[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

Turning out the phone, it was already 04:30 in the afternoon, and I slept for a long time.Ian dialed the familiar phone. After ringing for a while, no one answered, he hung up automatically. He called again, with the same result...no one answered, could something be wrong?Panicked, I threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Just as I stood up, I felt a sharp pain in my left foot, and then my left leg went limp, and I almost fell to the ground.

Ian sat back on the bed, grinning and hugging his left foot.I went, forgot that there is still this stubble.After a delay of about 2 minutes, Ian hopped to the cloakroom on tiptoe with his left foot, took a random set of clothes and changed, then hopped downstairs and opened the door.Just in time to meet Steve, unshaven and tired looking, about to ring the doorbell, out of breath.

"You..." Both of them spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time. Finally, it was Steve who said first, "You want to go out?" It's just that he drooped his eyelids and his eyelashes kept trembling, not daring to look directly at Ian.

"Yeah, go to someone whose heart I broke to make amends."

Steve raised his eyelids abruptly and looked at Ian in disbelief. He shook his lips and said with difficulty after a while: "You...you know everything."

"Yesterday was a misunderstanding, and I can explain it." Ian walked towards Steve, he walked very slowly, and said something step by step.

"I've never actually been in a relationship."

"Those stories about young men's flirtatious past are all made up to deceive you. It's just a man's self-esteem."

"It's just a simple friendship with Bruce Wayne, and I always pay attention to him because of a past event, and it has nothing to do with feelings."

"And I fell in love with you 70 years ago, but I have never been willing to face the truth, and I have never dared to show it, for fear that you will hate me." The first half of the sentence is actually not a lie when I think about it now. I faintly felt something was wrong, but I just didn't want to face the reality.In the subsequent mission world, he changed from the first world to do whatever he wanted, and his relationship with the mission object never crossed the line. The scale was always very good, and he even deliberately avoided the identity of his peers.As for the second half of the sentence, it was his last excuse. The existence of the system cannot be exposed, so he had to think of a reason to explain why he left.

"I didn't expect to meet you again in 70 years. I don't know how to explain why I am still alive and why I am still young, so my first thought was to avoid you, but I didn't expect that there are some things that cannot be avoided at all."

"I'm still the stupidest idiot in the world. I can't even see that you love me. I think I said so many idiotic and hurtful things."

Every time Steve said a word, he couldn't stop trembling, and every word of information set off a stormy sea in his heart, and finally condensed into a big thunder that exploded in his ears.His head was buzzing, his head was in chaos, his whole body was hot, and his heart was beating wildly.

Ian raised his face, holding Steve's haggard face with unshaven beard, staring at the pair of blue eyes that became more charming because of too much emotion in his eyes, and asked carefully and piously: "Steve Will you give me another chance, Steve Rogers, a coward and a fool?"

"I... Am I not dreaming?" Steve felt a trance like falling into the clouds, everything in front of him began to become distant and blurred, only this person who was close at hand was so vivid.But he didn't even dare to reach out to touch it, for fear that it would disappear like a dream.

Without saying anything, Ian pulled the man towards him, closed his eyes, kissed him hard, and proved it to the man with practical actions.

Steve's eyes widened in astonishment, until his lips felt slippery, he no longer hesitated, stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, and turned back to the guest, deepening the kiss.

The two kissed for an unknown how long, the base of their tongues were numb, and the lips and teeth were tingling, but they still couldn't bear to part. Just like that, you took a step back and I entangled further and entered the door. Steve kicked the door shut.Move your arms down, support Ian's buttocks with both hands, and with a little force, hug him like a child.

The sudden suspension made Ian cry out in surprise, and put his arms around Steve's neck, his legs intertwined. This position allowed him to look down at Steve.

"What happened to your feet?" Steve's voice was hoarse.

"I accidentally twisted it the day before yesterday... I twisted it..." His chest rose and fell, and Ian's voice was also slightly hoarse.

"Don't worry about it, I only think about you now..." Ian leaned over and kissed those sexy lips again, the two of them

The fire in his eyes became more and more intense.

Relying on the feeling in his memory, Steve groped up the stairs with the man in his arms, kicked the open bedroom door, walked to the big bed, and threw him on the bed.He just stood at the head of the bed and looked at Ian from head to toe. Ian was lying on the bed relaxed, with a posture that you can pick and choose.

No longer hesitating, he leaned forward, and the two quickly met frankly while chatting. Steve froze suddenly, remembering that he needed to prepare for this matter.

"What's the matter?" It was at the time of the deep affection that it suddenly stopped, and the feeling of being unsteady made Ian's words a little dissatisfied.

"Why don't you forget about it today, I'll prepare later..." Steve buried his head on Ian's warm and delicate neck in frustration.

"There is a bottle of essential oil for bathing in the cabinet next to the bathtub. There should be some left." Ian felt embarrassed after speaking, and buried his head in the soft bed with his face sideways.

Steve's eyes lit up, and when he was about to get up, he lay down again as if remembering something, and said sullenly, "Be careful, that's not good for your health."

Ian was a bit dumbfounded, but he was already on the verge of breaking out. Right now, he just wanted to tell the man that he loves him with an intense affair/event, and he will not lie or mix things up.

"I'm in good health, once in a while is okay." Ian took the initiative to climb up to Steve's neck, from the hair, to the sideburns, to the earlobe, and kissed one after another.

That's the end of the story, Steve is no longer a man if he endures it.He got up abruptly and rushed into the bathroom. There was a flurry of bangs and bangs, and bottles and cans were turned into pieces. Finally, he found a bottle in the innermost cabinet, held it tremblingly, and rushed back to the bedroom.

A charming room...

The biological clock made Steve wake up on time. He didn't sleep for too long, but his whole body seemed to be in good spirits, and the haggardness before was swept away.Steve gave up his morning exercise plan and just lay on the bed, hugging his beloved, just looking at his peaceful and peaceful sleeping face, he felt a torrent of happiness rushing to his heart.Only then did Steve have time to reflect on the dreamlike last night.

Originally, he had thought about it and restrained himself from making too much trouble, but Ian's unexpected enthusiasm, his quadruple willpower decreased and decreased until he was defeated...

"I love you...Steve Rogers..." When the love was strong, Ian opened his watery brown eyes, moistened his lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice over and over again... …

"Ian...my Ian...I love you too...I love you..."

The two are like two unyielding children, stubbornly wanting to say one more time than the other, as if this can prove their love a little more.

It wasn't until the gray belly showed in the sky that Steve said all the tender and sweet words before coaxing the exhausted Ian to sleep.Originally he thought everything was just his wishful thinking, but it turns out that Ian loves him the same way, so frankly, so intensely, so completely giving himself to him without reservation... The happiest thing in the world is that I love He, and he also happens to love me... Steve's face glowed with astonishing brilliance, his eyes were full of passion, and the corners of his raised lips couldn't be suppressed, he sighed, and then gently hugged the person in his arms Tighten up, it's so nice to cuddle up to each other...

Steve even had an illusion, as if they had experienced more than this once, and he knew everything about Ian already, fused into his bone marrow, engraved on his soul... just like... just like the scene the night before yesterday In a hazy dream, the person in the dream is him but not him, he is like him when he is gentle and careless, he is not like him when he is domineering and fierce, the only constant is his strong possessive desire for Ian , he seemed to have everything in his hands, and tried his best to keep people around him... In his dream, he felt like a beast lived in his heart, and the only one who could subdue this beast was Ian.

That chaotic and absurd dream had been going on for a long time. When he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He was caught in a feeling of drifting like a world away. His feet were as weak as stepping on cotton, and he tried to wash himself Take a shower, wash away the damp and sour smell, don't even bother to shave, just want to see the person he can't let go of and doesn't want to let go...

On the way to the apartment, Steve had already made up his mind, even if he knelt down and begged, as long as Ian was willing to look at him more,

Willing to try to love him... He even thought of a humble reason: I also have the blond hair and blue eyes you love, don't want anyone else, just me, okay?

Just like on the night of Valentine's Day, Steve didn't expect that the person who opened the door for him was a strange girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. This time, Steve also didn't expect that before he could open his mouth, Ian had already confessed himself first, and what happened later Everything is his dream...

"Steve..." Ian, who was sleeping, put himself on the heat source next to him, raving.

Steve responded gently: "Well, I'm..." The big hand gently patted the beautiful back, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

"I love you……"

"I know……"

"Sorry……"

"Fool, you didn't apologize to me, but I was too timid, I should have told you that I love you earlier..."

Steve's heart was incredibly soft, he closed his eyes contentedly, his tall body almost completely wrapped the person in his arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the light coming in through the gaps in the curtains should be late. Steve kissed Ian’s soft hair, and carefully pulled out his arms little by little, but the two of them were too tight together, so be careful Still can't help alarming Ian.

"Hmm~" Ian followed the heat source and arched his curled body into Steve's arms again, and said in a low voice, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, you sleep a little longer, and I'll get you something to eat."

"Hmm..." Ian closed his eyes, groped with both hands to find Steve's face and held it, raised his head and kissed him several times indiscriminately. The stubble was a bit prickly, but Ian liked it somehow. Rubbing against Steve's chin unconsciously.

Steve's voice was instantly hoarse. "Reluctant to let me get up?"

"This is a good morning kiss." Ian yawned big, with physiological tears overflowing from the end of his eyes, shining brightly in the dark room. "We will have it every day we are together."

"...Okay...then I'll be in charge of the goodnight kiss..." It took a long time for Steve to hear his almost out of tune voice.He kissed the corners of Ian's reddened eyes and wiped away the tears. "Sleep, my darling."

Afraid of affecting Ian's sleep, Steve went to the bathroom in the guest bedroom to take a shower. He dug out the clothes he had left here before for a change. He wore home trousers on his lower body and a vest on his upper body, revealing his muscular shoulders. The muscles in his chest, and the deep and red teeth marks on his shoulders.Steve hummed an old-fashioned song, walked briskly and vigorously, and got busy in the kitchen.

Suddenly, the phone rang in a hurry, and Steve searched for the source of the sound, only to find that it was a small cordless phone hanging on the wall at the entrance.

"Hello, yes, I'm Steve Rogers... anyone?" Steve frowned slightly, with doubts in his brows and eyes, and said after a little thought, "Then let them come up."

Steve strode to the kitchen and turned the heat of the porridge to the lowest level. He just turned around and heard the sound of the elevator. He opened the door, and saw Tony walking in the forefront aggressively, followed by Bruce Wayne, and finally It was a tall man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a child with a still immature face and a thin figure. Not surprisingly, these were Clark Eyre and Peter Parker.

"You...you...you are really here." Tony rushed up a few steps, looking shocked, as if he couldn't accept the facts in front of him.He turned violently on the spot twice, like a groundhog who was on the verge of rage but had nowhere to vent, holding his head in his hands in despair, his tone full of regret and self-blame. "Oh my god... what have I done... I'm the dumbest guy in the world..."

"Tony—"

"Don't call me Tony!" Tony yelled, stepped forward and grabbed the front of Steve's vest, his eyes fierce. "Where is Ian, where is Ian?"

"He's still sleeping."

Tony's eyes fell on the bright red tooth marks on Steve's shoulder. With his many years of experience, he knew at a glance that the battle must have been fierce last night. His expression was cracked inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he couldn't bear it. Taking two steps back, he raised his right hand and pointed at Steve with difficulty, but his fingers were shaking badly. He felt dizzy in his brain, as if he lacked oxygen, and had to open his mouth wide open.

pant.But he still did not give up, unwilling to believe the facts, and asked in grief and indignation:

"You... what did you do to him?"

"What couples should do." Steve said it very naturally, with a sense of pride that he didn't realize.It’s just that the face became more and more confused, and I didn’t understand why there was such a big gap between Tony’s performance before and after. He was obviously the one who helped him see his mind before, and he was also the one who helped him chase people. Why is he suddenly unacceptable now.

"Love...couples?" A desperate roar almost broke the sound, "Ah...you bastard..." Tony used all his strength to punch Steve in the face, and Steve dodged and easily dodged.

"Tony, calm down, and speak up if you have something to say." Steve dodged another blow, and said helplessly and tolerantly.Although he didn't understand what Tony was up to in the morning, given that Tony had helped him a lot and was the son of an old friend, Steve didn't feel offended.

Tony's eyes were bloodshot, his expression twisted. "Calm down? I can't calm down."

"Ian just fell asleep and I don't want to wake him up."

Tony was like a dumb firecracker in an instant, with his head drooping in front of his chest, his shoulders drooping down, the veins in his hands beside him were bulging, and his knuckles turned white.

During the entanglement between the two, Bruce stood beside him with his chest folded, looking at Steve critically and critically. The more he looked, the more condensed his gaze became.As for Clark and Peter, they stood a little further away in a state of indigestion.

Steve didn't get too entangled with the strange group of four in front of him. He smiled friendly and said in a gentle tone, "You are all Ian's friends, come and sit first." His words were like a master's gesture.

This look irritated Tony again, his eyes were about to breathe fire, and that posture wanted to burn Steve to ashes directly.He really wanted to beat up the dead guy in front of him who took advantage of everything, but when he thought of Ian inside, he forced himself to endure it for the time being. He didn't even know it when he got into the meat, and the appearance of extreme patience and restraint made his whole body tremble.

Steve turned around and led the four of them through the door, several light or heavy scratches criss-crossed on the exposed back shoulder.Feeling the four strong eyes behind him focused on his back, Steve's ears felt hot, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace, intending to take a coat to cover it up, but the clothes were all on the second floor, wouldn't it be a cover-up if he deliberately went up, and He seemed guilty, and in the end Steve decided to act like he didn't know what to do.He and Ian are a couple who truly love each other, and will one day be a legal partner who will enter the marriage hall in the future, so there is no need to hide embarrassment.

Endure, I endure, I endure, Tony's breathing becomes heavier and heavier, like a patient suffering from severe lung disease.No, I can't take it anymore, let me beat me up first!Tony, who was about to rush up, was stopped by Bruce next to him. His eyes were deep, revealing an incomprehensible emotion, and he whispered: "Let's go in first."

Tony took a deep breath, collected himself, and followed with difficult steps.

Steve led the four of them to sit down on the sofa in the living room, turned around and entered the kitchen, and quickly brought out four cups of coffee. "It's a coincidence that you are here, just brewed coffee."

"Thank you." Peter smiled shyly, raised his buttocks, and wanted to take Captain America's coffee.

Sitting with his arms crossed and his chest crossed, Tony exclaimed angrily, "Don't drink his stuff!"

Peter withdrew his hands in embarrassment, and sat back to his original position with an embarrassed face, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere around him made him even breathe carefully.

Steve put the last cup of coffee in front of Peter, and gave him a reassuring smile, which made Peter stiffen even more.

"separate!"

"Huh?" Steve froze, looking at Tony puzzled.

"I said, pack your things right now, get out of here, and never see Ian again."

It’s hard to establish a relationship with my lover and spend such a wonderful night, but I have to endure Tony’s inexplicable accusations and almost rude demands again and again early in the morning, and everyone who persecutes the love of the younger generation in the family What does long style mean?If you have to talk about the relationship, Tony should be closer to him, right?Why does the meaning inside and outside the words now seem to have a special relationship with Ian.there is another

Why are the three other people who came here together more and more incomprehensible?

Steve's good mood finally began to look a little bit ugly, but he still restrained his anxiety. "Before convicting someone, he must know what crime he has committed. Besides, Ian and I are in love, so it shouldn't hinder others, right?" Especially these seemingly irrelevant people.

"Honey, why is it so noisy?" Ian's dazed voice sounded from the stairs, and one could feel the powerlessness in it.He was sleeping soundly, but from time to time there was a loud voice from downstairs, he couldn't hear what he was saying, it was very annoying, Ian couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes widened, he grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and limped barefoot Turned out of the bedroom.

"Hiss..." His left foot was not as swollen as yesterday, but it still hurt when he went downstairs, and he didn't jump like yesterday, so he could only grab the handrail and move slowly step by step, taking a breath.

This voice misunderstood the four people in the living room. When they heard Ian's voice, everyone stood up and prepared to meet him, but they were stopped in place by the sound of inhaling one after another, like four stone sculptures. They threw themselves at the instigator.

Steve wanted to rush up to have a look, but he couldn't leave the people in the living room behind, so he reminded loudly: "Well... there are guests at home." Hey, what should have been a beautiful and sweet morning was overwhelmed by these four The uninvited guest was completely destroyed, otherwise he could have carried the person down now, and Ian didn't have to bear the pain to go downstairs.

"Guests? What guests?" Who would come to his house but Steve?Ian's bewildered mind couldn't turn the corner for a while, and he had already reached the corner of the stairs while speaking.

Steve saw Ian's bare calves sharply, and when he realized something, he almost rushed up the stairs in a few strides, "Tony, Mr. Wayne from Gotham, and two...don't know... ..." After successfully blocking the person at the corner, Steve secretly exclaimed that it was dangerous, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.Just seeing Ian's attire, his eyes were dark for a moment, I saw that Ian was wearing his white shirt loosely, and the loose shirt made him look thinner, it was almost fatal... The more I felt that those people downstairs came at the wrong time .

"Who...who?" Ian backed away in fright, but there were steps behind him, so there was no room for him to retreat. Seeing that he was about to fall, Steve put his arms around his thin waist, and carried him up. Stride up to the second floor.

When Ian was put on the bed and sat up, he was in a state of wandering and staring straight.Steve crouched in front of the bed, held Ian's hand, and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

"Who are the people you mentioned just now?" Ian said tremblingly, grabbing Steve by the front.He has realized something, but still does not give up.

"Tony, Bruce Wayne, there are two left, a big guy over 1.9 meters, wearing—"

Ian was short of breath, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of panic. "What about...the other one?"

"Are you feeling unwell, do you have a fever?" Steve raised his hand to touch Ian's forehead, as if it was a little hot. "Lie down, don't worry about them, it's all my fault." Steve said while pressing Ian to lie down, blaming himself in his heart.

"I'm fine, I don't have a fever, tell me who the other one is?" Ian said desperately.

Steve couldn't reach Ian in the end, so he had to say: "A child who looks like he has just grown up. He is not big and thin, but his muscles are still..."

"Goose goose...God...why are you so cruel to me?" Ian covered his face with his hands, wishing he could find a place to hide, with an evasive gesture of not wanting to see anyone.The four mission targets came to the door early in the morning. If there is no trick, Ian would dare to cut off his head and kick it as a ball, but why?Why exactly?Isn't the timeline back on track?Why do they still come here?Especially on the morning of the second day after he and his old Gong had just completed the great harmony of life, he made such a suspicious movement just now, oh my god, it's embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house!

How to do?How to do?How to do?

"Honey, don't scare me. If you don't like them, I'll ask them to leave right now. Don't do this." Steve pulled him into his arms, and patted his trembling back with his big hands. , full of bewilderment and worry.

"How do they look?" Ian raised his head and looked at Steve, the red marks at the end of his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Huh?" Steve didn't know how to answer the question for a while.

"That is, did they behave strangely? Or did they say anything?"

Steve thought for a while before saying: "Tony looks the most abnormal, he seems very angry, and told me to break up with you, pack up your things and get out of here." With a sense of crisis, the pillow wind blows like this without a teacher.

Ian was completely desperate.

"Bruce Wayne didn't say much, but the way he looked at me was very strange, as if he was cold and critical." It might be more appropriate to use the description of an old father-in-law looking at his son-in-law. The pig who knows where came out and stomped his own cabbage, but unfortunately Steve was destined not to get Bruce's true psychological journey.

Hehe... Ian didn't even have the strength to utter half a word...

"The other two are okay, but they don't seem to be acceptable."

"Old Gong, if... if someone, more than one person, tries everything possible to separate us, can you withstand the pressure?"

"Huh? What did you call me?"

"It doesn't matter what you call it, it's a name Huaguo calls male partners, you can also understand it as 'dear', tell me if you can do it quickly." The main reason is that Ian feels that he can't do it, and urgently needs the same trench His comrades cheered him up.

However, Steve felt that this word was different from "dear", and was going to find an opportunity to find out what it meant in private.He felt refreshed after being called, kissed Ian's forehead in a funny way, and said affectionately: "Honey, no one can separate us."

The four of them sat on the sofa and looked at each other. The atmosphere was frozen to the point. Tony grabbed a handful of hair irritably. He stood up abruptly and wanted to go upstairs to have a look, but roots grew under his feet. It seemed like he couldn't move a step.After a long time, he sat down on the sofa discouragedly, with his elbows resting on his legs and his hands covering his face.

"How about...how about we leave first?" Peter, who was restless, couldn't stand the increasingly oppressive atmosphere around him, so he suggested weakly.

"If you want to go, go, no one will keep you." Tony choked in an extremely bad mood.

Peter was so scared that he moved towards Clark, it was better to get along with this big guy.

Bruce, who propped his head in thought, said in a deep voice, "Tell me, why did you come to Ian?"

"You go first." Tony raised his hand and looked directly at Bruce.

He had a dream last night, in which he said that his uncle Ian was not dead. Uncle Ian belongs to a very special group, this group will be reborn after going through the reincarnation of fate, and now his uncle Ian has been reborn and given an address.Waking up from the dream, Tony shook his hands and wrote down the address on a piece of paper, only to find that it was the apartment he had been to. In an instant, Tony connected everything together. No wonder he felt kind and friendly when he saw the man named Ian. familiar.But he was afraid that it was just a dream, so he hesitated for a long time, so he packed up and prepared to go to the door to confirm, but he ran into Bruce Wayne who arrived at the same time downstairs. When he learned that this guy was also looking for Ian, Tony became more and more nervous Believe in that grotesque dream.Especially when two more people came to ask the property owner about Ian, Tony finally believed that his uncle Ian was not an ordinary person.

It's just that after he heard the property owner's sentence "Excuse me, is that Mr. Rogers?", as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, he suddenly realized what he had done before, regret and self-blame mixed with the moment of anger that had nowhere to vent swarmed in.He can only wait downstairs until the property management confirms that he is an acquainted guest before he is eligible to go upstairs, but Steve Rogers has already entered the room and is regarded as a master by the property staff.

All of this...all of this...is all brought about by him alone, he awakened Steve Rogers' secret feelings, and he planned a series of methods of dating and chasing people, and even gave a hellish five-star by lottery The couple's suite at the hotel.For that damn donut, he sent his favorite uncle to a man's bed with his own hands... Tony wished he could kill that foolish self!

Bruce and Tony stared at each other for a few seconds, and at the same time aimed at Peter who was sitting aside and trying to reduce his presence.

"From the youngest

start first. "

"..." Peter gasped for breath, and the pressure increased sharply, as if he was carrying a stone weighing several thousand catties.