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

When the lips and tongues were entangled, An Chunzhi felt that it was a fight - at least he couldn't find any difference between kissing and fighting, and Steve kissed him so brightly.

God, do super soldiers also have four times the lung capacity?If An Chunzhi hadn't secretly activated Di Jia's ability, he doubted that he would be the first person to suffocate to death while kissing.

A long one - after an unknown amount of time, the two finally separated.

An Chunzhi panted, smiled and looked at the blond man in front of him, feeling a little dizzy in his head until now.

It felt fantastic, from a normal perspective, he was kissing his boxing trainer.And every time he realizes that the boxing coach is Steve, the part of the memory that doesn't belong to this world will remind him again-he is kissing Captain America, whom he liked very much before.

It's unbelievable that he actually abducted Captain America, the all-American moral model?

"The first time?" Steve didn't know what Ann was thinking, and the heat on his face didn't subside.

"The first time..." An Chunzhi replied dryly.

His family knew about his family affairs, including his previous life, he had never been particularly close to others.It's not that I'm not interested at all, it's just that I feel that they are all indifferent, separated by a layer, and it feels dispensable, so I don't want to continue to get close.

——An Chunzhi once doubted whether he was frigid, psychological.

So in this life, he can slowly accept the boxing coach in his daily life, and now hugs and kisses without any psychological burden, and truly feels the joy bursting from the bottom of his heart, which is wonderful.

"It's okay, we have time to practice in the future." Steve comforted him, paused again, his expression a little unnatural, "Actually, my technique is pretty bad."

"It's pretty bad." An Chunzhi withdrew from Steve's arms, kept a relatively close distance, and sighed in shock, "Did you use all your skills in commanding soldiers here? I feel I fought a war, the rout kind."

Speaking of which, An Chunzhi was a little unwilling.

"..." Steve's lips moved, he smiled helplessly and said nothing.

If Ann's words were heard by Natasha, she would definitely laugh at him.

The next moment, dizzy, Steve tensed his muscles subconsciously to prepare to resist, and suddenly realized that it was Ann who pushed him down on the bed.

He was startled, then relaxed his strength obediently.

——After An Chunzhi let go of his weight a little, he easily pushed Steve down.His hands were on the sides of the blond man's face, and his knees were also kneeling on the outside of Steve's thighs, not daring to let himself be pressed a little bit, carefully calculating the feeling.

He also felt it himself. His fine control was not good. If he got excited when he got close, Steve would have a tragedy if he didn't control his weight well.

An Chunzhi stared at Steve condescendingly, his eyes lingering for a moment on the man's chest muscles.

Obviously, Steve noticed An Chunzhi's eyes very keenly, and was taken aback:

"...Wait, Ann, do you mean that?"

"No, no, no. I haven't prepared myself so soon!" An Chunzhi almost choked, denied it quickly, jumped off the bed, and let Steve go.

He just pushed the person down casually and carefully confirmed it.It took An Chunzhi a long time to admit that he likes men, and kissing is also a matter of course, but the continued development is a bit out of the ordinary for him.

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move.

"That's good." Steve sat up, also looking relieved.He stroked the hem of his clothes that had just been wrinkled.He explained, "You are not yet of age."

This refers to An Chunzhi's public statement that he is 17 years old.

It seems that Steve can accept dating with minors at most, and if he goes further, he may feel like a crime.

An Chunzhi's expression was a little subtle, silently thinking about what to do when he went to the Avengers Building to announce his identity.

I didn't expect the boxing coach to be Steve before, so I thought that at most the Avengers would care about him and he would be fine.Now...if Steve knew his Tiga status, surely the age of 17 wouldn't count.

Judging from Altman's age, he would have to live at least a few thousand years before becoming an adult - Steve shouldn't be too serious about this, right?

Think about it, compared to An Chunzhi, he was worried that Steve usually took care of Ti Jia as a junior, but now that his status has changed suddenly, Steve can't adapt.

The phone rang suddenly in the bedroom, and An Chunzhi regained consciousness.

"...Natasha?" Steve took out his mobile phone to answer, and at the same time cast an apologetic look at An Chunzhi.

Black Widow's lazy and hoarse voice came from the microphone with a smile: "Steve, I remember you said you were going to return the car, not you were going to have lunch?"

Steve was taken aback for a moment, and checked the time on his phone—he had indeed been in the Ping An store for a long time.

Originally, he just came to return the car, but Ann asked him to find a boxing coach. When he went out, he found that Ann was attacked by Kirielods, and then his identity was revealed. The two recognized each other, and things happened one after another.

"What happened?" Steve asked.

Black Widow also said directly: "Most of the top executives of S.H.I.E.L.D. are dead, and the base has been in chaos for the past two days. I heard that the International Security Council plans to appoint a new director tomorrow and promote a group of special agents."

"Then we have to ask Nick if he agrees or not." Steve subconsciously replied, after thinking about it, he understood, "So we need to hurry up and clean up Hydra?"

"That's right." Black Widow admitted.

And they have to take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to announce the Hydra thing to the public, because in the end SHIELD can't stay.After tomorrow, S.H.I.E.L.D. has stabilized again, and the Hydra are lurking, and the good time will pass.

"I'll be right back," Steve said.

An Chunzhi waited for him to hang up the phone, and nodded to show that he heard: "Go quickly."

Even though they just met each other, there are still many things that they haven't said - An Chunzhi is full of doubts and wants to ask clearly, but these can be tolerated, of course he knows what is more important.

Steve put the phone back in his pocket, smiled and said, "I'll move it when I get back."

He paused, and suddenly stammered again, "I can sleep - on the floor of the bedroom, so it's convenient to protect you."

Now that the first floor is seriously damaged, Sherlock and Stephen are sleeping in tents in the small living room on the second floor. If Steve wants to come, he really can only sleep in the bedroom.

An Chunzhi felt a little unnatural being taken by Steve, and tried to pretend not to care and said, "The bed is so big, you sleep on the floor?"

"I don't want to bother you." Steve tried to explain.

"I won't be disturbed. Before James came to stay temporarily, he was also invited to sleep on the bed—" before An Chun could say "although he didn't agree", Steve's expression collapsed. The unfinished explanation in his mouth immediately turned 180 degrees.

"Go to bed then." He said decisively.

An Chunzhi saw that Steve's face turned dark, and his expression was subtle and tangled, and he didn't know who was more worried about the message 'The Winter Soldier and Ann slept together'.

He laughed in his heart, and vaguely realized that Steve might have had some kind of misunderstanding before, and that was the same as his worry.

The two left the bedroom and went downstairs side by side.When he walked to the door, An Chunzhi handed the truck key to Steve again: "I think you need this."

Steve smiled and didn't say much.As if he suddenly remembered something, he fumbled through several pockets of his coat, and finally he clenched his fist and stretched out, there was something hidden inside.

The slender and well-defined palms were slowly spread out in front of An Chunzhi, and on Steve's palm was a piece of chewing gum wrapped in tinfoil.

"Unbelievable, I thought you wouldn't put anything in your pocket except a notepad, especially food?" An Chunzhi asked jokingly, he took the gum and looked it over, then asked, "Do you like orange flavored ones?" ?"

"It was given to me by my friend Falcon. I don't really have any liking or dislike for chewing gum." Steve shook his head and explained, "We went to New Jersey before, and we stayed at his house when we came back."

An Chunzhi nodded to express understanding, and put the chewing gum into the pocket of his trousers.

He's going to put the stick of gum away in a nightstand in his bedroom in a little while—and fear it'll never see the light of day.

After all, cats hate this smell the most. No matter who eats this piece of chewing gum in Ping An Store, they will enjoy the little white cat's "God's Disgusting" expression, and at least one day will not even try to get close to the cat.

Recently, Sherlock's behavior has become more and more unscrupulous, and he is no longer covering up the cat's head as he did at the beginning.The little white cat is obviously closer to Sherlock.

This made An Chunzhi feel a sense of crisis in his heart, and he made up his mind to stay in the store and cultivate a relationship with the little white cat after he was busy.

The construction team was still working on the first floor. Their speed was very fast. Seeing that the walls had been built, the two groups of people followed Strange's words and moved out a new set of glass window components and glass door components from the warehouse. Ready to install.Others took tools to fix loose shelf struts on the hot floor.

According to this progress, An Chunzhi felt that the day after tomorrow at most - if it was soon, it would be tomorrow, and he would be able to open the shop again.New York's construction projects are so fast, it can be seen that they are all practiced.

"Boss Ann." Strange waited for An Chunzhi to say goodbye to Steve before walking over.

"I counted the list of damaged items in the store and compared it with your purchase record book. There are only a few items that need to be purchased specially, and there are spares in other stores. But I suggest to buy another batch for comparison. good."

He reported seriously and handed over a handwritten list.

An Chunzhi took it and glanced at it, then he was embarrassed:

"...Stephen, are you American doctors the same? I can't read your words."

Strange was surprised for a moment, took the list back, and dictated: "Rolling doors, wind chimes, landlines... The following part is about the improvement of the types of purchases, what Sherlock asked for, what he said he was... sales consultant?"

Strange added gloatingly: "And—this list was also written by Sherlock."

"Really?" An Chunzhi was even more puzzled.He scanned the store, but couldn't find Sherlock, "Our big detective is out looking for cases again?"

"No." Strange actually denied it.The schadenfreude smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he said in a low tone, "He went to discuss the structure of the house next door with the decoration team."

"...Sherlock said that he will go back in a while."

An Chunzhi was silent.

Unexpectedly, the first reaction in his mind was not reluctance, but a strange thought——

When did Stephen start calling "Sherlock"?Is their relationship that good?