Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

"Forget it... Let's go shopping in a few days and see what we can buy for Severus." An Chunzhi thought for a long time, and decided with a headache.

For a potion master, ordinary potion ingredients might not be able to catch his eye.An Chunzhi and Steve couldn't buy rare materials with their financial resources, and clothes and the like were too close, so it seemed a bit ambiguous to send them as a brother's boyfriend.

If it's An Chunzhi himself, then it's easy.Whether it's cooking a meal or buying some small items like clothes or shampoo for Severus... Steve doesn't want to send ordinary courtesy items, which is a headache.

Imagine if it was Steve who sent Severus shampoo - the same smell wafting from boyfriend and brother every day?Captain America x Potions Professor? ?

An Chunzhi's expression suddenly became subtle.

—Definitely not, definitely not.

Obviously a good afternoon.The sunlight was just right, and it shone into the room dimly through the half-covered curtains. The two stood close to each other by the bed, their postures were ambiguous, but they were both frowning and thinking hard.

"Then let's do it." Steve's voice was hoarse and paused.He also suddenly realized that their current posture and location were inappropriate, but Ann in his arms didn't seem to notice, so he could only maintain a tight hugging posture stiffly, not daring to move.

The black hair was right next to his ear, so close that Steve could see Ann's neck without even looking down.The young man's side face was gentle and handsome, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his brows were almost wrinkled as he thought about it in distress.

This troubled look also made Steve's heart skip a beat.

Thinking back... ever since they got together, it seemed like every kiss was initiated by Ann.He always worries about some things and makes his movements passive and slow. Does Ann feel that he is cold?

"...!"

——An Chunzhi was still immersed in his thoughts, and was caught off guard by Steve's kiss.A hand gently supported the back of his head, the blond man's lips were soft and dry, the blue eyes staring at him seemed to be full of stars, and there was that gentle and familiar atmosphere all around.

The kiss was fleeting, Steve quickly let go of him, turned his eyes away and tried to show a natural look, the ears were flushed, but the lips after the kiss were still that beautiful color.

Cut the masculinity!

An Chunzhi admired it affirmatively in his heart.

He didn't know how to describe this beautiful color, and he hadn't seen what color the "boy-cutting" color that girls often discussed was, but now he really thinks that Steve deserves the title.

Regardless of whether he has won others, at least he is fascinated.

Maybe this is an opportunity?After all, now that he's an adult, Steve shouldn't...resist any closer behavior?

An Chun's heart skipped a beat.

He cleared his throat slightly, and warned the system in his heart, embarrassed: "Don't talk for a while, don't look at anything!"

"Who wants to see you?!"

The system sounded a little annoyed and jealous, and said viciously, "I'm going to sleep! I'll give you two hours at most, and I'll be back in two hours. Remember! Be sure to be below! And lock the door!"

An Chunzhiteng's cheeks flushed all at once, and he urged the system in embarrassment and embarrassment: "What do you think I want to do?! How could it take so long for two hours! Hurry up and go."

The system was still muttering something unconvinced, "The child is too big to stay", and the voice gradually disappeared.Only then did the heat on An Chunzhi's cheek subside a little.

He raised his eyelids hesitantly, and saw the blond man raised his right hand, as if he wanted to touch his side face, but he was very restrained, and there was a fiery brilliance in the blue eyes staring at him that hadn't been there before.

An Chunzhi hugged Steve's shoulder happily, tugged on his uniform unceremoniously, and then proactively kissed the man's collarbone—the beautiful and sexy collarbone was usually carefully covered by Steve. Under the uniform, it makes people feel itchy. An Chunzhi has been thinking about it for a long time.

Steve's chest rose and fell, and the skin where Ann kissed was a little tight. He put his hands on the young man's back, hesitated for a moment, and responded by hugging his beloved tightly.

——Although Steve has not experienced what happened next, he has learned a lot about his sexual orientation before.

The last step can't be done today, but the others...

The sky gradually darkened.

The Winter Soldier sat calmly on the stairs on the first floor of the store, hugging his quilt and the little white cat sleeping in a ball in the soft quilt, the old god was listening.

Sherlock fell on the recliner and pretended to close his eyes to rest. The store didn't open, only the sound of the TV program was playing, and the fading light came in through the large glass windows.

Strange, with a dark face and hugging his shoulders, paced back and forth in the shop a little impatiently, asking impatiently, "When will they come down?"

"I have to contact the engineering team tomorrow to repair the room on the second floor." Sherlock's lazy voice gloated and added maliciously.

"I'm not in a hurry." The Winter Soldier sat on the steps and signaled that he was patient enough, with a somewhat relieved expression on his face.

He was happy to find a girlfriend for Steve when he was a child, but it was a pity that Steve was very thin at that time, and girls never paid much attention to his little brother.Then Steve became famous and handsome, and he worried that none of the women really liked Steve.Unexpectedly, Steve found himself a boyfriend now, and finally tasted the wonderful privileges of being an adult, and he felt unspeakably gratified.

"But I'm hungry." Strange emphasized this sentence unhappily.

"I won't cook for you when you settle down, Stephen." Sherlock showed a perfect smirk, sat up and reminded him 'kindly'.

Strange's distressed expression sank.

"—Maybe he won't come down at all." Sherlock suddenly stopped smiling, and quickly made up the knife.

"Who is not coming down?" A familiar voice suddenly broke into their conversation.It was An Chunzhi and Steve who stood at the stairs on the second floor and looked at them curiously.

"It's nothing." Sherlock's expression changed, and he lay down resolutely as soon as he turned over, wisely staying out of the matter.

Strange's eyes were instantly sharp as a knife, and together with the Winter Soldier who stood up curiously, he looked up and down the two of them.

Both of them were neatly dressed, their hair wasn't messy, and their faces were normal, as if nothing had happened just now—but if he was deaf, I'm afraid he would believe this.

Strange's suspicious eyes immediately turned from the black-haired young man's white and clean neck to Captain America in uniform beside him.

As we all know, the collar of Captain America's uniform is very high and the fabric is thick, so it is impossible to see whether there is anything wrong with him.

Seeing his expression, Steve was also a little unnatural, and looked away awkwardly.An, who was next to him, seemed to have thought of something, with a smile on his face, his expression was very calm and composed, and he felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

"...!" Strange's expression changed drastically, and he glanced between An Chunzhi and Steve in shock.

No...is that what he thinks?

Could it be that the one who acted so wildly was actually Ann, and Captain America was the——? !

It's not unreasonable to think about it this way. After all, if An Yi uses Ultraman's power in a hurry, no one can resist it. Otherwise, how would the Winter Soldier be captured?It's just really hard for the captain.

Strange secretly glanced at Captain America's legs - under the wrapping of the uniform, he could only see his legs were smooth and his muscles were extremely explosive, and it was impossible to see if there were any bruises or bruises on them .Strange's eyes turned up subconsciously, and he met the suspicious Captain America's eyes.

He bit the bullet and coughed, only feeling a chill down his back, and didn't dare to continue to speculate.

Suddenly there was a dull but clear knocking sound at the door, and a group of people looked sideways.

"Bang bang."

Two more unhurried sounds.

"Who is it?" An Chunzhi walked down the stairs and asked with a raised voice.

No one answered the door, there was still a knock on the door.

Because the store was not open today, the rolling door outside the glass door was also pulled down.Now it is obvious that someone is knocking persistently through the rolling door.

Strange and Sherlock exchanged glances, and met Steve and Ann in a tacit understanding.

Strange walked over cautiously, ready to open the shop.

Now the one with the highest force value in this store is An, but the method is varied, and the one with rich experience is Doctor Strange.

The Winter Soldier also became vigilant, put down the little white cat, and approached the store from left to right with Steve tacitly, ready to help at any time.

The rolling shutter door was lifted up by Doctor Strange with one hand, making a harsh rattling sound, and the bell on the door made a crisp sound because the glass door was pushed open.

Before anyone could be seen, the tip of a black umbrella had already come in first.

Mycroft Holmes walked in gracefully, and was about to speak with a half-smile, but was stunned for a moment when he looked at Strange who had opened the door.

Strange realized something, and his expression subtly changed almost at the same time.

He tightened his jaw, showing a cold expression with a unique aura, and looked at Mycroft lightly - this expression is exactly Sherlock's usual appearance, and Strange has won the essence of him !

An Chunzhi almost yelled for him in an instant.

Steve next to him subconsciously glanced at Sherlock behind the counter—that figure was gone.

Apparently they all realized in a blink of an eye that this was a great opportunity to mess with McCaw.

"Sherlock, I haven't seen you for two years. I didn't expect you to be older than me." Mycroft just froze for a moment, then said teasingly.

Before Strange could reply, the tip of the black umbrella in Mycroft's hand suddenly touched the man's throat the next moment, and his tone became cold:

"Did you think I would say that?"

Contrasts are usually the result of a sudden shift in two very different reactions, as is the case with Mycroft now.

He has always given the impression that he is sure of success, and he has the air of a standard British gentleman from top to bottom.But suddenly the man's casual expression became stern and sharp, like a knife drawn out of its sheath.He stared at Strange sharply, with rare real emotions on his face.He was very concerned about Sherlock's serious questioning:

"Where is Sherlock? Why have you become like him?"

Fooled Mycroft?

An Chunzhi felt happy.Strange didn't move either, as if he was really being held hostage, he hesitated to speak with a look of embarrassment.

The atmosphere in the store was deadlocked.

However, McCoff put down the black umbrella leisurely, and the several black suits behind him also slowly put down the guns they held in their hands.

Mycroft scanned the store with his eyes, and smiled unhurriedly: "Sherlock, is this what you want to see?"

"The sitcom is over, it's time to go back with me." He paused with the tip of his umbrella, expressing a meaningful gesture.

"I still didn't hide it from the past." An Chunzhi sighed, feeling a little regretful.

This is also normal, after all, Mycroft's reasoning and observation ability is stronger than Sherlock's.

But there was still no sign of Sherlock in the store.

Mycroft looked around a few times, then walked over and looked in from the top of the counter - he immediately saw Sherlock with a long face, sitting cross-legged on the counter floor reluctantly.

——Sherlock held his head in one hand and didn't look at Mycroft. He looked sulking like an awkward child, very childish.

"Sherlock said he would stay for a while longer." An Chunzhi said quickly, hinting to Sherlock not to be depressed.

——Although Strange failed, isn't there still such a "fool" as him?