." Steve babbled to the end, frowning and whispering.

"But even then," Steve tilted his neck, "he still hates me touching him."

Natasha showed a surprised look, and Tony let out a weird "what".

"At first I thought it was just shyness, but then I realized that every time I got close to him, he seemed tense and really wanted to distance himself." Steve hesitated. Get closer to him and he'll look more relaxed."

"I think... he hates being touched."

"I'm worried that he has some psychological barriers because of some things. You also know that, except for that disappearance, he has never worn men's clothes until now. I don't want to embarrass him, so—"

In fact, when he recalls it now, he is a little afraid of that time when he didn't show up for a long time, and Chun Chang misunderstood and directly revealed all his thoughts to himself, which took a lot of pressure and cost.

If his abnormal coma was the price...just thinking about it in this direction, he would feel a dull pain in his heart.

He wants Chunchang to be happy because he likes himself, not pain.

Natasha looked at the melancholy Steve: "Don't tell me. You've moved in with him for so long, and you didn't even get a kiss."

"It's better than that. I just haven't dared to hug him until now."

Natasha fell silent.

Stark put his hand in the air, a little startled: "hug? You mean hug, right? It's the kind of lingering hug that requires a specific scene and a specific tool, not like you put your hand on his back, Kind of a hug with his hands on you, right?"

Steve picked his cheek and looked back at Stark: "The pure one, Tony."

"Oh, this is indeed a problem. And cap—this problem is definitely not a small one." Tony looked serious.

Steve didn't argue.

"Before looking for all the reasons why he is like this, one question. Cap, you don't have body odor, do you?" Tony asked puzzled.

Natasha smiled unkindly.

Steve rolled his eyes, then walked to the bathroom in the training room, ready to take a shower and let himself off work early today.Going back to be with Chun Chang, even if the mood will be painful and dull from time to time, at least it is much better than staying here.Each of them didn't want to think for themselves, they just wanted to watch the excitement.

"Cap—no kidding!" Natasha called him from behind, "You need to talk to him. No matter why he is like this, talk to him. Otherwise, your little circle will never be able to send it out."

Steve paused, then waved his hand to signal that he knew.

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The detached two-storey villa on a bad street in the residential area of ​​Brooklyn is quiet.The large living room on the first floor still inherits the style of a small apartment.Blankets of different colors, beanbags of various colors have increased in number, and candy boxes are placed everywhere as decorations.Except that the place is larger, the sofa is larger, there are more single sofas, and the large Persian-style carpet on the floor is also larger, there seems to be no big difference.

Yu Chunchang nestled in the light beige lazy sofa, with a colorful worm jelly in his mouth, his fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and then he squinted his eyes to call up files one after another.Strings of words reflected in the depths of his pupils, as if he saw something very dissatisfied, his lips pursed slightly. Two minutes later, he frowned, and his fingers flipped out afterimages on the keyboard. Half a minute later, he let go of his fingers and moved them.

2 minutes and 48 seconds.

Yu Chunchang closed his computer, ate the fudge, and stretched, revealing part of his white waistline.Ten seconds more than yesterday, yes.

S.H.I.E.L.D....formerly the Strategic Science Corps?Yu Chunchang raised his head and stared at the ceiling, his cheeks agitated slightly.

A weak chicken soldier who is willing to hand over his body to a German scientist for human experiments for the sake of the country?

Yu Chunchang sat up, crossed his legs, and snorted.

Those who have been frozen for 70 years, who have missed their lover and the world, still haven't learned how to be good.Yu Chunchang's eyes gradually darkened, unable to see his emotions clearly.

The Avengers?god?iron Man?agent?And a... Hulk?

Wiping the corners of his lips, Yu Chunchang pouted on the sofa and changed his position.He smiled cruelly as he recalled the strange group of people he "ran into" when he first returned to New York.The sports friends who work out together, the doctor Stark is familiar with, Natalie and her former colleagues, are very good, are they all clear about their own positioning...

Yu Chunchang shook his calf, really capable.Just thinking about it, there was movement at the door.

"boom--"

Merlin hurriedly slipped in from the door, leaned over the peephole of the door and looked outside.

Yu Chunchang withdrew his expression and lazy posture and looked at the thief-like Merlin, twitching the corners of his mouth.Young man, he really doesn't understand.He picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at his head.

Merlin turned his head and stared at the pillow, which was floating in the air, he stared, "Don't make trouble!" Then he continued to stare nervously at the door.

Yu Chunchang rolled his eyes, since the children at home, no, the old man's magic power has stabilized, and it's even more difficult to manage.

The upstairs door opened suddenly, and Sherlock ran out covered in smoke: "May—"

Merlin turned around and poured water on Sherlock mercilessly.

Yu Chunchang shrank his legs and looked at the water leaking down the stairs on the second floor: "Today you two are responsible for cleaning up the house. Upstairs and downstairs, every corner."

Sherlock wiped the water from his face, and said to Yu Chun who was nestled downstairs: "Don't say it, you seem to have cleaned it once."

Yu Chunchang reached for the soft candy bag next to him: "That's because you two have always been destroying the cleanliness and harmony of the home."

"And I'm the landlord," Yu Chunchang grinned, with a fake smile, "I have the final say."

Sherlock rushed down dissatisfied: "Then why doesn't your boyfriend clean?"

Yu Chunchang glanced up: "Are you talking nonsense?"

Sherlock snorted, looked at Merlin at the door, and smiled: "Okay."

He turned around to go back to the room, took a step around the door, and suddenly turned around and said loudly: "Oh, I forgot to mention it. Merlin! Thank you."

Merlin turned back and widened his eyes, showing an expression of how dare you betray me.

"Merlin. Aimer!" The low voice from the door broke in, like a irascible lion roaring, "Come out!"

Merlin showed a broken expression, leaning against the doorway: "That Arthur - calm down... let's talk."

"boom--"

"How do you want me to talk properly?! Are you kidding me!"

The door was knocked down by someone, and Merlin leaned against the door, looking sad, and turned to ask for help.

Yu Chunchang looked at Mei Lin as if he was watching a play while biting a candy, with a face that had nothing to do with him, or even worse, the words 'you have to suffer on your own' were written across his face.Sherlock upstairs showed a pure and innocent smile.

Merlin... this group of roommates who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement!

Cheerful Yu Chunchang moved his ears, paused his candy hand, jumped up from the sofa, picked up his own candy bag and skillfully rolled it into the box under the coffee table, stuffed it, and wiped his mouth.

Sherlock watched him mockingly, then glanced at his own smoking laboratory.After struggling for a while, I still slowly came down from upstairs.

Merlin showed a thankful expression, finally showing the expression of a useful person, but obviously he was too happy too early.

Harley's deep voice stopped at the door, followed by the sound of the garage door opening.

"... Pendragon?"

"...Mr. Rogers."

"Are you coming to see Merlin? Is there no one at home now? You follow me—"

Steve took the key and opened the door, stunned for a moment.Facing the door is Merlin who is trying to run upstairs, slightly to the left is Sherlock who is standing at the stairs and ready to go to the bathroom, and not far from the entrance is Yu Chunchang who seems to be ready to open the door for him.

"Someone..." It was still everyone.

Steve hesitated for a moment: "Well, you come in first."

Arthur put his hand in his pocket and stabbed the knife fiercely at Merlin who failed to escape. Merlin rubbed himself down from the stairs and raised his hand in embarrassment: "Hi, Arthur... Long time no see."

Steve put the key in the decorative bowl at the door, took off his shoes and looked at Yu Chunchang, asking what was going on.

Yu Chunchang shrugged: "Little young man, there is a conflict."

Merlin wished he could hold on to the handrail of the stairs and grow old forever. Is this contradictory? ?Before he opened his eyes, Arthur's queen was still presiding over the affairs of the entire kingdom for him in the palace.After opening his eyes, Arthur is going to pursue himself?He also kept saying that he was the one who provoked him first!

Can the two words of contradiction explain this clearly?ah! ?

Yu Chunchang rolled his eyes when he saw Mei Lin's look of lovelessness.When dementia occurs, it is silly to treat loyalty as a weapon and stalk others.It's even more stupid to be sober, to regard love as loyalty, and even look down on him.As for why Yu Chunchang is so sure...

If he really didn't like it, Arthur would have made up his mind a long time ago. How could two people who can know everything they think can hide it from each other?He didn't believe that Arthur was so proud that he would keep stalking someone who didn't like him at all.However, Merlin still looked like he wanted to refuse and welcome him. If he was Arthur, he would drag him into the room first and see if he, a great mage, would refuse or accept it.It's clear at a glance, and it's all right.

After complaining a lot in his heart, Yu Chunchang saw Steve coming in, so he shuffled his shoes and walked to the kitchen.No matter, no matter, I haven't said anything yet, and I still help them, hum.

One Sherlock, one Merlin, the right time and the right place, but it is awkward to compete with each other.And myself...

Yu Chun has a pursed mouth, can see but can't eat, and keeps a distance by pretending to be stupid.Every time he looked at Steve's puzzled look, he felt suffocated in his heart.

Steve looked at Yu Chunchang's back, took off his coat, and fell back and forth on his hands, thinking about something.Then he tossed his coat aside and made up his mind.

Merlin was finally dragged away by Arthur.As for the two who barely acted as parents, Yu Chunchang waved at Merlin with a smile on his face, while Steve persuaded Merlin to leave with a serious face as if the two of them quarreled and wanted to have a good talk.

Sherlock finished his meal like a war, and went back into his room.Steve looked at Yu Chunchang who was sitting across from him, rolling up the dishes on the plate with a fork, hesitating.

Yu Chunchang looked up at him suspiciously: "Huh? Don't you want to eat?"

Steve finally put down the fork in his hand and looked directly at Yu Chunchang: "Chunchang, I think we need to talk."

Yu Chunchang blinked his eyes, so... Sure enough, he still came.But he could bear it for so long... Yu Chunchang calculated the time in his heart, um, 57 days?

Oh, the highest record was broken—or did he underestimate how much Steve liked him when he didn't explain anything?

But Steve has always been very busy. He seems to be very busy recently. He must be looking for something.Judging from the information hacked from them, it is probably something left by a certain god in the atrium?

"Well, what do you want to talk about?" Yu Chunchang put down the tableware in his hand, looked at Steve, blinking his eyes, extraordinarily innocent and naive.

Steve looks him in the eyes, and for a moment reflexively wants to let it go as usual, as long as he's happy.It doesn't matter whether it's unspeakable or something else, I can wait for him to get ready.

But... still not, Natasha was right.It's really not good if it goes on like this.

"Chunchang——" Steve looked at Yu Chunchang, hesitant.

Yu Chunchang saw that being a good boy didn't work anymore, so he slightly suppressed his expression.Then he looked up at Steve seriously: "Well, Steve, I also have something to say to you."

Steve...huh?

"Let's go on a date tomorrow! I remember that every time you come back early, you will take a break." Yu Chunchang announced abruptly, "We haven't gone out alone for a while. Okay? I'll decide the location."

Steve looked at Yu Chun's long-awaited look and said no at all.Finally, he sighed in compromise, and gave up the idea of ​​destroying the atmosphere: "Okay, I'll be with you all day tomorrow. Huh?"

Yu Chunchang grinned a big smile, then forked the meat from his plate and brought it to Steve's mouth.

Steve stretched out his mouth and bit it, looking at Yu Chunchang's smiling face, he didn't want to say anything that might hurt him.He smiled, with a touch of melancholy wrapped around the corners of his lips, it's okay...

It's ok……

It's just that he doesn't want to have intimate contact with himself.

It's ok.