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

I just said how could that guy be so kind, and didn't forget to bring my mobile phone, there is no signal at all here, bad luck!If you guessed right, don't even think about wifi!Yi Ensheng threw away the phone in a heartless way, and frowned, thinking about how he was transported here without knowing it last night. He couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

Forget it, let's call the employee Stephen to rescue him, hmph, I'm afraid that guy forgot that he can call foreign aid without a signal.

Before the connection was made, the door lock rang, and a man in a bathrobe walked in with a small bottle, and sat down directly beside Ian.

Finally thought of wearing clothes to cover up?Why don't you stay naked, huh?Ian turned his head the other way, not wanting to look at some guy with a broken head.

The injured left foot was gently held in his hand, and Ian shrank back subconsciously, almost crying from the pain.If it weren't for this guy, the injury on his foot might have healed sooner. As for the current situation, with his stomach empty, Ian's mood became worse and worse, and grievances came to his heart.

He said fiercely: "What are you doing!"

"Apply medicine."

"You don't need to be kind, I will do it myself."

"Be obedient and knead it to get better quickly."

It was still the same flat voice, but Ian was stunned to hear it was a bit deep, and was stunned for a moment, this guy is really... After thinking about it, since you are willing to take my stinky feet as a treasure, why should I be hypocritical.

The man lowered his head, staring intently at the feet that were swollen into pig's hooves. He poured the medicinal oil into his palm and rubbed it on. He rubbed it gently but vigorously before covering it.

Pain pain!Ian, who had never been afraid of pain before, was tearing up in pain at this moment, clutching the corner of the quilt and crying.He wanted to withdraw his left leg, but the calf was tightly clamped by the man's powerful arms, and he couldn't move an inch.In addition to the script, it is a relatively sensitive part, and the pain and numbness are relentlessly drilled into the head along the nerves.

"Easy... lighten..." Ian moaned, his pink and round toes curled up desperately.

The man paused, and a faint, almost invisible smile flickered across the corner of his mouth very quickly, his tone was still cold and abstinent: "Squeamish!" What he thought in his heart was: he is so delicate, so he must protect it in the palm of his hand in the future.The movements of the hands are also relaxed.

"!!!" Ian became more and more suspicious of whether this guy had read some weird script, otherwise, what kind of trouble would this one play after another early in the morning?

Steve, I remember, you wait for me!

"You...you...what are you going to do again?" Ian, who was frantically stabbing the little man in his heart, trembled in fright, wiped off the medicine, and rubbed his feet. Why are you so close? Men can't give or take kisses.Ever since he knew the real purpose of this guy, Ian wanted to keep a safe distance of three meters at all times.

"I'll take you to wash up." The man kept bending over, answering it as a matter of course, as if wondering why Ian made such a fuss.

"I can do it myself." Ian quickly moved to the side of the bed, stood up on his right foot, and deliberately hopped on one foot twice to prove that his golden rooster independence skills are full.

The man seemed a little impatient, he stepped up to Ian, ready to hug him by the waist.Ian was not willing to give in, he didn't care about being exposed, he dodged flexibly, and escaped smoothly, but he forgot that his foot was injured, and it was only because the other party was unprepared that he succeeded.However, the man seemed to think that it was interesting, so he deliberately let the water go, and after some back and forth, the two of them rolled into a ball for some reason, fluttering on the bed, and after a while, the bedding was messy and the pillows were flying.Both of them seem unwilling to admit defeat, you attack and defend, you cover and block...

By the time Ian came to his senses, he was already panting slightly and being crushed under him, his arms were pressed on his sides, one left and one right.The man originally only opened his loosely tied bathrobe, revealing his muscular chest. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was hanging on his body, and Ian's pajamas were also crumpled during the fight.

"Do you like this?" The man asked seriously without even changing his breath.

I like you big head ghost!Dare to think about me, Uncle Yi, you are so courageous. If you don't let you taste the power today, I, Ian, will write my name upside down.

He suddenly bent his right leg and attacked the most vulnerable place. The man did not avoid it, and he easily resolved it instantly with a posture of lifting weights lightly.ian

Angry, regardless of the injury of his left foot, he wanted to strike again before the man could react, but his left leg was tightly locked and he couldn't move an inch.Only then did Ian realize that the man had been protecting his injured leg from the very beginning, and he didn't feel any pain after such a fuss.

But this can't offset the man's excessive behavior. In Ian's view, it was just a cat teasing a mouse, and he was unfortunately the mouse being teased.Heartbroken, Ian twisted his body desperately in an attempt to make a final resistance, but the result was only to bring the two closer together. Through a thin layer of silk pajamas, Ian felt the shape of the other's body without accident. Muscle, vigorous strength.

There was a short tremor in the man's chest, and Ian heard a sentence that was enough to make him feel ashamed and angry. "So active?" The hoarse and deep voice carried a hint of imperceptible joy, and his naked eyes swept across Ian's fairy-like face inch by inch. There was a thin layer of red on his cheeks, and finally his full lips were tightly pressed because of anger, as if he was thinking about where to start his mouth.

It's so delicious, I want to try it, but I don't know where to try it first?This is probably what the man thinks now.

What kind of ghostly lines are these, you take the initiative!Ian can't wait to slap him!Those eyes were astonishingly bright, intertwined with anger and shame, and there was a cowardice that he didn't know about in his unyielding resistance, even the most dazzling jewels dared not compete with them.

"Don't look at me with such eyes." There was a flash of fire in the dark eyes, and the voice was hoarse and restrained.

Young birthday slightly!Whoever can fork out this guy with an abnormal head, I will immediately give away all my wealth.This time, let alone moving, he didn't even dare to vent his breath.

How can we call foreign aid in this situation?Ian didn't want to lose face in front of others.Hey, let's rely on ourselves.

A man can bend and stretch.Ian read it a dozen times in a row before he persuaded himself to put down his aggressiveness. He lowered his body, his eyes half closed, his eyelashes flickered, and his tone of voice was full of helplessness, showing a hint of weakness. "Steve, stop messing around!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach grumbled twice in response to the occasion.Ian was embarrassed for a while, and the redness on his face that had just subsided a bit returned to his most attractive appearance.After all the fuss just now, Ian was so hungry that he felt like he could eat a cow. When he thought that he hadn’t eaten much in the past two days and that this person was still bullying him, Ian felt even more wronged, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help curling up. Poor.

"Will you be obedient?" It's really painful, and she's good-looking, good-looking when she smiles, good-looking when she's angry, even when she's wronged...how can she be so good-looking, I really want to look at him like this for the rest of my life...

Hey, hey, what the hell is that regretful tone in your voice?The sequelae of not eating much for almost two days, Ian's hands and feet are weak at the moment, and he really has no strength to refute.

What is it all about!How can you miss him after raising such a good boy?Ian felt sore while being angry, and also mixed with a sense of powerlessness. I treat you as a brother, but you want to cheat on me, but you didn’t succeed. Guangzheng's heroic image of justice collapsed like this. I'm afraid even the author's own mother doesn't know him anymore. It's simply the biggest tragedy of the year, bar none.This person probably spent a lot of money to plan this out, why bother!Isn't it good to be a good brother?

As soon as his body was loosened, Ian sat up suddenly, oh my god, I almost lost my innocence.The man rewrapped his bathrobe and held out a hand.Ian secretly rolled his eyes, reluctantly climbed up, and stood up with strength, the man's long arms were wrapped around him, and the sudden suspension made Ian subconsciously grab the man's broad shoulders.

Forget it, let the princess hug the princess!Anyway, it wasn't the first time. Ian didn't know what would happen if he didn't follow this guy's wish. Ian, who was so hungry and weak, gave up struggling!

There was another slight vibration in the chest, and the man shook his hands with force, causing Ian to stare in shock. He knew that he would not fall, but he couldn't resist the honest physiological reaction, and quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck .

"You can get fatter." Ian could hear two tinges of joy in his flat voice.

Hmph, I have a perfect body, okay? Do you think everyone likes a muscular guy like you?

The bathroom maintains the same low-key luxury style as the bedroom, completely

The oversized jacuzzi that can accommodate two people made Ian have a toothache. Ian felt a bit like a snake at the moment. As long as it was something that might threaten his innocence, he must be very careful.

"Okay, okay, you go out quickly, I..." I didn't turn on the water all night, I was only in shock just now, and I felt like I was about to explode when I came back to my senses.I don't know why, but now Ian can't even say something like urinating in front of this guy. Before that, maybe he would have taken off his pants and drained the water long ago.God, how many times have I done this before?Ian tried his best to remember but couldn't think of anything, probably not?

The man placed Ian on the stool, unhurriedly took out a new toothbrush from the cabinet, squeezed the toothpaste very intimately, put it on the cup, and then walked out unhurriedly.

"Huh..." Ian, who had solved his physical problems, let out a long breath, washed his face and brushed his teeth in one go, and his speed was definitely comparable to when he was a soldier.Ian was really scared. He was afraid that after a while, the man would come in again and hug him out.

Jumping out with one leg, the messy bed has been tidied up without any wrinkles, and there is still a set of clothes neatly placed on the bed.

"Put it on." The man dropped the sentence and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of pattering water came out, and Ian looked around to make sure there was nothing extra, so he took off his pajamas and changed into clothes, which were just the right size.Ian couldn't help but wonder if someone had premeditated, otherwise how would he have time to prepare so much?

Originally, I didn't have time to digest the oolong confession last night, and so many things happened one after another early in the morning. Now I finally have time to think about it. The more I think about Ian, the more I feel that something is wrong, even weird everywhere.

"My private villa."

"Who are you talking about?"

"you know me?"

Especially these few words, at the time it sounded like Steve was pretending on purpose, but now that I think about it, it’s more like the other party didn’t know him to react like this, but when he was called Steve Rogers, he also No denial, why?

Is there another person who will really change so much overnight because of frustration in love?It's not too bad to be someone else!Is there really another Steve Rogers who looks exactly like him?

No no no, impossible!Ian vetoed this idea as soon as it came up. Even if there is such a person, you can't just like him, right?The man's blatant possessiveness was blinding.And don't look at this man's cold and ruthless appearance, and his whole body exudes a big boss's atmosphere. I always feel that he is not as cold and ruthless as he appears on the surface. Will do things that really hurt him, or do things out of line against his will.

And, most importantly, how did he get here?If this matter is not cleared up, even if Stephen saves him, he always feels that the possibility of entering the palace again is unavoidable.

God!What a headache.Ian tried to clear his mind, tried to recall all the details, so as to find some clues as soon as possible, but his brain was in a mess, and all the possibilities he could think of were always inconsistent, coupled with the fact that he was dizzy from hunger, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became .Forget it, forget it, it’s not too late, I’ll think about it when I’m full and strong enough.

The man moved quickly, and soon came out wrapped in a bath towel. Ian looked up, feeling tired again. Can you wear the clothes well? Do you want to seduce me with your fit body?Am I such a superficial person?Noticing the man's gaze, Ian turned his head away with reddish ears.

The man left a meaningful look, walked into the cloakroom, and chose the one that was easiest to show his figure among the rows of all-colored dark suits, and then chose a simple white shirt.

Ian peeked out his head secretly. The majestic cloakroom was at least three times larger than his apartment. If you read correctly, the clothes in the other row were all prepared according to his body shape, in various colors. There are all kinds of styles, which are much more beautiful than the row of clothes that are either black or gray or blue.Moreover, the texture is very good, and it is definitely a customized model from the world's top masters.In addition to clothes and shoes, there are several rows of display cabinets in the middle, not surprisingly accessories.

Does Captain America have another identity?Otherwise, how could so many things change overnight

, Ian began to believe that this villa belonged to Steve Rogers.

When Ian came back to his senses, he happened to see the man unbuttoning the towel and changing his clothes in front of him without even closing the door.God, I'm going to grow the eye of a needle!Ian feebly buried his red face in his hands. He couldn't dodge just now. He seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have seen!very scary!

Woohoo, mom, I want to go home!

The man quickly cleaned up. When he came out, he saw Ian buried his head on his knees like an ostrich, but his ears were red and bleeding, and the blue in his eyes seemed to lighten up. When he stood in front of Ian, At that time, I can no longer see any emotions and thoughts.

Ian is in a sensitive moment now. When he sensed someone approaching, he subconsciously dodged back. The look of fear of avoiding it made the man look cold, and his tone was permeatingly cool: "Go to eat."

"Oh, good."

"I'll take you to the restaurant to eat, or I'll feed you here, choose one."

Ian's foot stiffened when he stepped out, brother, I hurt my foot, not my hand, and you still want to feed me, do you think I'm severely disabled?Why didn't I just run away while this guy was taking a shower?Ian wished he could kill the self who was going to stay in the wolf's den to find out the truth just now. This is called self-inflicted evil.

"Can I choose not...not to eat?" Ian burst into tears in his heart, trying to ignore his stomach that had already started to twitch. Isn't it just another hungry meal, a man is afraid of a ball.

"You can try."

The understated tone made Ian's scalp tingle, and he always felt that if he chose not to eat what was waiting for him, it would be a huge disaster.

"If you don't want to choose, you have to—"

"Hug and hug!" Ian closed his eyes, straightened his waist, and was afraid of the hair, I don't want you to be a bully, so there is no need to go hungry for this little thing.

Ian, who was nestled in the man's arms, was still firmly comforting himself: I am retreating strategically, wait for my counterattack when I am full of food and drink!