[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

"Forehead……"

Steve couldn't help but said, "Maybe what you said is a bit exaggerated, I don't think he would have such a reaction, and, Joe is an adult—"

"You are so naive, cap." Natasha looked at him full of pity, "Do you think that after Tony finds out about this, he will share with you his thoughts on falling in love with his nephew with a smile on his face? He He will definitely put on his battle uniform at the first time, and then shoot you."

"Just because Joey's family might be involved, he made preparations in advance, arranged for Joey's parents to travel abroad, let Joey stay in a safer country Y, and then cooperated with us to complete this task," Na Tasha analyzed him bit by bit. The more she analyzed, the more she felt that if the captain was really with Joey, the future would definitely be difficult. "He even concealed his injury. I don't think he would like to see himself A nephew who cares so much and a…”

Natasha paused, touched her chin, and said softly, "He may not be able to ignore your age, cap."

Steve: "..."

He has a complicated heart, after all, he has not forgotten the term centenarian that Tony once blurted out very naturally when he was cooperating with Iron Man.

No—Steve reacted suddenly, he looked at her with a sincere face, "Natasha, I have to say you really misunderstood the relationship between me and Joe, Joe is indeed a very nice boy, but I really don't have that kind of relationship with him."

"I see." Natasha nodded, stepped away, raised the back of her hand and waved at him casually, her tone was very perfunctory, "I think you should save these words and tell Tony later."

Steve:  …

Standing alone by the window at the end of the corridor, he felt that his feelings had been distorted by everyone, which made Captain America a little helpless.

Maybe he really shouldn't continue to hesitate any longer. Steve, who thought he had sorted out his thoughts, decided to wait for Joey to go back to the country to find him. This time he won't turn around before seeing Joey like last time. leave.

Country Y's capital, 221 Baker Street.

Through the curtains that were not fully drawn, one could see a curly-haired man in a slim three-piece suit standing by the window, holding a violin in his hand, with his left cheek against the body of the violin in a very Pulling the strings with a standard and graceful posture, he closed his eyes, and his body swayed slightly with the music floating in the room, showing a very intoxicated state.

Just looking at his performance, I am afraid that he is really playing a very beautiful tune, instead of making a noise that is no different from sawing wood.

Joey silently handed Peter a pair of earplugs, Peter took it in surprise, he didn't even ask where it came from, he stuffed it into his ears, and then he finally relaxed on Joey , let out a long sigh of relief.

He felt he was saved.

In fact, when Mr. Detective was about to start playing the violin, Joey and Peter thought that Sherlock would play a moving violin piece for them, seeing his proficiency.

As a result, they realized that they were too naive when the sound of sawing wood was enough to make people's teeth sore, and they immediately understood why Mr. Watson rolled his eyes at that time.

It wasn't until Watson in front of the computer finally turned his head and roared unbearably that Sherlock put down the violin in a lack of interest and stopped the torture of his ears.

Because there were two more people staying, Watson stayed with Sherlock temporarily this night, while Joey and Peter lived in Watson's room.

"Mr. Watson is really not easy," Peter sighed after the two of them closed the door, "the relationship between them must be very good." Otherwise, it would be impossible to endure Mr. Sherlock's behavior that is enough to challenge human patience.

"I think so too." Joey shrugged.

This time it was still Joey who took a shower first, and then Peter went in. When Peter came out, he saw that Joey had gone to bed, but he was not asleep, but sitting cross-legged on the bed, hanging down. Fiddled with the phone with her head, her slightly drooping eyes were covered by eyelashes, so she couldn't see the emotions clearly.

Peter subconsciously didn't make a sound, just stood there and looked at Joey, but he found that the person sitting on the bed didn't realize that he was being stared at.

Moreover, even if Peter didn't know what Joey was thinking, he felt that Joey didn't seem to be in a very good mood at the moment.

When his eyes fell on the screen of Joey's mobile phone, his excellent eyesight allowed him to clearly see the flashing picture. Although it was very fast, and Peter also looked away at the first time, he still recognized it. The person in the photo is his idol Tony Stark.

Peter swore that he didn't mean to, he didn't mean to peep into Joey's privacy, but he couldn't act as if he didn't find anything after seeing it.

So is Joey thinking of Mr. Stark?

Peter, who has no love experience at all, can't help but wonder, is this the expression of liking someone? Even in a foreign country, he always misses another person. Peter can't imagine this feeling, especially when he contacts Stark. Peter's brows were unconsciously frowned on the fact that Mr.

Joey, who was sitting on the bed, was looking down and thinking. Although the previous phone call was normal, Joey always felt that something was wrong. He swipe the photo of his uncle stored in the mobile phone album, hesitating whether he should do it again. He made a phone call, because he was so focused on this matter that he didn't notice that Peter had come out of the shower.

It wasn't until he heard Peter's purposely made voice that he came back to his senses. When he looked up, he found Peter frowning at him.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Joey felt that he was not dressed properly by this gaze. He even looked down, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Peter sat next to him, he clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed to make his expression look a little more serious.

"I have something to tell you, Joe."

Joey was amused by his expression, "What?"

Peter stared at him, expressionless, not speaking.

Joey: "...I was wrong."

Peter nodded in satisfaction before speaking, "We're friends, aren't we?"

"of course."

"I know that this kind of behavior may not be very good, but I think there are some things that you have to say as a friend. Of course, the decision is yours, Joe."

Joey put his hands on his cheeks, and he blinked, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Although I have no experience in this area, I have read books about them recently. The book says that a correct and beautiful relationship can make people get a positive response. I think this has a certain reason."

"Ah?" The black eyes were full of bewilderment.

"I mean——" Peter tried hard to hold back something that made a lot of sense, but at the moment he only found out that his vocabulary was poor to a certain extent. Finally, he gave up, shrugged his shoulders, and let out a long sigh. Cover your face with your hands.

Forget it, he is not suitable to be the talk anchor on the late-night radio at all.

"Although Mr. Stark is very attractive, I think he may not be suitable as a lover."

Peter said seriously, "I think you might get hurt if you're with him."

"Huh?!" Joey opened his eyes wide, and he looked at Peter in shock, with an expression of 'do you know what you're talking about'.

Peter scratched his cheek in distress, and he tried hard to express that he was really serious at the moment, "I don't want to stop you, Joe, but I think maybe you can think more carefully about the relationship between you and Mr. Stark. Feelings, not long ago, another lace news of him appeared on the Internet."

Joey: "...poof."

"Hahahahahaha——" After finally understanding what Peter meant, Joey laughed out loud. He couldn't even support his body from laughing, and fell directly into Peter's arms, and his laughter became more obvious.

Peter watched his reaction with a confused face, and he felt that something was not quite right.

"Puff...cough," Joey managed to restrain his smile. He got up from Peter's arms, rubbed his face, and looked at Peter with a more serious expression. "Thank you very much for your kind words. concern, Peter."

"But I have to say, Mr. Stark and I don't have the kind of relationship you think, he just treats me as a junior."

Peter: "...But Mr. Stark said that your relationship is very close."

Joey couldn't help laughing, "When did you hear him say that, but if you talk about intimacy, you can say that to a certain extent, but I really don't have that kind of relationship with him."

Peter asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." As he spoke, Joey nodded to emphasize that he was not lying. Peter was dubious, but Joey's sincere eyes made him suspect that there might be some other reason.

The sound of the rain outside the window became a little louder, and there was still a faint sound of dull thunder.

Joey's drowsiness was already welling up, his eyes were half-closed, and he was about to fall asleep, but at this moment he heard Peter's voice again.

"I will always support you." The voice was soft but firm.

Joey turned around, and the two of them were already lying on the bed with the same quilt. In the dark, Joey couldn't see Peter's expression clearly, and only vaguely felt that Peter was looking at him.

"As a friend, I hope you can have a lover who is also good to you, but also supports all your decisions," Peter said, "If you fall out of love in the future, I will lend you my shoulder."

"If I'm broken in love, I'd be more inclined to buy a case of beer and drink them up, and I'll remember to bring you with me when the time comes," he said with a low laugh, "but you can't drink, I didn't expect to be hugged and chewed by you when you were drunk again."

Peter: ...

He turned over and turned his back directly to Joey, his angry voice came from the darkness: "This is the end of our friendship!"

"Hey, Peter, I think we can discuss it again," Joey approached very naturally, and he said with a smile, "You can't be so stingy, just now you said that you will always support me."

"Did I just say that?"

"I'm sure you did."

"Then I forgot."

"It really breaks my heart."

You and I bicker back and forth between the two until the voice gradually fades away and then disappears completely.

The night passed quietly, and the next day had a rare good weather. The sunlight illuminated the bedroom, and two big boys could be clearly seen sleeping on the not-so-big single bed.

Peter's limbs were wide open, occupying more than half of the bed. Probably because he felt that the sleeping space had become smaller, Joey changed his sleeping position. His head rested on Peter's abdomen, his legs were curled up, and he fell asleep on his side. night.

As for the sheets that were originally covering the two of them, they were pushed out of the bed at some point, and they were lying pitifully on the floor.

Until a burst of melodious violin music pulled them out of their sleep.

Both of them yawned and got down from the bed. They didn't fully wake up until after washing up. After they got out of the bedroom, they found that Sherlock was standing by the window playing the violin again, but this time it was no longer the unsound voice from yesterday. .

"If he's in a good mood, or if he's not bored, he won't make that ugly sound on purpose." Watson explained to them.

Joey and Peter felt that they probably couldn't understand the interest of such a high IQ person, and they both shrugged.

They stayed in country Y for another two days, and visited all the sights worth visiting in country Y. On the third day, they bid farewell to Watson and his party, and boarded Stark Enterprise's private jet.

If there is no accident, they will return to China after a few hours of flight.

This is under normal circumstances.

When Joey and Peter were exchanging about the interesting content on Twitter recently, the plane suddenly began to shake violently, just when the figure of the flight attendant appeared in their sight, with a soothing expression on her face, she wanted to say something to them when.

With a bang, the machine began to lose its balance in the loud noise that almost burst the eardrums.

If you look from the outside, you can see that the tail of the plane is emitting thick smoke, and just above the crumbling plane, a helicopter is flying with weapons on the lower end of its fuselage, precisely because it just An attack on the aircraft would have caused this.

There was only one person in the helicopter. He had a crazy look on his face, and he pulled the remote control lever while laughing wildly.

With a completely desperate momentum, the helicopter directly crashed into the private plane.

boom--

The broken fuselage wrapped in flames scattered from the sky and fell on the sea level, splashing waves one after another.

hospital.

"Sir, you have to make sure that you won't put on your battle suit and fly around recently. Your wound has only just healed. Once you have a little bit of exercise, it may cause the wound to burst." The AI ​​butler dutifully reminded.

"Of course I know."

Tony stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He carefully looked at his face inside, then picked up the cosmetics placed on the sink, frowned and read the instructions above, "It seems that those girls use this to change themselves skin color?"

"Pepper probably won't lie to me." He muttered as he twisted off the cover and rubbed it with his fingertips, then spread it on his face.

While applying it, he also looked in the mirror to make sure it really worked.

He couldn't let his nephew find him pale when he saw him, Tony thought to himself, he thought he was really clever enough to think of such an idea.

This made him couldn't help showing a smug smile, and raised his eyebrows at himself in the mirror.