Wen regretted it for a few minutes before calming down.

Anyway, she is not really interested in Captain America, but the other party is too handsome, so it is instinct to maintain an image in front of a handsome guy, and she doesn't really want something to happen.

Moreover, this body is also super beautiful, and it is not really impossible for Captain America to say.

Then forget it.

It’s one thing to like to watch handsome guys on the screen. Wen has no interest in being with a person like Captain America - it would be better to say that she doesn’t want to fall in love at all, and she would rather enjoy the freedom to be single.

At least at this stage.

The roar of the motorcycle went from far to near. Wen blinked his eyes with great effort. The car stopped not far away with a handsome tail. The person jumped out of the car and hurriedly ran towards her.

"Are you okay?" He quickly squatted down in front of Wen and draped his coat on Wen's back. "Natasha asked me to come, don't be afraid, I'll take you home right away."

A velvet jacket was draped on Wen's back. The warmth came from the coat. Wen raised his hand and tightened his coat, shrinking his entire arm inside, allowing his cold hands to tightly adhere to the heat-emitting position.

She slowly let out a sigh of relief, covering herself warmly before raising her face.

Steve squatted patiently on the side and waited for Wen to recover. Wen didn't say anything, and he didn't say much, but when he saw Wen's face, he was still slightly stunned.

It looks familiar, he thought.

However, this doubt was quickly covered by worry. The little girl in front of her had a cheek like snow and her lips were blue. Steve leaned over nervously and stopped at a distance: "How are you? Can you stand up?"

His tone was quick, but also low and gentle, just listening to it made Wen feel moved.

She tried to use some strength and said, "I may...not be able to stand up by myself. Can you help me?"

Steve immediately raised his arm, Wen put his wrist on him, and slowly stood firm on his own.

"Thank you," she said, smiling quietly again, "...you are Captain America, are you?"

"Yes." Steve hesitated for a moment, "I am."

Wen turned his head and glanced at him-quickly withdrew his gaze, and sincerely felt that it was a bit difficult to face the other side.

It would be great if she hadn't left messages from netizens with sand sculptures everywhere. Even if she saw Captain America's handsome face up close, she was full of "old popsicles", "World War II old man", "American buttocks" and magical sand sculpture photos from various angles...

It really affected her appreciation of the captain's beauty.

It not only affected her appreciation of the captain's beauty, but also made her unable to control her desire to laugh.

I don’t know why, although they are all superheroes, there are many silly silly speeches related to Captain America, so many passers-by like Wen who always avoids paying attention to these super-English news can always be seen.

Maybe it is because Captain America has a high nationality? Not only is it a high nationality, but it is also very friendly.

If you want to compete for national popularity, Superman's national popularity is actually very high. Unlike Captain America, who is a veteran of World War II, who has a poor evaluation of it abroad, Superman's reputation is relatively balanced in other countries, except for his unsurprisingly high in the city and metropolis of the city, other cities are relatively balanced.

But Superman is too strong, not a human being. In this way, he seems a little less friendly to the people.

...Wen has a higher acceptance of Superman.

Maybe it was because Superman was actually an alien, and the surreal component in this matter was too strong, which allowed her to be free of psychological barriers.

If Wendy was still awake, she would definitely come out to mock her "break-up" idea, Wen Xiang.

While she was out of the way, she was helped by Captain America to the side of the motorcycle. The captain's arms were solid and powerful. This was the first time Wen You's memory that he had been so close to a mature man.

...Nothing in that way.

...If she had to say something, she felt that the mature and reliable captain was like a father.

She actually felt like a father when she looked like a face and body! What was wrong with her?

However, the atmosphere was actually quite relaxed. The captain carefully held Wen into the car. He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes turned out to be light golden, as if there was sunlight shining on his eyelashes.

"Sit firmly." said the captain gently, "Do you want to sit in front or behind?"

From the point of seeing them, it should be more appropriate to sit in the back seat, but if they sit in front, the captain can block the wind, and Wen decided to sit in front without thinking.

This broken body really can't stand the toss and things, she can't control so much.

"Before." Wen whispered.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to speak louder, but that her throat is too dry. Every time she opens her mouth, she feels sandpaper scratching in her throat. In addition, although the motorcycle looks very handsome, it is really a big guy. After sitting on it, she feels a little trembling.

Fortunately, the captain's hand was holding the handlebar very steadily, and Wen Luoshi's movements did not make the motorcycle tremble at all.

Waiting for the warmth to sit down, he reminded: "I'm here."

When it is about to open, remind Wen Neng to understand why he comes up. He also reminds her specifically. Even if he takes care of her, he will take care of her too much. After all, she is not a glass doll.

Then Wen knew why the captain had to say something specifically, because he had the handlebars in one hand and the other bypassed behind her body, and stepped onto the motorcycle in a position that wrapped her in his arms.

The entire motorcycle sank down with his movements. Wen didn't even have time to feel the warmth coming from the captain's chest, so he was so scared that he leaned forward and almost lay on the handlebars.

Wen felt a little embarrassed.

She knew why Wendy clearly had control of her body, but she didn't like to use her body anymore.

The gap between thought, spirit, will and body is too great. For Wen, living in this world is like being stuffed into a transparent glass jar. He can clearly see the danger outside through the glass, but can do nothing.

She sat upright after taking a break, and Steve remained silent throughout the process.

Waiting for the temperature to adjust himself, he reminded quietly: "Wear the jacket backwards, warm."

His breathing sprinkled gently on top of her head, and his chest was silently attached to Wen's back, which gave Wen the illusion of being embraced.

... Actually, Captain America is OK, right? Is there any reason to say no?

Even if he is an old antique from the last century, even if his ideas are incompatible with her, his body is so strong and hot, his voice is so magnetic, and his attitude is so meticulous and considerate.

She doesn't want a soul mate or a friend who can talk about everything. She only longs for hugs and body temperature. She doesn't mind how to get these things. She is willing to be picked up after being caught in danger. She is willing to let people comfort her eyes. She is willing to lure them and get more and more hugs, even though she knows that this need can never be filled...

temperature:"……"

Damn it, you made it difficult for me to deal with Wendy, otherwise we can change it and you will come out to hook the captain. To be honest, as a good girl who never crosses the thunder pool, I am also very curious about what it feels like.

Let’s discuss it, if you mess with him, I’ll feel it a little, how about it?

——How about you go to die?

You are not satisfied with the relationship no matter how I choose it!

--No.

The motor's roar was deafening, and Wen shrank his head into the jacket. She smelled the warmth from the jacket, the smell of Captain America. He smelled stable, not intense, but very long.

The motorcycle crossed the long street, Wen turned his head and listened to the captain's slow heartbeat, and if Wendy wasn't talking deep in her mind, she might have ignored the other person's voice.

——Don’t worry about me. Don’t care about my thoughts.

——Please do what you want, anything is fine.

Hum? I thought you hated me very much?

——I certainly hate you, I hate every choice you make, because I will never make those choices.

You put too much pressure on yourself Wendy, so why not choose the one that is easier and more pleasant? If the other person doesn’t like you, don’t like him; if you don’t like a place, don’t go back.

Wen Hui chose this way, so she should not fight against some irrelevant people.

Some people just don’t love you no matter how you do it, and some things just can’t force you no matter how hard you try.

Since that's the case, then give up on them!

This was the first time Wendy showed a little desire to talk. Wen was waiting for Wendy's response with great enthusiasm, but Wendy made a little sound until the motorcycle stopped downstairs.

She knew that things wouldn't be that simple.

The captain stopped and stepped on the ground: "We're here."

He asked Wen politely: "Do you want me to take you upstairs? You don't look very good."

He waited for a few seconds before he saw the girl who had her head hidden in her jacket pulling her clothes down and showing her face.

The blue color on her lips had faded, replaced by frosty white. So close, Steve suddenly discovered that the girl in her arms had two extremely plump lips, as full as petals.

The distance was too close, and he leaned back a little calmly.

"I can leave by myself, thank you, captain." Wen said sincerely, "Thank you very much for coming here-it's too late. I don't know anyone in New York, so I'm so bothering you so much."

"It doesn't matter," Steve smiled. His smile was as charming as the video. "It's just that I won't go back so late next time. The night in New York is still very dangerous, and your health is not good. Girls should pay more attention to safety when they are alone."

Wen lowered his head and was taught: "I understand."

She accidentally staggered when she got out of the car, and the captain immediately stood up from the motorcycle: "I'll give you it."

"...I'm in trouble." She said apologetically again.

The captain expressed his distractedness with a smile, then bent his elbows, let Wen hold his arms, and carefully support her to the elevator.

Wen: "..." Then what, she walked up and downstairs.

She lives on more than fifty floors, and this height is also a major reason why Wendy lives in such a high place. I really don’t understand why Wendy lives in such a high place.

How to reject the captain? It's too difficult. If you don't tell the captain that she is claustrophobic and not taking the elevator, it's very weird to tell the captain, but it makes Wen a little repulsive - Wendy doesn't like to expose these, absolutely.

She hesitated and slowed down a lot, and Steve noticed: "What's wrong?"

Wen decided not to make excuses to tell the truth: "I won't take the elevator."

"But you live in..." Steve said, stopping halfway through his words, changing his mouth, "Can you take the stairs now?"

A little overwhelming.
To be continued...