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

"..."

Sherlock looked at the camera with a perfect smile on his face.His lips and teeth barely moved, but his calm voice reached An Chunzhi just right, "Boss An, I don't think this is a good idea."

"Don't talk - do you think this posture can bring out our close relationship? Or is it better to say that the one holding your shoulder just now?" An Chunzhi didn't listen at all, and asked by himself.

He set the phone to delay taking pictures, then retreated to Sherlock again, and only after getting closer did he show a bright smile, making a comparison with the old-fashioned scissorhands.

The screen freezes.

In the background is an elegant and expensive restaurant, most of the shots are all kinds of delicacies on the table, it seems that this is a pure food photo.

But the two people sitting side by side behind the table exposed the sinister intentions of the person who took the photo.

The handsome young man with black hair and black eyes smiled happily at the camera, while the curly brown-haired young man next to him had a smile on his face, with disgust in his eyes.However, the distance between the two people is very close, which makes people feel that they are a good match, and the picture is eye-catching.

Hmm... It seems that they are close, rather than ambiguous.

An Chunzhi frowned and looked at the photo, hesitated for a while before uttering a word critically, "The expression is not sincere."

The top of his shaggy black hair was so close to Sherlock's face that it dangled right under his eyes.Although the smell on his body is light and pleasant, in Sherlock's opinion, he is not as used to the chocolate-like smell on Watson's body.

They've been sitting in this store for almost half an hour just to take this damn photo.This seriously exceeded the detective's estimate of time utilization.

Sherlock endured it again, but couldn't take it anymore.

As soon as he put away his disgusted smile, the powerful aura of the big detective came online instantly, and said impatiently: "If you quarrel with your boyfriend, just settle it—it's really stupid to use this method."

"Boyfriend?" An Chunzhi was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone, he frowned even tighter and retorted, "The boxing coach is just my friend—the only good friend."

Without raising Sherlock's eyelids, a series of fluent words burst out quickly from his lips: "Run together every morning, share three meals together, and enjoy Nirvana's songs together. We just made an appointment to watch Star Wars at the cinema the day before yesterday, except You won't contact during working hours, and you are all tired of being together, you even have the same bath time, so you tell me that he is not your boyfriend?"

"I—" An Chunzhi was stunned and a little embarrassed.

Although he knows that Sherlock Holmes can see through a person at a glance, many secrets are not a thing to Holmes.But he didn't expect that it would be his turn to be analyzed so soon.

And he was really curious about these things—how on earth did Holmes know these things? !

"Can I ask about your reasoning?" An Chunzhi reluctantly asked, "Because I'm always playing with my phone? Am I talking to myself? Or did you crack the network and see the chat records? I know everything about going to the movies—I've already thrown away the ticket."

"But I do know." Sherlock clasped his fingers together, his expression even more disgusted.An Chunzhi felt faintly seeing the words "stupid goldfish" on his face.

"Because you posted a handwritten and printed timetable in unfamiliar handwriting on the counter, and I have eyes." Sherlock stood up and stared at him and said, "Boss Ann, please pay the bill. I suggest you go back and pay the bill." Put some hairspray on, smile better and ask your boyfriend to have a good talk. It's better than what you're doing right now."

Although the big detective in a white shirt and uniform trousers didn't wear the iconic windbreaker, he still walked out of the French restaurant with his long legs imposingly, and called a taxi back impatiently.

"Your boyfriend...your boyfriend..."

Holmes' words seemed to be still echoing in his ears, An Chunzhi stood in a daze in the shop.

He didn't feel it when no one reminded him before, but now that he thinks about it, is his contact with the boxing coach... really too frequent?They were mistaken for his boyfriend!

But there is no way to do it frequently, the boxing coach is his only and best friend!

They also get along well in every way.

The phone vibrated again.

[Boxing Coach]: "Are there no photos of the food you made at noon today?"

An Chunzhi stared at the screen for a long time.

Yes, the motivation for him to cook so many delicacies for himself in different ways every day is also because he wants to show his boxing coach.

An Chun made up her mind.

[Donuts]: "Not today, but I went out for French dinner with Mr. Watson, and it was delicious!"

The next moment, An Chunzhi edited the photo and posted it on his personal website, and also deliberately added a sentence: "Today, I had a French meal with my new friends. The taste was delicious, and I was very happy! #比心#"

He put thick mosaics on both his and Sherlock's faces, covering their eyebrows and eyes tightly, ensuring that no one could see their faces, and then nervously waited for the boxing coach's reaction.

Behind the phone screen, Steve quickly clicked on the big picture, and his eyes became sharp in an instant.

The black-haired young man in the photo should be a donut, and the person next to him is the new clerk Watson?

It's too close!

The atmosphere of this store still looks very romantic and charming, and the table full of French cuisine makes him feel a little dazzling.

Steve stared at the photo solemnly and said nothing, his eyes were so sharp that he could see the face of the black-haired youth through the mosaic.

"It seems a little thin, is it because of a small appetite?" He murmured.

"Mr. Rogers, do you need me to adjust the photo for you?" Jarvis asked in a timely and considerate manner.

Steve understood what he meant.But Steve hesitated for a moment, and the sense of justice as Captain America still stopped this little idea that was a little around the corner.

"Donut and I are online friends." Steve repeated the title with an emphasis, "I shouldn't go to explore his privacy privately."

"..." Jarvis didn't speak for a while.

Depressed, Tony grabbed a handful of dried blueberries and threw them into his mouth, thinking: Privacy, but the captain didn't say anything about his identity, is there anything else that donuts don't know?

I didn't care about it before. I don't know. Now the relationship between these two people is quickly warming up. They are like one person. Speaking of it to the outside world, Captain America is now addicted to his mobile phone every day. It is estimated that he spends 24 hours in [-] hours. Who would letter?

"Steve, don't you plan to meet him sometime?" Black Widow asked tactfully with her eyes.

Captain America finally came to his senses, and the Black Widow was so pleased that he put on two extra masks.But the captain still doesn't even know what the other party looks like, what kind of love is this!

Steve looked at the photo again, and said hesitantly, "...Donut probably doesn't want me to disturb his life. Look, he also made new friends."

"You made new friends first!" Tony hit the nail on the head.

"But I just told Donuts what happened today, and I met Dijia—the Dijia we met together, this is a fact." Steve looked up in confusion, his handsome face was full of words question mark.

Now even Hawkeye and Dr. Banner, who were speaking softly, turned to look at him with surprise.

Tiga—yes, and Tiga!

Tony's eating movements froze, and he couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Di Jia also seems to have a good impression of the captain. He is obviously an old antique who doesn't know how to understand. How come one or two have taken a fancy to him now?

Tony decided to wait for Dijia to come again next time, and he must persuade him not to jump into this fire pit.A donut has already been tricked, let Captain America continue to harm his little netizens.

The black widow was silent for a moment, and finally figured out what was wrong.

She looked at the captain and asked tentatively: "...Steve, apart from being a netizen, what do you think of donuts?"

Steve replied without hesitation:

"Of course they are good friends."

"—or a good brother, as long as he doesn't think I'm old." Steve quickly added a little awkwardly.

Tony opened his eyes wide, covered his forehead in disbelief, and said mockingly:

"What did I hear? Captain, I should give you the title 'Straight Man of Steel' which has been very popular lately... You should let Donuts make new friends."

"It's exactly the same as another guy." He muttered in disgust.

Jarvis: "..."

An Chunzhi sat in the store staring at the phone and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for any reply, not even the habitual praise from the boxing coach.He had a sullen face, feeling very unhappy at the same time feeling a little happy.

An Chunzhi simply paid the bill first, put on his coat and was ready to walk home with his mobile phone in hand.

Pedestrians on the street walk very leisurely, probably because the sun is just right today, and it is very comfortable to bask on people.The temperature is indeed very suitable in this season when summer is slowly transitioning to autumn. There is no longer that annoying stuffy feeling in the air, and there is no chilly autumn wind yet.

The sidewalk is covered with grid-like square bricks. An Chunzhi lowered his head and stared at them, taking one step at a time. He decided to wait until the boxing coach didn't reply after he walked seventeen more square bricks, so he would take the picture. Delete it and apologize.

Although he was still not very happy, it was as if he was making trouble for no reason. The boxing coach would definitely be unhappy too.

An Chunzhi walked another seventeen steps, but there was no movement on the lit phone screen.He sighed helplessly.

"You can't be so narrow-minded." An Chunzhi muttered to convince himself, and clicked on his personal website, "It's impossible for anyone to have only one friend."

Moreover, the boxing coach had been in contact with him so frequently that he was mistaken for his boyfriend!

How could he like the same sex?

An Chunzhi is not a British citizen who likes to sell rot, and of course he doesn't like the same sex... Maybe he just can't meet girls who are destined, maybe he has no feelings for the same sex... Well, he admits that he just has a little appreciation homosexual.

But he wouldn't have those things, so of course he couldn't help but want to take a second look!

Captain America's tight chest muscles and curvaceous waist after putting on the uniform, Tony Stark's wet caramel eyes and plump buttocks, Sherlock Holmes' sculpted handsome face and Loki's eye-catching ——Cough, I won’t talk about this one.

Anyway, An Chunzhi is not envious.

These are just what he encountered, look at what happened!There are still a lot of them that have not been encountered!

Let’s talk about Hydra’s chief male model, Winter Soldier, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, a very imposing way of walking with music and beats, and that steamed bun face that was born to look wronged.

There is also the stern and arrogant Gotham little prince, Master Batman.The old Hogwarts bat who is full of vigor and tongue, Professor Snape and so on.

There are so many charming men in this world, he can't control the look in his eyes, is it also his fault?

So having said that, he just has an appreciation for the beauty of the same sex. Sherlock really thinks too much.

An Chunzhi pulled back his wanton thoughts, pressed the delete option with his index finger, ready to confirm.

"So you mean..."

In the small living room of the Avengers Building, Steve looked around at the expressions of his teammates, seeming to realize something.

He's just not enlightened, and he's not stupid.

Hawkeye shrugged angrily at him.

Steve immediately bowed his head in bliss, and typed a line into the chat bar as fast as he could.

——An Chunzhi's phone vibrated, and he had to stop the action of preparing to delete, and opened the chat room to have a look.

[Boxing Coach]: "Donuts... are we still good friends?"

[Boxing coach]: "#Scared so much that I have changed my square#"

[Boxing coach]: "#食手手#."

Holding up the phone, An Chunzhi couldn't help but smile triumphantly: "Now you know that you are wronged and afraid?"

He deleted the photo in a refreshed manner, and sent a comforting emoji of "depending on each other for gay" to the boxing coach, without saying anything.

Steve behind the phone screen stared blankly, then stuttered a little helplessly, almost speechless: "Na... Natasha!"

"What's the matter, Captain?" Black Widow lazily raised her hand to signal.

"What should I do?" Steve moved his lips a few times before he whispered helplessly, "... donuts seem to be interested in me."

Tony, Hawkeye and Dr. Banner all turned their heads, and all four stared at him in disbelief.

——Captain, do you know? !

Then what did you post just now!