[Comprehensive British and American] Acacia Ancestor Transformation System

"Cap, from your performance, I guess Spurling still has no plans to come back?" Natasha sat in the pilot's seat, looking at Steve behind him who was sorting out his equipment, and teased.

Steve paused for a moment while buttoning the mask, and then continued to tidy up: "Yes."

"Did I feel resentment?" Natasha raised her voice and looked at Steve with ridicule in her eyes.

Steve glanced back at her, his blue eyes undeniable: "He'll come back."

"You know, maybe we can stop in England for a while after completing the mission." Natasha shrugged.

"No," Steve retorted without hesitation, "that's crossing the line."

"Really? Captain, you still think you haven't crossed the line now?" Natasha looked back at Steve as if she were looking at a strange breed of human.

Steve blinked his eyes, got up and grabbed the handle of the exit of the aircraft: "Now, let me go down."

He looked down at the person wearing exaggerated horns, as if performing a Broadway show.

"We still have tasks. Pay attention to work," Steve tilted his head, his eyes deep, "just like... Chun."

Natasha glanced at Steve, curled her lips: "Good luck, Captain."

Steve jumped from the flying machine.

Natasha looked down and didn't say a word, and directly beat up Mr. Captain violently, um, yes, I believe he didn't cross the line, hmph.

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"I want to eat fried dumplings." Wearing pajamas, Sherlock jumped off the sofa, and walked in front of Yu Chunchang in a few steps like the wind was blowing.

With wet hair and too lazy to blow it, Yu Chunchang, who was looking for rental information on the beanbag couch with only a towel on, raised his eyes: "The phone is right by your hand, you can order takeaway." Just being close to Merlin is not his new boss For the purpose, what he needs is Yu Chunchang's nearby surveillance and constant delivery of Meilin's news.

Fortunately, Merlin, who was kicked out by his boss before and lost his job, is currently looking for a house to rent and a co-tenant.

"John is spending the night at his girlfriend's house today." Sherlock frowned at Yu Chunchang, as if Yu Chunchang said something stupid, "Although judging from that woman's shoes, John will be back soon. But I don't want him to use me again When he broke up with the reason, it would cause him to bring me fried dumplings without any sauce."

"Well... Sherlock, you know, if you say you eat fried dumplings made by me," Yu Chunchang put down the advertising paper in his hand, looked up at Sherlock, "I'll make it for you."

Sherlock pursed his lips, wrapped his pajamas, scraped back to his sofa, and started typing with his mobile phone in his arms.

"Sherlock, Mr. Good Doctor is not your delivery specialist." Yu Chunchang looked at Sherlock's back and raised his voice.

"You know that Chinese restaurant doesn't accept take-out orders." Sherlock looked back at him as if Yu Chunchang had said another stupid thing, with contempt on his face.

"Ah——" Yu Chunchang sighed, and pressed his forehead, "Generally speaking, I shouldn't feel guilty about moving out. But now I sincerely feel sorry for Mr. Good Doctor."

"Just put down your cell phone that is not turned on!" Yu Chunchang put down the things in his hands, shook his hair, and walked into the kitchen.

Sherlock put down his phone, put his hands on his chest and abdomen, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"...I said it, Sherlock! Don't use the small refrigerator I used to store food!" Yu Chunchang looked at the few thumbs in the small refrigerator he bought, and his face turned black.

"Use your eyes, there's no room in the big refrigerator." Sherlock snorted.

Yu Chunchang looked back at the complacent Sherlock lying on the sofa, sighed, and then prepared to make fried dumplings without complaint.

Well, even though Sherlock is a bastard, he still has the magical power to turn Mr. Good Doctor, Yu Chunchang and many others into his nannies step by step, and he is willing.

"Corn pork?"

"of course."

Yu Chunchang brushed his hair scattered in front of his face, and clicked his tongue.Then he took out a pair of scissors and cut the hair that he specially picked up completely short.

Sherlock frowned: "Don't get your hair in my fried dumplings."

"Really?" Yu Chunchang threw away his hair, "It doesn't matter if you put food and head together. Is it a crime if I put hair in?"

"The head is only a part of the corpse." Sherlock looked at Yu Chunchang's cell phone which was always flashing, and took it into his hand without hesitation. "Technically speaking, the meat we eat is all part of the corpse."

Yu Chunchang looked at the tender pink flesh under his hand, and chopped it down with a knife.

He missed Mr. Watson, when he would come back.I should turn on a TV for Sherlock, and then let him fight with the TV, instead of sitting there and making myself pick and choose.

-Steve: Chun, I have encountered a lot of novel things recently, you will never believe it.

"You have a text message." Sherlock raised his voice, "Steve?"

"Huh?" Yu Chunchang turned his head with the knife in his hand, and took a look: "Are you playing with my phone?"

"I just threw my phone away, I don't know where it went." Sherlock continued to hold Yu Chunchang's phone as a matter of course.

"It fell on the carpet next to you." Yu Chunchang shook the knife in his hand, ready to chop it.

Sherlock turned over, looked down, picked it up, and showed a harmless, even hellish, sincere smile: "Well, thank you!"

Yu Chunchang... Mr. Watson still thinks that I am the one who can confuse people.

"Reply for me, I'm cooking." Yu Chunchang hesitated for a while, but still didn't reply to the message by himself.I forgot the time when we chatted later, it would be bad if Sherlock acted like a monster again.

Sherlock looked at Yu Chunchang, very unhappy.

"Fried dumplings—" Yu Chun made a long voice.

Sherlock showed a very unhappy expression.

- Spring is making fried dumplings.

-Who are you?

- Sherlock.Holmes.

-Why are you holding Chun's phone?

Sherlock frowned, why does this Steve have so many questions?

-Because he is making fried dumplings for me.

So I had to reply to the message for him.

-what?

Sherlock rolled his eyes. "He's an idiot."

Yu Chunchang turned his head and gave Sherlock a warning look: "Sherlock—even if he is a bit dumb, he is still very cute."

"Be nice. No sauce otherwise."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes: "Is this person the reason you came to England?"

"What about your reasoning?" Yu Chunchang didn't answer directly, but asked with a smile.

"Today alone, you have over a hundred chat records with him." Sherlock flipped through his phone, "So, the answer is yes, he is."

Yu Chunchang couldn't deny it.

Steve started deleting and deleting on the phone again, and after 5 minutes, he still failed to send a message.

There was a faint sound of thunder outside the aircraft.

He opened the phone, trying not to think about why Chun's phone was allowed to be touched by others, and why Chun would make... dumplings for someone?He has never eaten.

The newly joined Stark has been looking at Steve who took off the mask: "I'm surprised...you are really Steve. Rogers?"

"I don't even believe that a 70-year-old popsicle can get Ms. Marshmallow."

Steve looked up at Stark with a bad look.

"Comeon—" Tony bit his lip and showed a malicious smile. Pepper warned himself not to harass Ms. Cotton Candy anymore, because she has a boyfriend.

"Let me help you... as a price for reconciliation."

Steve frowned: "Don't do unnecessary things."

As soon as the voice fell, the video function of Steve's mobile phone was turned on suddenly, and what he saw was the face of a strange man.Steve's face darkened, and he glared at Stark: "What did you do?"

"I must say, Ms. Marshmallow's phone works fine - it took me three seconds."

"I thought you were better than goldfish, maybe puffer fish." Sherlock didn't realize for a moment that the phone in his hand had been hacked. "It tastes great, but the poisonous kind."

"So, why would such a person be your reason to turn into a goldfish?"

Steve frowned, and everyone in the aircraft pricked up their ears for a moment.goldfish?puffer fish?what does it taste like

"Sherlock, you are a detective. Tell me." A figure flashed across the border of the video, and a lazy and casual male voice came.

Stark, who wanted to watch the show, froze for a moment: "What—"

Steve was also taken aback for a moment, Chun was always warm and lovely in front of him, such a lazy and casual state was beyond his understanding.

"I don't reason about feelings."

Laughter came.

"Sherlock, we are in a relationship now. Learn more from me, maybe you won't have to work hard on it. You will need it."

There was a loud thunder, and Steve couldn't hear what they said next, and the aircraft shook violently.He slammed the phone off and threw it aside, his expression unchanged: "We're in trouble."

Natasha stabilized the plane and glanced at Steve, but couldn't see anything.

Stark also knew that now was not a good time to gossip, so he put on his helmet.

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Sherlock pointed to his brain: "There is no need for useless things here."

Yu Chunchang raised his eyebrows, curled his lips: "Well, as long as you are happy."

"Give me the phone." Yu Chunchang stretched out his hand.

Sherlock was about to hand it over, glanced at the phone, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

"what happened?"

Sherlock squeezed Yu Chunchang's phone excitedly: "Your phone has been hacked."

"...My phone was hacked, what's there to be happy about." Yu Chunchang's face darkened, and things like the Internet really should be started as soon as possible.

"That fat man hired you, and your mobile phone was hacked under his protection." Sherlock swept away the state of looking for trouble just now, full of energy, "Although he doesn't want to admit it, but his technology is only better than I'm slightly inferior. Someone broke through his firewall!"

Fatty……?Yu Chunchang conditionally recalled the new boss in his memory, is he fat?

"No, how do you know who hired me?" Yu Chunchang frowned.

"Charlie, I think you've got the guest of honour upside down. You're worse than me."

Yu Chunchang stared, the boss came?

"Mrs. Hudson, I said this person will be kicked out!" Shouted Sherlock.

"Oh, he's your brother. Respect him!" Hudson yelled downstairs.

elder brother? ? ?Yu Chunchang suddenly turned his head to look at his immediate boss, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have never asked his name: "Boss, what's your name?"

Mycroft glanced at Yu Chunchang: "My lord, Mycroft. Holmes."

Holmes...?

Yu Chunchang took a choked breath, never thinking that he would make such a low-level mistake.After learning from previous failures, he felt that he should not let his lover get involved too much in his life, otherwise he would move and change jobs frequently.

But this time I didn't hook up with my boss, but with my boss' younger brother.

Still a boss who is absolutely difficult to deal with, and even briefly became the boss of a rival in love at a certain stage.

Yu Chunchang felt that he... was afraid that he was going to change jobs again.

"So, Spring, would you like to discuss with me how you quickly became a couple with my dear little brother after you gave up on Lestrade?" Umbrella, looking at Yu Chunchang.

Yu Chunchang: ...en...