Repair the bed?

Steve froze for a moment, then raised his long, strong legs and walked in behind him: "Where's the gangster who broke your bed before?"

"Oh, it's not gangsters." Meimei said, "It's a client, he is very strong, and broke my bed with one punch."

As she spoke, she pointed to the ground.

The mats and blankets were all put away by Meimei, and there was a pile of splintered wood on the ground, and there was a bed leg nailed by Meimei with all her strength.

"So, you're asking me to fix the bed?" Steve asked in his soft, drunken voice.

Meimei nodded: "Yes. Please, Steve."

"You're welcome," Steve said.

He immediately took off his coat, only wearing a tight T-shirt, exposing two extremely strong arms, picked up a hammer and nails, and began to repair it clangingly.

Meimei stood aside and watched as he repaired a bed leg with a few dings, and repaired a bed board with a few more dings.

With great strength and precision, he repaired an entire bed in no time.

"Okay." Steve stood up, put away the hammer and nails, turned the bed upside down, and patted on it, "It's just that this bed is a bit old, and the wood may not be strong enough. , if conditions permit, I suggest you change it."

Meimei nodded: "I know. But my aunt left it, and I don't want to change it for now. Thank you, Steve."

"You're welcome." Steve's voice was soft and intoxicating, "Is there anything else you can help with?"

Meimei thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"What?" Steve asked expectantly.

He wanted something to do.Especially for this kind of helping the weak, he felt that he was more valuable.

"Help me cut the ends of my forked hair." Meimei said, taking out the nail clippers from her pocket, "My eyes are not very good. If I look at them for a long time, they will become blurry, and the ends of normal hair will be blurred." Cut it off."

Steve froze for a moment.

He looked at the girl's straight black hair hanging down to her waist, and felt that it was as soft and smooth as silk. With his eyesight, he could clearly see that there were not many split ends on it.

"It's not for nothing to ask you to help." Seeing that he was silent, Meimei said, "I can give you a massage for free. You see, the cheapest one costs 99 dollars. If you feel uncomfortable, I will massage it for you. Keeping you much more comfortable."

Steve froze again.

"You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you can call Phil and ask him. Every time he goes on a mission, he will come to me for a set of massages." Meimei said again.

Steve didn’t speak just now, just because he wasn’t very familiar with this kind of thing.

Although he is over 90 years old, to be honest, he has only been awake for about 20 years, and his experience with girls is pitifully scarce.

Especially for such a young and beautiful girl, he was a little nervous.

But his attention was quickly focused on the key words "Phil, mission, massage".Phil is an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., a very sensitive identity. If he comes here every time he goes on a mission...

"Okay." Steve said softly.

Then Meimei walked out, and pointed to the small stool by the wall: "Move up."

Steve moved onto the low stool and followed the girl to the door.

The girl sat down, and he sat down too.It's just that he is tall and has long legs, sitting on such a low stool makes his legs uncomfortable.

"Come on." Meimei didn't seem to notice his discomfort, she stuffed the nail clippers into his palm, then grabbed a strand of hair, and stuck it in front of him.

A ray of fragrance floated into Steve's nose as the hair tip approached.

He froze slightly, but he controlled the strangeness, grabbed the girl's cold and smooth long hair, and began to cut her split ends.

Then he glanced out of the corner of his eye and landed on the billboard: "Your eyes are bad?"

"Yes." Meimei nodded, "I can't see people."

Can't see anyone?Steve looked at her almond-shaped eyes, black and white, very bright eyes, definitely not blind.

"Have you been trained? I think you walk normally, and you don't look like a blind person at all." Steve said softly.

Meimei leaned back, leaned her head against the glass door, and said, "I just can't see people, but I can see everything else."

"..." Steve was very surprised, "I've never heard of this disease."

Meimei shrugged.

"Have you been checked in a hospital?" Steve asked considerately, "Go to a bigger hospital for a checkup, it may cure your illness."

Meimei said: "It can't be cured, I am a curse."

"What?" Steve was a little surprised, "I think you may be too superstitious, you have to believe in science. The current medical technology is very good, and many difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be cured, you can try it. Otherwise, always It has some effect on your life."

Meimei sighed: "So what if it's cured? I'm a cursed person, even if it's cured, it won't do any good."

She told Steve about her ex-boyfriend turning ugly.

"You don't know how handsome he was then! He is tall, has long legs, and is extremely handsome. He is also enthusiastic about righteousness and protects his weak buddies. He is the best person!" Meimei could not bear it when she thought of this. I couldn't stop pounding my thigh, "But then he became like that!"

From her description, Steve seems to see a young and handsome young man, he is enthusiastic and brave, he is upright and righteous, and he is sympathetic to the weak.

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be the face of his good brother Bucky.For a moment, Steve also felt a little disappointed.

"Can you imagine? A handsome boy, turning into that!" Seeing that he had stopped talking, Meimei thought he felt it was a pity, so she sighed, "So it's fine for me to be like this, at least it won't ruin anything. people."

Steve regained consciousness from his memories, and seeing the sad look on the girl's face, he persuaded: "It's just a coincidence. Besides, you said that he didn't comb his hair, wash his face, don't shave, and he gained a lot of weight. It’s not ugly anymore. If you let him have a haircut, wash his face, shave his beard, and exercise, maybe he will be the same as before?"

"No." Meimei's voice became even lower, and she lowered her eyes, "It's not just his appearance that has changed. His eyes have become cold and heartless, and he pretends not to know me. Holding a gun, he shoots at people, and follows Like a terrorist."

When Steve heard this, his whole body froze, and without paying attention, he cut off a small piece of intact hair: "What? What's his name? Has he been arrested?"

"Ah! My hair!" Meimei pushed him away, grabbed her strand of hair that was cut off and was not in the same alignment as other hair, her eyes were red, she raised her head and looked at him accusingly. Steve: "Why are you so careless?"

"I, um, I'm sorry." Steve was at a loss when he saw the red eyes of this extremely delicate girl, "I didn't mean it, I'm really sorry."

Meimei lowered her head, looking at her baby's hair distressedly: "You go."

Steve, who was ordered to evict, stood up hesitantly.

He also wanted to ask her about the ex-boyfriend of the terrorist with a gun, what happened?As a soldier who has been transformed by serum, Steve believes that he has a responsibility to protect civilians and not allow terrorists to move around.

"But you said just now that you would give me a free massage." Steve said in an embarrassed tone.

Meimei raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.

She couldn't see people's faces clearly, and everyone's faces were blank in her eyes.

But this man's tall and straight figure, his gentle, calm but powerful body made her feel soft.

He must be a handsome guy.

definitely is.

She should be on good terms with all the hot guys and babes.

It was written in that strange letter.

"Come in with me." Meimei said.He stood up and walked into the house first.

Steve followed.

"Take off your shirt, face outward, and lie on it," Meimei said.

So, Steve lay on the bed he had just repaired.

His tall body was lying on it, but the small bed was stable, and he didn't even make a "squeak".This made Steve a little proud that his craftsmanship was so good.

After laying down, Steve began to observe Meimei.

He was thinking about how to extract information about her ex-boyfriend from her mouth.

Her reaction just now was a bit fussy, and he felt that she didn't want to talk about it.

He should let go of her defenses.

But when he raised his head, he saw Meimei bending over to take the essential oil. Her neckline was so big and loose, and Steve couldn't help but look at the scenery that he shouldn't have seen.

As a 90-year-old mother-fetal bachelor, Steve was only kissed by a secretary 70 years ago, and he never had any ambiguous experiences.

This mouthful made him overwhelmed, and he couldn't get over it for a long time.

He felt that he should apologize to the girl because he accidentally saw something he shouldn't have seen.

But the girl probably didn't notice, if he said it, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

An imposing man, the superhero Captain America, took advantage of a young girl, and Steve was tortured by his conscience.

Soon, he had no time to pay attention to his aching conscience.

Because his back hurts!

"Ah—" Steve couldn't help crying out.

Meimei was massaging his back with a force that was beyond Steve's imagination.

"You man, why are the muscles on your body so hard? It's like being frozen in the refrigerator for decades." Meimei massaged him, and it didn't feel too good. She had never massaged such hard muscles before. She was so tired that she was sweating profusely.

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