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Declining the request for dinner from the beautiful team and the others who came out of the delicious Arabic barbecue restaurant, Sean strolled towards his home, but his tired and sore body told him that it would not be too smooth, so he casually stopped a taxi on the side of the road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As it turned out, when the media reporters poured into Manhattan, the aftermath was already underway, and the scene Sean saw along the way was inspiring, and the people in uniform who didn't know where they came from seemed to be contracting all the repairs, and they were helping people rebuild after the war, quickly and everything seemed to be in order.

Gradually, some people joined in, no one forced them, it was completely spontaneous, maybe they were also victims of this war, or relatives of the victims, but without exception, they all carried out all this silently, quite a heavy atmosphere.

The taxi was supposed to squeeze out of the hustle and bustle into a run-down corner from Manhattan Drive, but the situation changed completely.

When he got out of the car, the phone in his pocket rang, and it was actually from the American team, which made him raise his eyebrows and immediately connected the phone.

With a soft beep, the phone was connected, and before he could speak, the voice of the American team came first.

"Connected?"

There was uncertainty in the voice of the American team, and Sean couldn't help but think of the stupid and cute appearance of the American team fiddling with the smartphone in his mind, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

"Connected." He said.

"Sean? Phew, I'm so outdated. Hearing Sean's voice, the American team exhaled, and then directly changed the topic: "Thor decided to leave in the afternoon, taking Loki and the Rubik's Cube with him, you were in too much of a hurry before, so now I want to ask you, do you want to send it off?" ”

"Send the gods off...... Not interested. ”

Sean groaned, didn't expect that something seemed to happen after that, rubbed his sore arm and took the phone in one hand by the way, and continued: "I'm not going, I'm sore and sore all over my body now, I need to rest, I don't think I'll go out today, if there's something, call me, alas!" I really envy you, captain, with such a strong body, I'm different, I'm so tired after a battle, I guess I won't want to get up when I lie in bed for a while, by the way, help me say goodbye to Thordo. ”

"In that case, well." The American team first paused, and there was a slight exchange on the other side of the phone, and then continued: "Sean, you have a good rest, I will bring your words to him." ”

"Okay, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Sean glanced up at the window on the second floor, rubbed his tired face to make himself a little more relaxed and smiling, then took a few breaths and walked into the apartment door.

He took out the key and walked to the door, and was about to insert it in, but the door opened from the inside.

"I'm back."

Jessica glanced at Sean, then leaned directly against the door, her slender arms clasped together, and said with a sideways face, but her voice was a little cold.

Sean's expression paused, and he immediately pulled out a smiling face, reached out and threw the key into the key box on the cabinet at the door, and stretched out his arms to hug Jessica.

"Hey! What's the matter, baby, with an expression of no one entering, just face your hero boyfriend who has returned triumphantly? ”

Sean naturally knew what the expression on Jessica's face meant, and it was obvious that his battle in Manhattan had been completely exposed, which was also expected.

Although he has always been dressed in telekinetic armor, and his face is even more than half a mask, and because of the unique characteristics of this product of spiritual power solidification, not only can he cover his face, but even electronic detection instruments cannot distinguish his appearance, but no matter how superb this means is, it is useless to face Jessica Jones, the closest person, she can confirm it as long as she sees the blue dangling armor, it is Sean.

"Humph!" Jessica glanced at Sean, not buying the flattering smile on her face, snorting with a straight nose and stepping back, avoiding the arms that were holding her.

Sean pursed his mouth, sighed, and reached out to pull Jessica directly into his arms and hug him.

Feeling the struggle of the girl in his arms, he still held it tightly, but did not increase much strength, he knew that if the girl really struggled, his little strength was not enough to see.

Jessica obviously didn't want to break away from his embrace, and after struggling for a while, she also stopped, put her head on Sean's chest, rubbed it gently, and her clenched fist also gently hit him, but it was obviously just coquettish.

Sean breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was stunned because he suddenly felt some wetness in his chest, Jessica, crying?

"Hey, hey, what's wrong, Jesse, what's crying."

Sean stroked Jessica's hair with one hand, and then held her face, only to see that her eyes were already red, and two tear stains were flowing down her cheeks from her eyes, and a pair of watery eyes were full of worry and fear, which was completely opposite to the indifferent attitude when she opened the door.

Jessica looked up at Sean slightly and said, "It's the third time." ”

Sean was stunned, what was the third time?

Seeing him like this, Jessica subconsciously bit her lower lip, her teary eyes showed a slight anger, and her voice was a little raised, and she said loudly: "The first time, in Harlem, the second time, in Times Square, and now it's the third time." ”

Jessica looked directly at Sean, a sad look appeared on her face, and then slowly lowered her head, and the force on Sean's arms made Sean feel suppressed for a while, and then the slurred words came to his ears.

"I know what you've done, and I know you've not hidden it from me, but, but I'm still worried about you, every time, and I'm ...... I only have you left, nothing else, only you~"

After speaking, regardless of whether Sean heard it clearly or not, Jessica directly buried her face in Sean's arms and sobbed silently.

Sean hugged the girl tightly, looked up at the ceiling, stared at it for a long time, closed his eyes and let out a long breath, lowered his head, and caressed Jessica's back with his palm.

He whispered: "I know, I know, but I can't promise you anything, it's my choice and it's destined for my future." ”

After saying this, he clearly felt the body of the girl in his arms stiffen, and even the sobbing action stopped at that moment, and the palm he caressed was also paused, and after a while, he continued to stop.

For a moment he was organizing his words, but when the words came to his lips, he found strange that he didn't know how to say them.