[Comprehensive] How to raise a robot baby

"I will accompany you till the end..."

"you will not."

"Bucky, whatever you do, I'll—"

Before he could finish his words, his lips were blocked without warning.

What came down was a fiery kiss, lip to lip collision, fierce sucking and caressing, the man greedily asked for it, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

The tip of his nose was filled with scorching breath, he heard his heart beating like a drum, and his limbs felt a little weak.

The pungent alcohol and the sweet smell of rust were entangled between his lips and tongue. He opened his eyes wide, but found that he couldn't focus at all.

They had never been so close before, the smell of alcohol and the man's fine curly hair almost blurred all his senses, and only the two of them gasped ambiguously in their ears.

Everything seemed to happen so naturally.

His surroundings gradually became blurred, darkness descended, and a feeling of suffocation emerged spontaneously.

……

"you will not……"

The man's voice was like a ghost and a curse, echoing endlessly in his brain.

He wanted to tell the man...

He wants to say...

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Steve?When Rogers opened his eyes, he felt a little chilly, and then he felt sore all over his body.It was quite difficult for him to even raise his arm, as if his muscles had been removed, completely uncontrollable.

This feeling was worse than the pain he felt when he jumped from a height of dozens of floors and was only cushioned by his shield.

Because of that feeling, it usually doesn't last long.

The feeling of suffocation in his chest still lingered, and a burst of heart palpitations hit him, making him even more at a loss.

Steve's headache was splitting, and the dull pain kept devouring his will.

Apparently this feeling is stranger than soreness.

Most importantly, he found himself without clothes.

There was only a rag covering him.

Finally realizing this, the captain's face became hot, he moved his body feebly, and sat up slowly.

Everything made him feel like he was still dreaming.

——Things were far worse than he imagined.

His back was a little tight, Steve tried to shake his upper body, some gravel and gravel fell from his back.

Last night's intense fight with...

Now there is only a faintly visible bruise on the captain's back.

The abandoned boxing gym where he was resident had turned into ruins after last night.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, the wallpaper is damaged and peeled off, and there are a lot of cement and gravel lying on the ground. Except for the ring where he is, everything is buried in sand and stones, hideous and messy.

With just the act of sitting up, a layer of dust was raised all over his body.

Steve coughed uncomfortably.

Just as the captain was trying to improve his own situation, a clear and crisp scream that was characteristic of a child suddenly exploded in his ears: "Ah, Uncle Steve, you have no clothes on!!"

Steve was so startled that he subconsciously pulled off the rags covering his body that could only hide his shame—judging from the color, this was undoubtedly his favorite shirt.

He tried to stand up, but with a little reluctance.

There are no obvious bunkers around, and the sand and rocks on the ground are too fine to use.useless.

The rags on the body are too small.useless.

The reaction speed is too slow.useless.

Under the current limited conditions, it is better for him not to move.

Wait, why are there other people here?

The insensitivity of his senses prevented Steve from immediately noticing that there was a person beside him, a little girl with twin ponytails.

After the girl screamed, she covered her eyes with her hands, but what happened to the gap between the fat short fingers?

Steve rubbed his head, having a headache.

The girl was obviously not surprised at all, but she pretended to be surprised, probably knowing that she had been discovered, so the girl simply put down her hand and looked at it openly.

team leader:"……"

So how did this girl bring a dog and climb up this ring that was taller than her?

——There is nothing normal today.

The little girl in front of her was only about five or six years old. She had curly brown hair and a delicate and cute face. The most noticeable thing was her tall and beautiful nose bridge, which made her facial features look three-dimensional. She has been a beauty since she was a child.

The girl is holding a horse dog that is bigger than her. Its golden brown hair is smooth and smooth. This kind of horse dog is the best breed among police dogs, and the one in her hand obviously accepts it. The most difficult training.

The dilapidated environment around him made this excellent horse dog a little uneasy, its night-like eyes glared fiercely at him, afraid that as long as he dared to harm this girl, it would pounce on him without giving him any time to breathe.

Noticing the uncomfortable man's gaze, the girl introduced him: "His name is Little Bear, and he is my father's pet."

The girl had a sweet smile, as pure as an angel who had strayed into the mortal world.

The captain who had fully woken up did not dare to take this lightly, which was really too weird.

Of course, he couldn't beat a little girl.

But then again, he couldn't lay hands on a little girl either.

"who are you?"

The girl asked the big dog named Little Bear to take a paper bag in her hand to the still naked man.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the big dog just stared at him.

"Don't worry, Uncle Steve, it's just clothes, I promise there's nothing in it." The girl looked at him with her head tilted, exactly like her big dog.

Steve carefully took the paper bag, which contained some new clothes and a pair of shoes, even the underwear he was used to wearing, and they were all in his size.

The girl asked the bear to come back, and said to Rogers: "An uncle asked me to give these to you just now."

In front of a five or six-year-old girl, Steve was at a loss as to what to do, but the girl had no intention of leaving, so the captain had no choice but to retreat: "Girl, can you turn around?"

The girl blinked innocently and turned around obediently.

"You're lying, who are you?" Steve asked as he dressed as quickly as he could.

"Can we wait until you get your clothes on, Uncle Steve?"

This girl has a clear mind and has been talking about him all the time, which is completely inconsistent with her age on the outside.

Steve stood still, carefully searched the surroundings with his eyes, and finally found that his shield was pressed under a huge stone, only a red edge was exposed, and there was still a distance from him.

The girl turned around, her thin lips were pursed, her little face was bulging, and she looked a little unhappy: "You didn't even tell me that you were all right!"

Steve moved his body and didn't answer.

He still feels a little top-heavy, and his physical discomfort has eased a lot, but what he has never experienced before is the biggest reason why the captain's performance is not like his own.

Steve shook his head and exhaled deeply.

"You're still hungover. I have a bottle of hangover medicine here, but I don't think you will accept it, Uncle Steve." The girl said softly.

"I don't get drunk," Steve said quietly.

The girl's little chin nodded: "It's true, but there is a special ingredient in the wine that Uncle Steve drank last night, it can trick your cerebellum, make your body feel drunk, and make your body feel drunk. Limbs are harder to control."

Rao is a gentleman like the captain, and he couldn't help but put on a serious face at this moment: "How do you know this?"

"I know everything." The girl raised her chin proudly.

"Uncle Bucky invited you here yesterday."

"You haven't seen each other for a long time..."

"You also had a fight."

The girl mentioned this, and Steve almost uncontrollably remembered the scene of last night.

Countless memories flashed through his brain in an instant, scene after scene, these pictures made him stiffen all over.

He had been looking for that person for a long time but he was nowhere to be found. Yesterday the person suddenly took the initiative to ask him to come here.

When he came, he brought a bottle of wine. The man knew that he would not get drunk, but he insisted on talking while drinking.

They talked a lot, about when they were kids, about the war, about him waking up, about everything...but now he couldn't remember exactly what it was.

Then they fought, and then...

"Oh, Uncle Steve, you are blushing." The girl said as if she had discovered a new world.

The red-faced captain: "..."

"I know you have been looking for Uncle Bucky for a long time, and I can help you." The girl whispered.

The captain's expression couldn't help showing a trace of excitement, but he quickly restrained himself: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Most importantly: "Who exactly are you?"

Help him find it?How could this be possible, even he himself couldn't find it.

But the girl in front of him convinced him unconsciously, obviously in such a weird scene.

But... can he still face that person calmly now?

Steve shook his head in his heart, he must find that person, no matter what he has done.

"I don't have a name." The little girl said pitifully.

Steve frowned, clearly not understanding this.

"My father didn't name me." Finally, there was a wave of fluctuation in the perfect expression on the little face, looking a little timid.

Very good, now standing in front of him is a five or six-year-old girl with a super high IQ who is said to know everything but has no name.

What is this all about?

But his brain clearly told him that all of this was a real scene.

The man's expression was very strange, the girl stared at him for a while, and then said again: "Uncle Steve, please believe me, I can really help you find Uncle Bucky, but in exchange, I would like to send my rescued my father."

"What?" Steve thought for a moment that he had heard wrong.

——Although that is impossible.

"My father's name is Harold Finch. He was caught by bad guys. I want to ask Uncle Steve to help me rescue him." The girl's eyes were helpless and begging.

Seeing the immature and shy face of the little girl, Steve was inexplicably soft-hearted.

"You said your father's name was Harold? Finch?"

The little girl nodded furiously: "Uncle, can you help me save him?"

The captain had already planned to agree, but looking at the girl's little face, he suddenly noticed a fact.

Since he woke up, he has been led away by this girl.

"What I said is true!" Seeing that he didn't nod, the little girl immediately said anxiously, "Only you can save him."

"I can check for you..."

"I know where he is," the girl interrupted Steve directly.

"Just as I know Uncle Bucky is on the freeway, heading northeast, and he's about to get on the plane."

The girl stretched out her baby-fat arm, and tapped on the delicate silver-white bracelet with intricate patterns.

A light blue holographic projection appeared on the ring, and a cool light immediately enveloped them.

On the [-]D image, a familiar figure was whizzing by on a heavy locomotive.