Steve suddenly raised his head and looked at Strange, his eyes were as sharp as a knife for a moment:

"Ann's—is your boyfriend?"

Strange sat back leisurely and shrugged at Steve.He didn't say whether it was true or not, he just showed a big smile.

Steve looked cold and serious, suppressed his anger and took a deep breath, but he couldn't suppress the roiling emotions in his chest, so he could only clenched his fists and asked, "Which one are you? Brother or brother?"

Strange blinked his eyes, with an expression of innocence in a matter of course, and spread his hands: "Is there a difference?"

"--what?"

Steve was caught off guard and asked in surprise, but didn't respond.

"Isn't it nonsense for you to ask this question?" Strange replied patiently. He seemed interested. "Whether it's a brother or a younger brother, as long as he has this face and likes Ann, is there any difference?"

"..."

So, does he mean that both brothers are related to Ann? !

Steve's face was gloomy, his lips were pursed tightly, and his right hand holding the cup couldn't help exerting force.

Strange pointed at his movements with a very quick reaction: "Wait—this is Boss Ann's favorite set of cups! Have you crushed them to try?"

Steve hurriedly let go of the cup at a loss, as if he had been scalded.

When he carefully checked that there was no crack in the small jade green cup, he was finally relieved.

Strange looked at him with his arms around his shoulders.

Steve pursed his lips aggrievedly, and stopped looking at Watson who looked like a winner.The inexplicable depression in his heart really has nowhere to vent, and he has to control his strength to hold the cup of warm egg custard. He can only lower his eyes in frustration, and sit in silence, almost feeling that he can't stay in this shop any longer.

He also couldn't tell whether the mixed feelings in his heart were shocking that Ann had a relationship with a pair of brothers at the same time, or that Ann's sexual orientation was male, and he didn't know it at all before that.

Isn't he Ann's best friend?

——Captain America, who has always fought bravely and never forged ahead, now suddenly wants to run away.

This is what An Chunzhi saw when he went downstairs again.

Doctor Strange was as happy as if he had taken advantage of a million dollars at the counter, scooped up the egg custard with a spoon and tasted it.After seeing him come down, he raised his head and said frankly: "Ann, this egg pudding you made is so delicious, I want to eat it at night."

"Then I'll do it for you tonight."

An Chunzhi didn't realize what was wrong, and was even flattered by the compliment, so he agreed casually.

Captain America, who was sitting on the stool outside the counter, had a rare absent-minded expression, and his eyes stayed on the ground aimlessly. He put the cup on his lap and held it between his hands.

After hearing what Strange said, he looked even more depressed, pursed his lips and said nothing, and his blue eyes were dim.

--What happened?

An Chunzhi gestured to Strange with questioning eyes.

Strange slowly raised the corners of his mouth, shaking his head and smirking.

"It's definitely weird." An Chunzhi said suspiciously in his heart, "System, you can usually monitor so far away, do you know what happened just now?"

"I-I don't know." The system replied with a half-smile, "It's okay, what should I do listening to them?"

"Really?" An Chunzhi was dubious, always feeling that something sounded wrong.

He went down the last few stairs, put the remaining two cups of egg custard on the counter on the tray, and asked aloud, "Steve, how does it taste?"

Strange opened his mouth, turned his head to look at Steve unhappily, and said nothing.

"Uh...it's good." Steve realized that he hadn't taken a bite, paused, and quickly took a spoonful to taste the answer.

"How about staying for dinner at night? In the afternoon, we can go around the neighborhood to see if there is anything unusual." An Chunzhi offered to suggest.

His injury is fine now, and he doesn't need to go to the Avengers Building to learn fighting these two days. He has nothing to do in the afternoon, so he might as well go out and enlighten Captain America.I don't know what happened—could it be Strange who said something just at that moment?Or did Iron Man suddenly get into a fight with him?

After all, Captain America was the first Avenger he met, and An Chunzhi still cared about this friend very much.

"Okay." Captain America barely pulled himself together, and a smile just appeared on his face.

"Cough—" Strange immediately coughed coldly and deliberately.

When both of them suddenly turned their heads to look over, Strange whispered a reminder at a volume just enough for Captain America to hear: "Boss Ann, neck."

An Chunzhi lowered his head and subconsciously touched it, then raised his head in panic, and immediately saw Captain America still staring at him with that indescribably complicated eyes.

Captain, listen to my explanation! !

An Chunzhi could only cough in embarrassment, and hurriedly explained vaguely: "I'm sorry, Steve, I'm not very convenient today."

"It's okay, let's talk about it next time." Steve smiled a little awkwardly, put the cup on the counter and stood up.

"I—I have something to do in a while, so I'll go first."

He nodded seemingly calmly, turned around and strode out of the store, and disappeared into the street with a gust of wind.

An Chunzhi froze for a moment, and before he could stop him, Captain America disappeared completely.

"..."

An Chunzhi turned to look at Strange suspiciously, and asked with a straight face, "What's going on?"

"Don't wait for me to adjust the monitoring before asking Sherlock to translate your lips."

Strange's expression was a little stiff, but he returned to normal immediately, and said flatly: "Because of the 'hickey' on your neck, he suspects that you have a girlfriend. I'm just explaining that you have a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?!" An Chunzhi repeated in shock, "I—how could I like a man! Can't I just call it a girlfriend?"

Strange raised his eyebrows as if being provoked, and asked suspiciously: "Besides knowing the proprietress who buys goods, is there anyone else who is good at playing and can pretend to be a girlfriend? Of course you have to tell a full set of lies, otherwise Your Dijia identity is also easily exposed!"

He tilted his head and signaled: "At least I said you have a boyfriend, and Holmes and I can temporarily replace you. Boss Ann—it's good enough that I've worked hard to help you get over the lie. What else do you choose?"

"Well, that's right." An Chunzhi grasped the point keenly, "But... Stephen, what do you mean my boyfriend is you or Sherlock?"

"If you just said what you just said, why did Captain America look like he was hit?" He asked.

"..." Strange was silent.

"talk."

After being urged repeatedly, Strange evaded the important point and reluctantly said: "I said it was the two of us."

"Two—two?!"

An Chunzhi could hardly control his expression, he stared at Strange in shock, and almost wanted to cry out of grievance.

That's no wonder Captain America is going to be hit hard!

Captain America is from the last generation, and he suddenly learned that he and a pair of twin brothers were friends at the same time, and there were hickeys on their necks. Of course, this all-American moral model cannot accept it!

No wonder he ran away without even finishing the egg custard!

"It's over, it's over, the captain is definitely scared." An Chunzhi's heart was almost desperate.

He was also frightened!

Today he was "kissed" in the blink of an eye, and he had "two boyfriends" in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, he was found out by the honest and innocent Captain America before he had time to explain these things!

Is it still too late for him to call and say that he only has one boyfriend?

The answer is of course too late.

An Chunzhi looked at the phone, angrily snatched the unfinished custard in front of Strange, and said angrily, "Stephen Strange, what else do you want to eat, take a good look at the store!"

"—Ah." Strange still held the spoon in his hand, and uttered a syllable that seemed regretful.

"From now on, you can handle your meals by yourself! Don't ask why - I don't have time to serve my two boyfriends!" An Chunzhi angrily put the egg custard back on the tray, and went back to the second floor. It can be said that he was very wronged Drilled back under the covers.

An Chunzhi felt that today was terrible.

He didn't like to fight and had to fight hard. A broken bone caused a series of follow-ups. Recently, the boxing coach has become more and more alienated from him. In the past, he would go to the coach without thinking about complaining about such bad things.

He hugged the little white cat who was sleeping soundly on the pillow, sighed, and took out his mobile phone to watch the chat box of the boxing coach eagerly for a while.

"..."

"Ok?"

An Chunzhi was stunned to see that the status of "typing" was always displayed on the chat box.

The status was intermittent, and several minutes passed, but the boxing coach didn't send anything.

An Chunzhi was confused and couldn't help sending a message.

[Donut]: "Coach, are you there?"

Almost in the next second, the boxing coach replied with a "hmm".

An Chunzhi was silent for a few seconds, but still couldn't help pouring out his grievances.

[Donuts]: "A lot of things happened today, which made me feel a little down. #争身成球#"

[Boxing coach]: "What happened?"

[Boxing coach]: "Actually, I'm a little depressed today, because——I just learned something."

[Donut]: "To hide an unexplainable incident from my friend today, my clerk, that Mr. Watson, actually said that he is my boyfriend."

[Boxing Coach]: "???"

Holding a bottle of unscrewed mineral water in his hand to drink, Steve froze.

[Donut]: "The point is... Although he was kind enough to help me cover up, he did something bad with good intentions. He actually said that his younger brother is another Mr. Watson, who is also my boyfriend!"

[Donut]: "I don't understand this brain circuit, is it because they look exactly the same?"

[Donut]: "In short, my friend was so scared by this incident that he left directly. When I found out...it's hard to explain now. #呵唱唧# I was really worried that I would lose that friend."

[Boxing Coach]: "So you don't have a boyfriend at all?"

An Chunzhi frowned, and murmured strangely: "What is the coach focusing on?"

"Hehe." The system sneered.

[Donut]: "Yeah, how could I have a boyfriend."

On the side of a random street in Queens, Steve, who was sitting on a bench, suddenly stood up.

He put his mobile phone back into his pocket, lifted the mineral water bottle, and poured down the cold water in autumn in one breath. He felt a chill spread from his throat into his chest, and finally extinguished the inexplicable feeling in his heart. anger.

He squeezed the bottle into a small ball of rubbish with one hand, then turned his head, and looked towards the direction where he rushed over in a panic just now, his blue eyes became firm again, full of fighting spirit.

"—it's time for me to get back on my feet."

Steve murmured, his whole body suddenly gained momentum, and strode back.

The author has something to say:

Feel sorry for the next Doctor Strange, Feng Shui turns, yesterday you know what consequences will happen to you today?

Captain America (responsive suddenly): "Wait, after all, who made the hickey on Ann's neck?!"

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