[Zhongyingmei] This siren asks you to go out

Withdrawn from the synaesthesia, the siren panted violently, as if the lungs were suddenly flooded with air after a long period of suffocation.

The sense of loss of control and weightlessness still lingered in her senses, like a haunting ghost.

The girl subconsciously looked at Steve. Although his expression was calm, his forehead was covered with sweat. When he met the man's complicated and contradictory eyes, the Siren didn't have time to think about it so much, so he pounced on him.

"Steve..." She couldn't speak, her fingers were shaking, and she was covered in sweat when she took off the protective clothing, "Is the polar sea...is it very cold?"

The man was amused by her childish question, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

He took off his helmet, and his short light-colored hair was already wet with sweat.

"How?" Raleigh smiled, "I almost got into trouble when I first communicated with Mazi."

Siren tells the truth: "Steve's past is better than anyone's, but it doesn't feel good."

After finishing speaking, the girl touched her face and said in a low voice, "I thought I would cry..."

Newton murmured from the sidelines: "Your lacrimal glands may not have developed yet."

Siren glared at him after hearing this: "I see."

After shutting down the huge machine, Raleigh opened the passage, making it easier for several people to leave here.He glances at Steve, who is looking back at him.So the man slowed down, watching the siren bouncing around to argue with Newton, and then he looked at the man with blue pupils in front of him.

"Captain Rogers, the synesthesia just now gave you something to say?"

Steve nodded: "Newton said that some memories can be soothed."

Raleigh pondered for a moment: "That's true, but the experiment has not been completed, or it may need to be delayed for a while, because the Pacific Rim Defense Corps is not needed anymore, so all scientific research is progressing very slowly."

Steve smiled gratefully at the other party after hearing this: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

"Actually, I don't think Siren's past needs to be appeased," Raleigh said bluntly, "She is a very strong girl."

After hearing this sentence, Steve was silent for a moment, and then he laughed. The sunlight leaked through the window and shone straight into the base, dispelling the cold and gloom brought by the metal.

"I just want to be with her." Recalling everything in the synaesthesia, the man took a lot of effort to restrain himself from shaking his fingers. "She is really strong."

Raleigh folded his arms and said with a smile, "In some respects... you two are a bit alike."

"I hope she's just a normal girl."

Raleigh touched his nose and teased the other party: "If it's too ordinary, I'm afraid Captain America won't like it."

……

Back at the Avengers base, Siren ran back to the room alone and closed the door and couldn't come out.

Tony, who was standing in front of the coffee machine, saw Steve coming back, and immediately joked, "How about it, have you seen the inner world of the siren?"

Steve pinched his eyebrows helplessly: "What is the origin of that Poseidon?"

"Coleson is trying to locate him, but this person is very cautious. Even Cui is missing. Our current clues are only those experimental subjects." Tony made a cup of coffee and handed it to Steve, "Why, What did you see in the world of the siren?"

"Too many," Steve shook his head. "That institute is hell."

The man took a sip of the coffee, then put the cup aside, took out the oranges from the paper bag, and while making juice, he told the other party what he saw in the girl's consciousness.

Tony's expression gradually became more focused, and his curiosity about life and science gave him a challenging mood towards Poseidon.

As a person with the world's top brain, Tony has never seen such a cruel person.

Those experimental subjects were only in their teens, while the young ones were even just born.

"It looks like...we need to speed up deciphering that chip. I guess a lot of experimental content is stored in it."

Steve nodded: "I still need you."

"Of course it's fine, but there's one thing I guess you don't know yet." Tony laughed.

The man is a little puzzled.

Iron Man gave a brief order to Friday, and the TV in the living room turned on.

The news TV station is broadcasting about the recent terrorist attacks in New York around the clock. After the continuous explosion scenes, the scene freezes on Steve in a battle suit leaning on a seriously injured girl in his arms.

The announcer spent a lot of time introducing this girl to the audience, saying that she has changed from a monster at the beginning, a fearsome trouble, to a hero who saves the people now. She has protected many people, but she has suffered a lot. serious injury.

There is also a picture of her walking out of the Avengers base after recovering. The girl is wearing a skirt, without covering the gills and scales of the fish. Her eyes are bright and sharp. She turns her head in the camera, smiling like a flower when she heard something interesting. .

The wind blows her skirt, and the whole picture is very beautiful.

Steve watched the high-definition Siren's smiling face on TV, but frowned.

"The siren is becoming more and more famous now, and many people think she is the new superhero." A mocking look flashed across Tony's face, "Steve, isn't our intention to protect?"

"That's right, but..." The man stopped talking and poured the squeezed juice into the glass.

Blueberries, oranges, mint.

Added together is Siren's favorite flavor.

"I will do my best to protect her."

In the end, Steve just said this, then turned around, took the juice and left.

Tony stood behind him and shrugged.

"Is this good to drink?"

The girl’s room has the best lighting. No matter what season the sun is, it can almost fall onto the carpet in the afternoon. The over-thick insulation and double-glazed glass make this place look like a huge greenhouse. When Steve opened the door, the sun was shining. Dazzling light comes in, outlining a slim figure in front of the window.

The man raised his eyes, his expression frowning for a moment.

The siren turned and looked at Steve.

Against the light, the girl tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

She was always youthfully dressed and changed into a dark one-line skirt, stockings and leather shoes, and a white chiffon shirt with a very low neckline, revealing a large area of ​​white skin. She draped her hair over her shoulders and curled it into waves The same bewitching arc.

Cosmetics accentuated her deep enough outline, making her eyebrows and eyes sharp and charming, and under her tall nose were soft lips dyed bright red.

This retro dress makes the girl look like she walked out of a World War II photo.

"you……"

"The clothes I asked for from Natasha, how do they look good?" The siren couldn't change her lively and innocent nature, and the mature shelf could only hold it for a second, and then ran up to Steve, " Her clothes don't fit me well, and you can see that her breast size is different..."

As she said that, she pulled the collar, and the slightly exposed curves were exposed naked/exposed without any cover.

Steve froze for a moment before remembering to hold her hand.

"Siren." The man was a little overwhelmed by the scene that only existed in his memory. He seemed to have returned to the age of conscription. Those girls who could dance and sing were dressed in such attire, blooming like flowers, and he was in the garden. cramped outside.

Siren tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it pretty?"

"No," Steve shook his head, "it's nice and beautiful."

The girl smiled happily again, revealing a row of neat little teeth. Under such a beautiful smile, those sharp fangs looked much more gentle.

"I saw Peggy Carter wearing it like this," Siren turned around against the sun, the skirt of the one-line skirt did not produce a floating effect, so it seemed to show her figure, "You should like it, right? "

She talked a lot today, with a little temptation and nervousness.

After all, a girl dressed like this has never tried before, and I don't know if Steve can get used to it.

"I remember that in the synaesthesia, you are wearing this tie." Siren stepped forward and unskillfully tied the tie for the man. Her fingers trembled a little, and her long and slender eyelashes were also trembling with anxiety. Fanning.

Then, she raised her eyes, her beautiful pupils filled with anticipation.

"Steve, do you want to dance?"

The man laughed, but shook his head.

The rejected girl's eyes widened in surprise.

"Siren, you don't have to pretend to be anyone," Steve said, he reached out and brushed the other's long hair behind his ear, with a hint of helplessness and pity in his expression, "You look good in your usual appearance. "

The siren was silent for a moment, then asked him: "But don't you miss her very much?"

The question earned Steve a longer silence.

However, after speaking, Siren himself realized the problem.

"You're right, I'm not her after all."

Steve looked at the girl's sad face, and retorted in a panic for a while: "No, no, siren, I mean..."

But the sea monster didn't give him more chances to speak. She turned around and lowered the heavy curtains, and the light in the room immediately dimmed.

The girl turned around, and the snake pupil looked at Steve, and then she reached out and pulled the belt on the chest of her clothes.

When she put her fingertips on the man's astonished face, the Siren looked proud and somewhat unwilling.

"Since you don't want to talk nonsense and you don't want to dance, let's skip this step."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch the button on the man's neckline.

The girl's intentions were too obvious. Steve calmed down quickly after a short shock. He held the girl's hand and felt the temperature in the room rising. Feeling, seduce him silently.

The man stopped the girl's movements, looked at her indulgently as if coaxing a child, and then shook his head.

Siren raised his eyes: "You hate me?"

"I don't hate you."

"I like you," said the siren bluntly, "like a spouse."

"I like you too, but I haven't thought about getting to this point." Steve frowned. He has never been a long-winded person, but when facing the siren, he always felt that he was taking advantage of others.

"But I've thought about it." Now, the girl smiled with crooked eyebrows. She stood on tiptoe and whispered in the other's ear, "Now is the best time for mating, don't you want?"

Hearing the girl's words, Steve suddenly remembered what Tony had said as a joke to him a few days ago.

"The siren's heat/estrus/period is just these few days, you have to seize the opportunity, or be more careful."

"You're only an adult and you've been hurt."

"So you're worried about this?" The siren smiled, and pressed his lips against the man's lips without hesitation, kissed him delicately and reverently, and then stretched out his fingers to wipe away the little bit of lipstick stained on the corner of the man's mouth, "You know who I am , isn't that enough?"

"Not enough," Steve backed away slightly, "it's not fair to you."

Siren raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"If even I wanted to pursue fairness, I would not be alive now."

She said, with a little sweetness in her heart.

"Do you think you owe me because you don't like me that much?"

Steve has always been unable to deal with her bluntness: "Siren, there are many things you don't understand yet."

"I know you're Steve Rogers, that's enough."

The girl kissed him recklessly, being aggressive while kissing.

She was originally a very aggressive creature, and the Avengers raised her into a human character, allowing her to possess humanity, but her nature would not disappear because of this.

How could the other half of her animal genes make her forget how to hunt?

"Don't you want the one delivered to your door, Captain America? I heard you say half a month ago that you want to get a resident status for me. If you want me to be a person, then let me be a siren first." Rogers, otherwise it’s out of the question.”

The siren lost his patience, and he simply savagely pulled off the obstructing shirt on the man, and directly pressed him on the bed.

"Tell me, are you coming or am I coming?"