[American Team + Avengers] Unbearable love

In this world, it is some people's life creed that money can make ghosts turn millstones.They don't miss any opportunity to make money, and they don't hesitate to spend it.

Snow affectionately calls these people - the evil capitalists :)

In their view, nothing is more useful than money.

If you have money, you will have status, status, and technology.

Money can bring grace and beauty.

Just like the nurses who are crowded into a group without image at this time.

Looking at their adoring little eyes, Tony Stark sipped his red wine slowly and gracefully.

When Snow and Steve finally broke through the barriers of crazy little girls and walked in the door, they happened to see a certain rich man gracefully tearing off his goldlion tie with red spots on a black background.

Oh, nobility in ties.

Then he gave them a wink in this direction.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams one after another were even worse.

Steve rubbed his brows with a headache. In order to prevent Iron Man, whose life goal is to pick up girls, from making his wife's hospital room "smoky", he said in a cold voice with the majesty of Captain America

"Tony."

"Ok, ok" Stark raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, got up with a bottle of Romani red wine, patted Snow on the shoulder as he passed by, raised eyebrows and winked at the couple, "Congratulate the recovery, wait for me to come back."

Snow looked at the back of a group of white-clothed angels who took away a large group of angels in an instant, and pondered for a while.

"Steve."

"Ok?"

"Don't you think Tony is especially like a...animal right now."

"?"

"Like an old hen Y(^_^)Y followed by a flock of chicks."

Steve: His wife's brain circuit is always so clear.

Under the captain's coaxing, Snow obediently came to the bed and sat down, pulled the quilt and lay down on the bed to rest.

The different softness in her hand finally reminded her where the slightest thing was wrong.

All the facilities in the ward have been upgraded several notches.

Whether it is the extra expensive sleep aid aromatherapy in front of the bed, the dual-purpose leather sofa not far away, the extremely comfortable beige quilt and Simmons mattress in the hand, as well as the intelligent lighting and automatic curtains.They were telling her brightly that this was already a luxurious ward.

The rich man Tony Stark said: How can we Avengers members live in ordinary rooms.

snow: a bit square

And Captain America, who knew Iron Man's temperament very well, ignored him and tucked in the quilt for his wife.

But he didn't sit down as usual.

Today's Steve changed his clothes, no longer the old-fashioned leather jacket (although that is also very nice)

, seems more modern.

A pure black casual jacket and casual pants, with a white short-sleeved T-shirt inside. Steve rarely has the opportunity to wear casual clothes. There is also a model that can be born in Steve, and it becomes eye-catching.

As Clint said, a natural clothes rack.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth are still slightly hooked.

But Snow could still sense his emotions from the unconscious frown.

The subtle melancholy is more prominent against the black suit.

He frowned and looked at her, stretched out his hand to caress the cheek of the girl in front of him, and slid his thumb over the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes.

Snow repeatedly stopped and rubbed.

"Ah Bai," Steve said in a low voice, "that day, when you were lying on the ground, your face was pale and lifeless. I thought..."

Captain America, who has always been sunny, frowned and shook his head at this moment, as if something was causing him so much pain that it was hard to say, "I thought you were dead."

"I am a soldier, and my mission is to serve the country. I am persevering. But when I am about to lose you, everything except you seems to lose its meaning in an instant."

Steve pressed against Snow's forehead, took a deep breath, smiled heartbreakingly, and his voice was hoarse

"You said that was the scene in your dream, Abai, next time you have any dangerous dreams, please tell me first."

"I don't want to go through this again..."

"That's just unimaginable."

Snow could clearly see the dark blue eyes, just like the sea when the storm comes, the waves are rough, rolling and dark.

In the depths of the sea, there is a long-suppressed sadness and pain.

Such a strange Steve made Snow almost cry with distress.

She hugged her lover who was immersed in grief and couldn't extricate herself, and kissed gently.

The person in front of her immediately took the initiative, first rubbed gently, then licked, was forced to open her teeth lightly, and her tongue slipped in without any barriers, entangled.

Despite the sadness, Steve's kiss remains Captain America's rigor and tenderness.

He attacked the city slowly, lingeringly.

The broad palms slid from the cheeks to the neck, and then to the soft back, along the spine inch by inch, until they reached the inside of the clothes, touching the smooth and tender skin unique to girls.

Snow was numb all over from the kiss, and could hardly grab the other's shirt.

The two bodies were close to each other, body temperature was transmitted in silence, a steady stream of thick heat came from Steve, and Snow felt that he was almost melting under this gentle offensive.

The restrained love that belongs only to Steve.

The author has something to say:

Persist for less than [-], so be it 〒▽〒