[Comprehensive] First Lady

"Yes, and I'm worried he's the same." Holly replied outside the bathroom, with a blank face, "You know, these days, to find a single man with a beautiful face, a perfect body, a gentle, considerate, brave and upright personality, it takes a lot. There must still be doubts.”

Wade stared at the water in the bathtub with wide eyes, and was silent for a while before speaking.

"You try to have some physical contact with him first, it's powerful, such as hitting_chest."

"...Brother, are you serious?"

"Super serious. You have to pay attention to see whether his reaction is rejection, embarrassment, shyness, or indifference. Forget about rejection, he doesn't like you, no matter whether he is straight or crooked, it's not your turn. It doesn't matter if you don't care Don't think about it, one possibility is that he treats you as a sister, you know, the other possibility is that he is super used to close physical contact, and that's not necessary. As for embarrassment and shyness... there are quite a few possibilities, but it is better than other reactions .”

"That sounds reasonable."

"Trust me, it makes sense. As a man, your brother and I know how to flirt. Listen to me. Also, don't let Wesley know about this. He's super annoying."

──On how Deadpool leads crooked young girls.

Apparently, that's why Wesley couldn't accept Wade taking care of Holly.I don't know if Wesley will regret taking that big order after he finds out.In short, he doesn't know yet, and it's too late to know.

Allow sadness.

After the chest attack, Holly went home to report the results.

"He was a little embarrassed at first, and then he seemed a little shy. What do you think, Wade?"

"Fine. Did he ask you out?"

Holly was silent.

"Don't tell me you asked him out first." Wade's eyes widened.

"It's not like that," Holly wrinkled her face in confusion, "That's probably, uh, going with the flow?"

Wade looked at Holly, watching her huddled on the sofa and ravaged the deadpool-shaped pillow in her arms, hating iron for nothing.

"Love is a competition, and half of the loss is lost. Based on biological instinct, men still prefer to chase rather than be chased. You have to give him a little challenge."

"But bro, these days we emphasize equality."

"Are you going to tell me about the feminist movement, or are you going to ask me how to flirt?"

"...I want to flirt." Holly withered like a withered flower.

"Then stop talking nonsense and grab him first. Speaking of which, after listening to your description, why do I think that guy looks like someone I know... But he should still be at the bottom of the sea now? This Captain America is a jerk...Recently I don’t know which parallel time and space I am playing tricks, messing up other people’s timelines, and messing me up.”

Wade started talking to himself again.Holly sighed, hugged the pillow, left the sofa and returned to the room.

Does love have to be a competition, with winners and losers?

Anyway, Holly is having her rare consecutive vacation.

As previously agreed, Holly passed on her shift schedule to Steve, and Steve found out when they were both free and made an appointment in Central Park.

When Steve parked the heavy machine in front of her, took off his hard hat, and smiled at her, Holly was reassured that she had made the right decision—she had to get Steve right away!Not a moment can be lost!

"Long wait?" Steve asked.

"It's okay." Holly replied lightly, with the corners of her lips curled up, "I'll let you wait when you come back later."

Steve froze for a second, then shook his head with a smile. "Shall we go to the lakeside?"

In this season, the maple trees by the lake are as red as flames, and the shade of the trees reflects the surface of the lake, which is very suitable for painting.

Steve carried the easel, went to the location first, and set up the easel.He turned his head and saw Holly standing under the maple forest, with the breeze stroking her long and straight black hair, she stood on her toes, catching a trembling red maple with fallen branches.

This scene is picturesque.

Steve couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, operated the interface not very proficiently, and used the camera function he had just learned to record the scene in front of him.

A couple next door who were also sketching turned their heads.The man strikes up a conversation with Steve.

"Your girlfriend?" the other person asked.

Steve smiled, but didn't answer directly.

"It's pretty. Better looking than any other yellow guy I've seen," the other continued, "but you look better with a blonde or brunette. You know what I mean, white."

Steve's smile faded and he frowned slowly.

"No. I don't understand you." He responded coldly.

Steve's displeased reaction seemed to cause some dissatisfaction among the couple.

Just then Holly came over, holding a few maple leaves in her hands. "What's wrong? Are you chatting?"

Steve pursed his lips and turned sideways to block the couple from looking at Holly.

"Nothing. Just saying hello," he said, changing the subject, "How many maple leaves did you find?"

Holly glanced behind Steve.In fact, she had heard the conversation between the couple and Steve.Steve's slightly angry reaction proved her opinion of Steve—— indeed, Steve's gentleness and kindness came from the heart, and he was equal.

The couple left earlier than they did and looked at them a few more times before leaving.

"Thank you for defending me just now," Holly said abruptly after the couple walked away.

Steve paused for a few seconds before reacting. "I didn't... didn't say anything..."

Holly frowned, turned her head, and smiled at Steve.

"That's enough, Steve. We don't need to prove how right we are by attacking, belittling others, or elevating ourselves. Disagreeing and fighting back are two different things. I can disagree but choose not to fight back. After all, it doesn't matter. No matter how much I jump up and scratch their faces, it won't change their minds."

Holly paused, then added, "And, they do have a right to think differently. This is Earth, and it's 2016. We have to accept and respect that other people will be different from us, just like you choose to be kind." , some people choose to be mean.”

Steve lowered his head, frowned at Holly, and was silent for a moment.

"I just don't want to get angry, so it's their trick?" Holly smiled, and gently pushed Steve's shoulder playfully, "Hey! Relax. I'm not hurt, then It's just two or three sentences, no actual harm or sexual_harassment, I was touched or punched for nothing!"

From the genuine smile on Holly's face, Steve knew that she was far stronger and more mature than he thought.

Steve looked at Holly, shaking his head and chuckling.

"what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Steve shook his head, curled his mouth, and looked at Holly again, "I just thought, you must have been through a lot, but you look really young. Kind of like a doll."

Holly raised an eyebrow. "Actually, I'm 26."

Steve shrugged and smiled. "Still younger than me. I'm... 95 years old."

Holly frowned, stared at Steve oddly, and then, laughing, fell down on the boulder they were sitting on.

"You must be kidding me. What does it look like at 95 years old? You grew up drinking SKII?"

"Okay. I should have thought you would react like this." Steve looked up at the sky, pouted, helplessly.

Holly had had enough of laughing, and simply lay down on the rock.She watches Steve paint, choose colors carefully, and smiles involuntarily.

"You might consider using blue. You think maple leaves aren't blue, so they're useless. But the colors we see aren't the only ones we can see."

Steve turned his head to see Holly sitting up and handing him the maple leaves she had just picked up.

"Have you ever used computer graphics?" Holly asked.

"No...no." Steve shook his head.

"Then you know the three primary colors of the spectrum?"

"I know that. I've learned it." Steve nodded and answered quickly.

"Very good." Holly curled her mouth, raised the maple leaf in her hand, and pointed it at the sky.

"Now, we see that maple leaves are red."

Steve followed Holly and they moved closer, shoulder to shoulder.

"However, if you take a photo of the picture..." Holly said, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the maple leaves with the blue sky in the background, and dragged the photo into the software to remove all the blue in the picture.

"Look. After removing the blue board, isn't the picture much worse?"

Steve opened his eyes slightly, marveling at the technology a century later, and couldn't keep up for a while.

"So I should—" he asked, tilting his head casually, brushing the tip of his nose against Holly's cheek.

The two were stunned at the same time.

"Hug, I'm sorry!"

The first second Steve reacted, he quickly distanced himself from Holly.He felt warmth in his ears.

Holly glanced at Steve, feeling a little nasty that he was cute in a panic.

"I just want to say that if you use light blue to set off the maple leaves, it will make the picture look richer." After a pause, she said, "Also, thank you for always being willing to fight those people for my dignity. You are the most righteous man I have ever met."

"……Then?"

"Then we finished the painting, and I sent her to the alley, and then there was nothing else."

Stark Tower, Avengers Quarters.

After listening to Steve share this afternoon's date itinerary, everyone turned their heads away.

Miserable.

"Please! You managed to find a woman you admire, take her out, meet in a park? A park?! Brother, it's 2016 now!" Tony shouted, holding his head.

"Sketch. And only sketch." Natasha looked at Steve in disbelief. "You never dated a girl? You didn't even take her to dinner."

"At least give her a good-bye kiss." James rubbed his forehead. "Steve, I just...can't bear to say more. Do you think she's happy?"

"It's pretty...happy." Steve tried his best to make his tone full of affirmation.

The others exchanged a glance.

"Then she's a nice girl," Sam said.That's all he could say.

"No, I think the crux of the problem is that the other party really only regards the captain as a friend." Wanda hit the nail on the head.

"Or students." Peter added.

"Could she be lesbian...?"

Sol used the words he had just learned, and was stared at by the others as soon as he said them. "Why? Isn't that how the word is used?"

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