[Zhongyingmei] Small vase

Steve gritted his teeth: "...you listen to my explanation."

Of course Abby didn't say "I won't listen, I won't listen", she patiently listened to everything about Peggy.In order to fight for probation, Steve quickly confessed that the whole process from the two people's acquaintance, acquaintance, and separation later was broken.But it is very skillful, objective evaluation is the main body, and the subjective emotions incidental to it are approximately equal to zero.

After finishing speaking, the golden retriever carefully looked at the expression of Samoyed.

Samoyed is white and soft, like a piece of cotton candy.She's dressed up deliciously today, but now it looks like the marshmallow has leaked out and turned into a lifeless, limp puddle.

"So it is."

The light suddenly caused trouble at this time, and the colorful mess entangled, making it difficult for Steve to see what expression she was showing.His heartbeat soared to 180 yards, and he was anxious for a long time before reaching for the remaining small cake on the plate.

——Feed carefully.

Abby ate with his fingers, rolled all the cream into her mouth, and licked the corners of her mouth.Steve kept watching her, seeing her drooping eyelashes, her cheeks bulging now and then.

The two small eyebrows were slowly wrinkled, which caused people to be frightened for no reason.

Abby took a few bites of the small cake, but left it on a plate to cool slowly.

Bitter, it's not sweet at all.

……

As a result, the two went back very early that night, and Abby said, "I'm so sleepy." Steve looked at her and found that she was really not energetic, so he sent them home; Harley roared along the way, and Abby hugged him very tightly. Her face was pressed against the cold leather jacket, numb from the cold and she did not let go, like a little girl who was afraid of being robbed of her toys.

In the days that followed, Abby was a little preoccupied.Sometimes while talking, my mind will wander.Steve thought that it was Bucky's words that disturbed her mind, but he couldn't bring it out directly, for fear that it might be a gunpowder lead that would explode at any point.

A week passed in such a strange atmosphere.

This weekend, Steve was rarely emotional because his little girlfriend sent him a message asking him to come to her house after get off work if it was convenient.

Moved!How inconvenient!

Make it convenient even if it is inconvenient!

He was so absent-minded during training for the new batch of agent pups that he almost missed Natasha's punch.

The fist was full of strength, whistling and windy. Fortunately, Captain America still retained a little stress instinct, so he dodged aside, his fist brushing against his ear.

Natasha had a half-smile: "Concentrate, cap."

Steve cheered up quickly, and the subsequent demonstration training finally did not go wrong.After finishing today's "lesson", he lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped his sweat hastily, and after wiping, he settled there again.I couldn't help but my mind was racing, and I was out of my mind for a while.

Messy emotions were rampaging in his heart, and Steve was both happy and nervous when he thought of that message.After all the people left in twos and threes, he cleared his mind and went to the dressing room to change.

Then pick up the pace and go home.

The further you go up the stairs, the slower your steps.He stared at the approaching door, his head filled with messy conjectures.As a result, I just approached Abby's house, but found that the door was not locked, leaving a gap.

Steve's nerves tensed up, and he was almost scared out of his wits!

He pushed open the door and stepped in quickly, whispering Abby's name, only to find that the house was neat and tidy, as if it had been robbed.His footsteps slowed down again, his tight throat suddenly loosened, and he let out a breath.

The interior is lit with warm-toned lights, and it looks like someone is celebrating a birthday.This soft atmosphere made Steve feel safe, and his heart fell back completely, and he began to look around for Abby.

With four times the hearing ability, he quickly discovered where she was.She was hiding in the greenhouse, and there was her soft breathing behind the small door.

Steve didn't know why, so he took his steps lightly and lightly.

"Abby--"

He is like a little mouse lured by food, looking forward to the sweet cheese that greets him.But as soon as the little door was pushed open, he froze in place.

The originally full greenhouse was divided into two pieces.The ox head shaking the tree and the lovage family, even with the mandrakes, they all huddled together, looking aggrieved;

The other field was a bit bare compared to it, and it was full of mistletoe.Unlike ordinary mistletoe, they appear livelier and more spiritual.Seeing someone coming, they suddenly shook the leaves with a "swish", and the twisted and wilted branches were no longer limp, but still flexible. Steve watched them climb up the high shelf above his head, Working together, the branches form a perfect heart shape!

The ripe fruits were not hidden either, they filled the void in the heart of the vine, and the whole heart instantly turned bright red!

Abby was standing right next to the red heart, lifting her ridiculously pretty face slightly.

Steve suddenly felt dizzy at that moment, the red heart in front of him burned his eyes, causing his eye sockets to explode, a sharp heat.He had a sense of confusion of "what happened and where am I now", and he couldn't help reaching out to support the nearest flower pot.

It seems that the poor boy was dizzy by the 500 million falling from the sky.

However, this is not the most dizzy time for him.His little girlfriend was walking towards him. The long-lost herbaceous fragrance mixed with the sweet milk smell made her feel like a fairyland for a moment.

She stood still in front of him, looking up at her star-like eyes:

"You, you, do you like this surprise...?"

The fairy suddenly fell into the mortal world and turned into a repeater.The wonderland in front of Steve disappeared, turning into shards of glass.He held his forehead and laughed, like a dying person who was suddenly breathed out | alive.

He said, "I like it."

He couldn't love it.His girl stood under the mistletoe, and the magical red heart seemed to be a true heart she held out herself.

Abby was visibly relieved too.She tries to look natural:

"And do you know the legend under the mistletoe?"

"Varied--"

Her eyes twinkle and her lips are rosy.Steve didn't think about it at first, but when the first syllable was blurted out, he stopped abruptly.

His head was a little dizzy again, imagining hundreds of bottles of vodka on his head.He wanted to say "it's not Christmas," but his gaze had already moved uncontrollably from under her eyes to her lips.

At this moment, if he still said such things to spoil the scenery, he would call himself "the idiot of idiots" without being mentioned by others.

He was about to lower his head to kiss her, but she grabbed the collar with both hands.

Those hands were clearly white and weak, but they seemed to carry a thousand-weight magical power; his whole body was easily hooked by her like a slumped collar.

He lowered his face meekly, his lips pressed against hers.

It couldn't be touched lightly, and there was a wet "chirp".

The sound of rubbing was a bit loud in the quiet greenhouse, and Steve's heart blazed up in an instant.

He stretched out his single arm for her.That waist is so thin that she can easily grasp it with one hand; but she dare not act rashly with her mouth, unable to figure out what she means.

Abby originally wanted to "chirp" him and leave, but he restrained her, and her lips touched back unexpectedly.She looked at him with wide eyes in surprise, a little at a loss.

He didn't dare to move, and neither did she.Two lips pressed against each other, as if some magnet was drawn between them.

Kissing is really hard for a novice like Abby.Although it is not the first time to kiss, but almost every time she is in a passive position and has the upper hand.The four lips are stuck together, and with a slight movement, you can feel the moist heat of the other party.Abby fought in her mind for a long time, and felt that it would not be a good thing to be frozen for a long time, so she summoned up her courage——

He stuck out his tongue and licked the other two pale lips, like a kitten sipping water.

The lips were itchy and numb again.Abby closed her eyes cautiously, her eyelashes scratching lightly against his skin.

Steve's Adam's apple rolled violently, and veins burst out on his forehead.

This kind of non-aggressive, raw and tender stimulation made gold stars flash in front of his eyes.Her actions were so bold that it was rare for him to endure it even though he didn't dare to act rashly, but in the end he was forced to give up his armor and lost his patience.

But just when he wanted to hug her tightly and kiss her deeply, Abby opened her eyes again and jumped away from him, her movements were surprisingly quick.

Steve: "..."

His eyeballs were a little red.

Abby didn't see him almost eating people.Although this kiss was a bit unexpected, it was generally within the scope of her imagination.Her mind is still not in a mess now, she lowered her head and slowly said the thoughts she had rehearsed in her heart many times:

"I... I know that I may not be a qualified love partner. Because I am always timid and cowardly, and I need you to save me when I get into trouble."

"About your ex-girlfriend, I'm actually not mad at all, I'm just frustrated."

Steve calmed down slowly.He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Abby's eyes.

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were full of eagerness, but her mouth was clumsy and incoherent: "But I am not depressed now, because, because I think I can still improve, and I am willing to put in more effort than others. So although Your ex-girlfriend is fine..."

Her eyes were suddenly filled with moisture, which made people's hearts twitch.Before Steve could raise his hand, she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve.

She suppressed her sobs, as if she was extremely sad and hopeful.Those moist blue eyes opened wide:

"But, but can you wait for me?"

She is a person with almost no pursuits, and she is always slow in her relationship. The relationship can only be developed and maintained by others who throw olive branches first.Sometimes it's like a child walking alone in the dark, walking, suddenly a fiery light falls into his arms.She watched and guarded with joy. Although she often felt that she was not blessed to enjoy it, she was reluctant to let go after tasting the benefits.

She wants to keep the sun.

I want to turn him into my own sun.

The mistletoe was still shaking above his head, and Steve's heart stopped for a split second.

He wanted to say "you're fine as you are" or "you're the cutest, the best, the best," but his throat was blocked and he almost thought he was about to cry.The person in front of him looked soft and small, but he was more fierce than the dense artillery shells, and he was powerless to parry.

Only holding the same hot heart, he lowered his head and bit her lips.