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

"Change to a high-necked dress?" An Chunzhi repeated.

Although he originally planned to wear a high-necked dress to cover his injuries, but hearing what Strange said, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Strange didn't answer.There was still a stiff look on his face, and his eyes stayed on the air above An Chunzhi's ears, subconsciously avoiding looking at his neck.

An Chunzhi's eyes lingered on Strange's face hesitantly for a few seconds, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and impatiently walked into the bathroom next to him - halfway he refused the cloak that wanted to help him.

Then An Chunzhi fell silent: "..."

The black-haired young man in the mirror had disheveled hair and pale face, as if he had just suffered a serious illness, and looked listless.However, there were many bruises looming all over the neck, which looked particularly conspicuous against the white short-collared shirt.

So when you take a look at it as a whole, you won't look like you just had a serious illness anymore, it's obviously like you just got tortured miserably, no wonder Strange has that expression!

"Host...sorry." The system's voice held back a smile with difficulty, "I didn't expect this to happen."

"I didn't expect it either."

An Chunzhi touched the bruise on his neck, and became interested after being shocked, "System, does this look like a hickey? So that's what a hickey looks like?"

"It looks like a hickey mark." The system admitted sincerely, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Haven't you seen it?"

"Of course I haven't seen it." An Chunzhi said confidently, "I was single in my last life, so I can't possibly get one for myself if I'm okay?"

"Then you can finally feel it now." The system jokingly said, "Your... first time? Mr. An Chunzhi, can I interview you how you feel now?"

An Chunzhi rubbed his hair, a little helpless: "I gave it to a monster for the first time, is it because I am an Ultraman? I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

He sighed: "It's just a little reconciled, I don't have a girlfriend yet!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The system sounded like it was about to roll its eyes, "You don't have a girlfriend or a boyfriend, you're still pure and flawless, such a lovely single white lotus."

"White lotus is a derogatory term now." An Chunzhi reminded him, and then walked out of the bathroom.

Strange was still standing in front of the bed like a stake, his red cloak poking at his master's waist fawningly.

"I understand what you mean, Stephen." An Chunzhi said unnaturally, clutching his neck.

"Then I'll go down and open the store door first."

Strange's eyes quickly glanced at the expression on An Chunzhi's face, and he tacitly didn't say the second half of the sentence.

The weather is no longer early autumn, and the occasional gust of wind brings a shivering chill.Pedestrians on the street no longer only wore shirts and sweaters, most of them wore two-piece suits, and some impatient people even changed into thin sweaters.

So when An Chunzhi took out a thin turtleneck sweater from his closet and put it on and went downstairs, the customers in the store didn't cast any strange looks.

"This is my dress with the highest collar, barely covering it."

Seeing that Strange was standing behind the counter to collect money, An Chunzhi walked over, grabbing his collar, and whispered to him.

"It's really nothing." Strange glanced at it, and comforted lightly, "Modern society is so open, even if others see a misunderstanding, they won't say anything. This is a very normal thing."

"And they will misunderstand that you have a girlfriend." The system added coolly in An Chunzhi's mind, "As a single dog, don't you think this is something to be happy about?"

"It seems...is that so?" An Chunzhi thought hesitantly, and it seemed right.

This place is not as reserved as the country in the previous life. It is just a "hickey on the neck", which will not attract any extra attention at all.

An Chunzhi finally calmed down, and asked happily: "Stephen, are you hungry? I suddenly want egg custard, would you like some?"

"Eggs?" Strange didn't know what kind of dish it was, but it didn't affect him immediately agreeing, "I want it too."

Boss An always cared about their tastes, and the Chinese delicacies he made were all within Strange's acceptance range.Even if the food sometimes looks weird, only Boss An eats it alone, and the two of them are given normal food.

So Strange was relieved.

An Chunzhi went back to the second floor and started to work in the kitchen.

The green jade-like round cup has a big belly and a small mouth, and the neck part of the cup is tightened to form a beautiful S-shaped arc. A cup is only as big as a fist, so small that people can't help but love it.The warm orange egg wash was two-thirds of the way up to the glass, looking just right, and covered with plastic wrap.An Chunzhi prepared four such cups, put them all into the steamer, added water and started to steam slowly.

"Why are you preparing so much?" The system couldn't help asking.

An Chunzhi put the lid on the pot, heaved a sigh of relief, and said confidently: "I got hurt today, and I'm not in a happy mood, so I want to reward myself. One for me and one for Stephen, and one for Sherlock when he comes back." , Peter, as a regular customer, will come to buy a sandwich in a while, and I will also give him a glass."

"What if Holmes doesn't come back, and Peter doesn't come at noon today?" the system asked maliciously.

"Then I can eat them all!"

An Chunzhi was not as good as he wanted, instead of showing a frustrated expression, he smiled more cheerfully.

Half an hour later, the kitchen was already filled with a familiar and alluring scent, and when An Chunzhi lifted the lid of the steamer, the smell became even more intense.

The eggs in the four small cups have been solidified and the surface is very smooth.

After An Chunzhi took them out carefully, he simply added a few drops of sesame oil, and it was done.As usual, he adjusted the angle and took a picture and uploaded it.Then began to wait helplessly.

A few minutes passed, and the four cups on the table were still steaming.When the photo of egg custard uploaded to the personal website was taken, it looked shiny and delicious under the light.Several familiar IDs all left messages of praise.But An Chunzhi just couldn't find the boxing coach's comment.

...Probably because I was away on something at the moment, so I didn't see it.

An Chunzhi was a little dejected, so he had to pull himself together and took two cups of egg custard on the tray, and went downstairs first.

"Hey, Ann." Steve stood on the first floor with a smile, and greeted An Chunzhi on the stairs.

Strange sat behind the counter with his shoulders folded expressionlessly, without looking sideways, as if he didn't see anyone.

"Steve?" An Chunzhi was a little surprised for a moment, but quickly said, "You came just in time, I just made something to eat, do you want to try it?"

Captain America's expression at the moment seemed to surprise him by his sudden arrival.However, during this period of time, Captain America did come to the store all the time. Although he just chatted about what happened recently, he also got to know each other well, just like a friend.

This undoubtedly made it harder for An Chunzhi - he had to always remember which identity had talked with Captain America, so as not to cheat.

"The food you cook is very good." Steve nodded in agreement with some expectation, and then his eyes fell on the tray in An Chun's hand, "Is this pudding? Eggs—pudding?"

"This is egg custard." An Chunzhi paused and found a word, "According to the translation of the name of the dish by adding ingredients to the cooking method, it is steamed eggs. But you can call it egg pudding, the United States People seem to think that the taste is like pudding.”

He walked over and put the tray on the counter, just in time for two small glasses for Strange and Steve.

"Come and sit, you can eat together." An Chunzhi suggested.

Steve sat down outside the counter and watched An Chunzhi lower his head to get the cutlery.

When the black-haired young man bent down, the high collar moved down a lot, and some suspicious marks suddenly appeared on the back of his neck, which attracted Steve's attention for a moment: "Huh?"

An Chunzhi stood up straight, handed two spoons to the two people, and explained: "You guys eat first, I'll go up and get another cup."

He immediately noticed that Captain America's smile was a little stiff, and his beautiful blue eyes were staring straight at his neck. That expression... was almost the same as the emoji of a black question mark face.

Be seen by the nation's moral role model!

No!Captain, don't get me wrong, this is really not a hickey!Don't look at me with such condemning eyes!Wrong!

An Chunzhi felt a little guilty, and couldn't explain anything, so he subconsciously pulled up the collar of his sweater, and hurried back upstairs.

"..."

Steve looked at the back of Ann's departure, the smile on his face could not be maintained at all, and the corners of his mouth sank uncontrollably.

His good quadruple vision allowed him to clearly see a large spot of bruising on An's originally fair neck when Ann turned around.Both front and back!All around!Even if it is almost completely covered by the collar, under careful observation, one can imagine how fierce the battle was at that time based on the traces on the edge.

That's—who the hell did it!

Almost at the same time when he found out, Steve wanted to question in astonishment.

Although he is a person from the previous era, he is always called an antique, and he is very pure in love, so far he has never had a real... well, but this does not affect him knowing how those traces are left!

Thinking of someone hugging Ann before he knew it, sucking and biting on the neck of the black-haired young man, leaving so many traces of declaring sovereignty, Ann smiled without hesitation, and only planned to wear tall clothes afterwards. Collared sweater to cover——

Steve didn't even know why he felt this way, and there was already a burst of jealousy and grievance.The complex emotions in his chest churned for a while, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Why doesn't he know at all?

Donuts never said anything about it either, weren't they good friends before?

"Ann—" He tried his best to suppress his anger, and asked Strange in a stiff tone, "Do—do you have a girlfriend?"

Strange, who was sitting at the counter, held a cup and spoon, raised his eyebrows when he saw Steve's expression, and asked coldly, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"No, but—" Steve also realized that his question was abrupt, tried to show a natural look, and explained as if he didn't care, "You know, if Ann has a girlfriend, then I will be considered as a friend, In the future, we should also pay attention to whether the time of coming is suitable, so as not to disturb his good deeds at any time."

"Boss Ann doesn't have a girlfriend." Strange replied with an unpredictable expression.

As soon as Steve felt relieved, and before he showed a relieved smile, Strange put down his glass leisurely, stood up and leaned over, and said in a soft voice, "But he has a boyfriend."

"--What?!" Steve's expression froze suddenly, and he stared at Strange in disbelief.

He opened his lips to say something, but then closed them weakly.

Strange seemed to know what he was thinking, with a provocative smile in his eyes.Still using that indifferent tone in his mouth, he asked in a low voice:

"It's just the two of us in the store today. Who else do you think those traces...?"