[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Joe Ward has had few dreams these days.

He was so busy that he would pass out as soon as his head touched the pillow.

First of all, he has to follow the second team to do tasks everywhere.

He curiously disassembled the hamster ball more than a dozen times, and finally let him assemble it successfully once, then flew around to save people with the little doctor and the balls.

Between tasks, Joe Ward had to try to keep the clinic open.

Picking up cats and petting dogs, visiting everywhere.

Erhaxia was taken away once, and he ran back that night by himself, squatting in the corner unhappy and sulking.

Joward hugged its dog's head, thinking he'd better raise it himself.

Except for these big ones, his fragmented time is almost filled by the superheroes.

Everbright Super Little Flash can fill him up every weekend, and the second team——

The second team, as the second-child Qiuqiu who doesn't need to endure hardships, doesn't care whether they accumulate points or not.

If you have done enough tasks, you will use up all the points at once, and use them all to exchange for the main body time.

Those who should drink drink, those who want to go shopping go shopping.

Occasionally, old comrades in arms needed support, so they flew out to fight after a while.

Joward secretly stated countless times that he only wanted to be a quiet nerd in the clinic, and almost no one listened to him.

Especially the god-level superheroes in the second team, who can lift him away with just a scoop of their arms, and take him out of the house as soon as they stick to their bodies, just treat him as a little white bird pendant.

In this case, the little doctor began to get close to Natasha who was a mortal.

Miss Natasha is so kind!He thought bitterly.

Although she looks cold and indifferent, she will not plant herself into the ceiling with a single lift, nor will she walk dozens of kilometers violently while shopping with him on her arm.

She is absolutely serious and reliable when she is on duty, but when she is not on duty, she is like the second sister who has a wealth of love experience in her family and is stylish and glamorous.

She won't rub Joward's brown hair like Diana, baby comes and goes, but as soon as she speaks, it must be a golden sentence.

Natasha: "You know what. A reliable man won't make you wait more than 30 minutes for a reply."

Joe Ward: "..."

It was another night where all the staff went out to play against the time.

Like a human-shaped pendant, Joward followed the big sisters in casual clothes to buy shoes, and had to send mission reports to the bats scatteredly during the period-this is what the bats asked, just like handing in homework to the US team.

Natasha leaned against the wall and watched him, her arms folded on her breast.

The glamorous beauty with red hair and green eyes looks like a flamboyant red rose with thorns.

Joe Ward looked at his mobile phone screen, then looked at Natasha's pointed eyes, and said slowly: "He's actually quite busy..."

Natasha raised her eyebrows a little: "You are also handing in a task report to the captain. How does he do the most reliable male god in the United States elected by [-] million votes?"

Joe Ward thought about it.

Every time he finishes a task, he will remember to call the US team to report the situation.

Now that Natasha asked him, he thought about it seriously for the first time.

Cap always seems to have time for him.

He listened very carefully every time, and after listening to two or three sentences of the report, he would encourage him or point out his deficiencies in due course.

Just because he was free every time he called, Joward once thought that the work of S.H.I.E.L.D. should be considered idle.

Joe Ward: "Captain is such a nice guy..."

Natasha: "He is. But Tony and the captain are not good people. If it weren't for the fact that they really like you, they might rather spend their time at work."

Joward heard his heart warmly, and whispered: "I like them too."

Natasha also lowered her voice: "Little boy, it is useless for you to whisper to me. You are always used to sitting where you are, waiting for others to approach you; maybe try to take the initiative once, and you will bring a whole lot to the person who likes you." Good mood for the week."

What she said was indeed the most obvious flaw of Joward's mild social fear.

He was taken aback for a moment, and sincerely thanked Natasha, then secretly kept this sentence in his heart.

He didn't have such a big social circle before, so he was always at a loss;

Now he decides to get out a little bit for his friends—

Maybe he could try to meet them for a chat, or ask them what help they need?

he thought uncertainly.

And his first opportunity to take the initiative came after the US team finished another mission.

When Joe Ward handed in homework for the American team, he only felt that the captain talked a little less today and his breathing was a little heavy.

But the man concealed it very well, and Joe Ward still didn't hear anything when he heard it.

Nata Qiu was sitting on the communication platform at the origin with one leg up.

She listened, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to the US team in Balloon.

Nataball: [Cap, you are injured. ]

Captain America helplessly: [As always, nothing can be hidden from you. ]

Nataball: [Maybe that's why you sometimes call me 'Nurse of the Avengers'.Wait, I'll send you a door-to-door doctor. ]

Captain America: [? ? ]

S.H.I.E.L.D. is currently short of people, and we can't count on Zhenglian's support every time, or the second team, which is already difficult to protect itself.

Basically rely on him and Tony.

He looked at the injury on his body, it was quite serious, but the quadruple recovery ability had already begun to function.

Captain America tightened the tourniquet on his arm to ensure that the bleeding rate of the wound was lower than the healing rate. He leaned on the sofa and dozed off exhaustedly.

In his dream he smelled creamy soup.

Only this time, the scent was intense and surprisingly real.

Steve woke up immediately.

He didn't make a sound when he woke up, and only reached out to the shield in the dark.

The blood-stained uniforms and bandages that had been thrown all over the place were gone.

The living room lights are dark, only the small light in the kitchen is on.

Something hit his shield, and there was a crisp "jingle".

Steve froze.

A red-haired Nataball in black was sitting on the coffee table, holding a candy in his hand. When he raised his hand, the shield jingled again.

She was silently warning him, telling him to put down the shield quickly.

The kitchen door was pushed open, and the strong aroma of food billowed out from inside.In the dense warm mist, the little blue-eyed doctor ran towards him with a spoon in his hand.

Joward: "Captain, you are really...!"

He was a little angry, but he wouldn't be aggressive, so he froze there holding the spoon.

A question that should have been menacing ended weakly like this.

When Nataqiu described it to him, he thought that the captain was seriously injured and was about to die, and SHIELD, as the owner of the salary, still ignored his soldiers.

Guided by Nataball, he anxiously rode the hamster ball to find Captain America's apartment.

When climbing in from the window, the first thing I saw was blood and bandages all over the floor.

The blood-stained blue uniforms were piled on the ground. The man was wearing a bloody vest and shorts. The bone spurs on his arms were not even treated. He just tied a tourniquet on the end of his upper limbs and fell asleep on the sofa.

Blue Big Soldier's house is very tidy, but it doesn't feel like it's inhabited.

There is no spare medical kit.

There are not many decent dishes in the refrigerator, just a large bottle of ice water and a row of military compressed cans.

The little doctor stood helplessly for a long time, slammed the refrigerator door shut, and climbed the window to buy vegetables for him.

So the first team who got rid of the ball form, after leaving the clinic, is this kind of life?

Then it might as well be a ball and let him take care of it, the little doctor thought silently.

He also knew that the captain was tired, so he wanted to make dinner first, and then bandage him when the captain woke up.

But Steve didn't cooperate after waking up.

His blue eyes stared mischievously at the messy floor, his golden hair was messed up, and he looked much younger.

He lukewarmly explained: "I'm very resilient..."

He was really embarrassed.

Steve believes that he should always be a strong and reliable Captain America in front of Little Joe.

Put everything in order and give everyone a sense of relief and security.

Perhaps in many cases, he can only give Xiao Qiao a back view, but this back view must also be the most generous and firmest in the world.

I don't know what Xiao Qiao thinks of him——

But at least it shouldn't be a straight-minded soldier who doesn't seem to be able to take care of himself, and throws bandages and clothes all over the floor...

Seeing that he wouldn't let him help, Joe Ward became anxious: "Captain, when you were the ball, you were much more obedient than you are now."

...and a little dull.When we met for the first time, Captain America sat on the tissue box and stretched out his hand to bandage him.How come it doesn't cooperate after becoming the body version?

Nataqiu was still standing on the coffee table, looking at the tea mug of the veteran cadres of the American team with disgust.

Hearing Joward's words, she immediately became interested, and approached with malicious intentions, wanting to hear about the dark history of the heartthrob captain of the Avengers.

Steve interrupted him immediately: "Please help me bandage, thank you Xiao Qiao."

Joe Ward was dressed, put on his apron, and went back to the kitchen to cook.

He didn't feel any unnaturalness:

He was the first to know Captain America and bats, and he had done hundreds of times to cook for the balls and put toy bowls on the dining table.

Steve on the sofa quietly wiped off the dust on the remote control, and then turned on the TV.

Joe Ward hears the TV in the kitchen, a hilarious stand-up show.

So he listened while chopping vegetables, and when he was amused from time to time, he pursed his lips and secretly smiled.

He thought the captain was watching TV, but he didn't know that the man was watching his back.

Dinner was in front of the TV, because Joe Ward wanted to keep watching.

Although watching TV while eating is not in line with the old man's life style of the US team, he didn't say anything, just let the little doctor make room for him on the sofa.

The sofa in his house is made of wood and sits like a hard camp bed.

Steve looked at the blue-eyed little doctor, remembered the corner of the origin that would never fit in, remembered the velvet sofa and cat's paw cushion they prepared for the little doctor, got up and went to the bedroom to get two large spare pillows , wrapped up the little doctor from left to right.

Joward stared at the TV, and suddenly felt a soft back, which made him feel much more comfortable.

He sat on his buttocks and said, "Thank you, captain."

Steve said softly, "You're welcome."

Nataball elegantly ate in a cut-out paper cup, and helped him solve the access control problem by the way.

Wonder Girl Ball is sending her a message, thinking that she has kidnapped Joe Ward to go shopping again: [Remember that sweetheart's access control is 10 o'clock. ]

Nataball: [I'm by his side—the kind that won't sleep. ]

Wonder Girl Ball: [Oh... as long as you can take care of him. ]

Nataball: [Trust me. ]

The little doctor was busy all night. After eating, he washed the dishes and the blood-stained uniform, bought food to fill the man's empty refrigerator, and placed a pot of flowers in his bedroom that looked like a military camp.

Joward: "Captain, if you live alone, you still have to take good care of yourself..."

Although he is not qualified to say that.But he thought, with the same big baby with blue eyes, meringue would be able to live a good life, and he also brought a child with him.Why is Captain America, who is the symbol of the whole people, so indifferent in private?

It was as if there was nothing left to desire but the country.

Steve held up his bandage-bound hands and sat on the sofa obediently, just watching him and smiling, without nodding or shaking his head.

Joe Ward stood on the porch changing his shoes.He came here with a hamster ball, and he didn't need the captain to send him home. He just changed his shoes and looked up, and saw Nata Ball sitting on Steve's shoulder.

Nataball tilted her head slightly at him.

Joward knew what she meant.He held the door and looked at the tall and gentle man in front of him.The white vest on Steve's body always looked like it was going to be torn apart, and the broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted American Sweetheart looked at him with her clear blue eyes, with a bit of hesitant emotion in it.

He is still holding up those two bandaged hands, and behind him is the living room that has just been tidied up, but is still almost empty; the figure who usually looks like a spiritual leader now looks a bit pitiful.

Joward: "If you want to..."

Steve was still looking at him, a smile on his lips.

He's really not good at taking the initiative. If it were meringue Xiaoshan and the others, he would have invited them a long time ago.But in front of the US team, he could only come on his own: "I mean, if you want, maybe I can stay and take care of you for a few days...Captain, look at your hands...but, this you Just decide, I just want to say I have time, if you want to..."

The porch light was dim and soft, and he heard a chuckle from the blond man.

Laughter is breathy, like laughter, and like a soft sigh.

The man bent down slightly, and gently embraced the dedicated visiting doctor into his arms.

His hands were still wrapped in bandages, so he couldn't hold the little sugar bag with his feet off the ground and dangle around his body like in his dream.

But that's enough.

He said softly, "I think so."

The author has something to say: small theater, bat: There is also an injured bat in the bat cave tonight, no quadruple recovery ability and no on-site doctor :)