A Christmas tree full of lights and balls turned around, a hand holding the American flag placed the crooked branches in the right position, and Steve carefully planted the small triangle flag on the side of the Christmas tree.

The footsteps of high heels came from far and near, and Natasha, who was graceful, walked over while greeting her colleague next to her, and when she saw Steve in a Christmas sweater, she raised her eyebrows, whistled and said, "Hey, sweet boy, why are you dressed up so beautifully today?"

Steve smiled at Natasha, but Natasha was stunned, and then she said, "Captain, what medicine did you take wrong?"

Natasha re-examines Steve from head to toe and doesn't notice anything unusual, but it makes her feel very strange.

This sexy and beautiful female agent is usually good at consuming men, and there are almost no handsome agents and superheroes in S.H.I.E.L.D. who have not been molested by her, most of them are used to it, and many people are complacent about it, such as Stark.

After all, Natasha has a very high vision, and if you can get this battle-hardened female agent to take the initiative to flirt with you, it means that you stand out from the males.

However, not everyone is so open-minded, Captain America obviously belongs to the more conservative faction, in the past, when Natasha was flowery, Steve would frown and turn around to see if there were any minors nearby, to make sure that he did not bring a bad influence.

However, Natasha had just seen that Steve seemed to wink at her, and the experienced female agent felt that this could never be her hallucination, and Captain America was in a surprisingly good mood today.

Natasha crossed her arms and stood in front of the Christmas tree and asked, "What's wrong?" Captain? What's going on? Tell me about it."

With that, Natasha leaned over to Steve and put her arm on the railing behind Steve's back, leaning very close to him.

Steve was busy tidying up the Christmas tree, but instead of avoiding it as before, he turned around, glanced at Natasha and said:

"What's good? Isn't Christmas the best thing to do? Tomorrow is the holiday, shouldn't I be a little happier?"

"Come on." Natasha shook her head and said, "It's been a few years since you've been back, what Christmas was so happy every year?"

Suddenly, as if she had noticed something, Natasha reached out and patted Steve on the back and said, "Stay where you are, the person you're waiting for is coming."

With that, Natasha turned to leave, and when Steve was looking at her back with some confusion, he heard another female voice next to him: "Hmm...... Captain, then, are you free now?"

Steve turned his head and saw Sharon Carter in elaborate makeup, a younger female agent, obviously not as sophisticated as Natasha, she was standing at least two meters away, her hands folded, looking a little nervous.

「…… I'm here to apologize to you, I was too presumptuous to invite me last time, I know that you haven't been able to get out of your relationship with my aunt, and as her niece, it's really not easy for me to do this......" Carter said with some embarrassment.

"But, Captain, please believe me, even without this connection, I really appreciate you, after all, I grew up listening to your stories......" Carter looked extremely nervous, as if he was concentrating on memorizing lines.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Steve's blue eyes, staring at her intently, which made her forget all the next words, and stood in place in a daze, as if she was bewitched by Steve's beauty, and couldn't even speak.

Suddenly, there was a cough in the distance, and Carter turned his head slightly to see that Natasha at the end of the guardrail was leaning on the railing with one hand and fiddling with her mobile phone in the other.

The communicator on Carter's waist rang suddenly, and she picked it up with some scrambling, and a text message from Natasha appeared on the screen: "Rush up and kiss him."

Carter took a deep breath, put the communicator back on his waist, stroked his hair, took two steps forward, looked at Steve and said, "Mr. Rogers, can I invite you to be my dance partner and join me at this year's Ball?"

Steve's eyes sparkled, as if he had rubbed the lights of the entire Christmas tree into a pair of eyes, and he took Carter's hand, kissed the knuckle of her middle finger gently, and said, "My pleasure, Miss."

Carter was shy about to run away when he saw Natasha kicking the railing with the tip of her boot and coughing twice in the distance.

Carter clutched his chest and took a deep breath, quickly leaned forward, gently kissed Steve's face, and then turned and ran away.

Steve reached out and touched his cheek, shook his head with a smile, and suddenly, a hand was on his shoulder, feeling the hardness coming from the surface of the mechanical arm, and when he turned around, he saw Bucky's face.

"She's still kind of like Peggy, right?" Bucky looked at Carter's departing back and said, "At least it looks a little bit alike."

"They're aunts and nephews, how can they not be? However, the personalities can be said to be very different." Steve shook his head and said, "If it was Peggy, she wouldn't care what the occasion was, she would have kissed her."

Bucky laughed as well, saying, "That's why no one will mistake you for this Agent Carter as your old lover, and the two of them have very different personalities."

"Why are you here?" Steve asked.

Howard called me over, and he said he had made me a new robotic arm for my Christmas present, which was much better with the latest technology than the current one."

Bucky looked down at his hand, and Steve lowered his voice and said, "Howard seems to think that it was his fault that you had an accident, and he almost killed the military two days ago to question those people, why did you give his technology to Hydra?"

"It's a pity that most of the generals who worked with him before are dead, and those who are not dead are almost unable to move, and Howard looks at the generals who have already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, and he is not in the mood to trouble them."

Bucky shook his head and said, "I was captured, it has nothing to do with Howard, it was my own combat mistake, rather, I have to thank Howard for his reliable technology, if I were replaced by Hammer, I would have a grumpy arm like my 'ex-wife'."

Steve patted his arm and laughed, apparently, the joke of Hammer's military industry had already spread in circles.

Steve stepped out from behind the tree and introduced to Bucky, "Nick gave me the job of setting up the prom tree, and I think he's the right guy."

Bucky took two steps back, looked at the huge, colorful and colorful Christmas tree, nodded and said, "It's really good, will it be decorated in the middle of the ballroom?"

"That's right, when the time comes, everyone will dance around this tree, we pray together, and then until midnight, the new year will begin."

As he spoke, Steve sighed, "It's been a long time since I've been happier than this year, and even the years before I woke up, this is my happiest Christmas."

"No war, no strife, just lots of friends, and a bright future...... Steve looked down, the light of the lantern shining on his eyelashes like a bunch of colorful elves, dancing over the branches.

"By the way, have you decided on the list and dance partners?" Bucky asked, "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, can't we be sure then?"

Steve looked up from between the branches, and he held out a finger and said, "You reminded me...... Natasha! Natasha! Don't go, where is Coulson? Is he in charge of the list of statisticians?"

"He's upstairs." Natasha said as she walked over and as she passed Steve, she threw him a bunch of keys and said, "I'll move this tree to the warehouse later."

Bucky waved his hand at Steve and said, "You go upstairs first, I'll get the Christmas tree."

Steve turned away as he put the key in Bucky's hand and smiled at him.

Upstairs, through the crowded office, Coulson was sitting in an office full of clerks answering the phone, and Steve heard him say:

"That's right,

That's 30,000 people, what's wrong? One mage for a thousand apprentices, isn't that too much?"

"How can you apply the rules of an ordinary university to a mage? Do you know what magic is? Do you know how complicated and dangerous magic can be? What's wrong with a thousand apprentices?"

Coulson put down the phone angrily, and soon, picked up another phone, and said, "...... What? Don't have enough customer service at The Holy of Holies of Holy? Then you go to the Supreme Mage! What does it have to do with S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"How many people do you want?" …… Ten??!! OMG! You're not kidding, are you? You have so many simple and convenient magic items there, and you still want ten people??!! Dream on!!

Steve felt that he couldn't listen any longer, he waved at the other people in the office, said hello, and then came to Coulson, who immediately put down his work and asked enthusiastically as soon as Coulson saw that it was Captain America who came to look for him, "What's the matter, Captain?"

"It's nothing, you're busy with you, I just wanted to ask, is the prom list set?" Can I take a look?" Steve laughed and said, "I'm a little curious about who some of them dance with."

Coulson, who was sitting next to the phone, showed a somewhat embarrassed look, pursed his lips, raised his eyes to Steve and said, "Captain, I can see that you are looking forward to this year's prom, this year, we are also developing very well, all walks of life have made great progress, and society is getting better and better, right?"

Steve nodded, and Coulson rubbed his fingers and said, "Correspondingly, everyone is getting busier and busier, and as of the New Year, I still have five or six cases in my hands that have not been resolved, and the others should be the same......

Steve heard what he was saying, and his excitement and high emotions were extinguished a little, he looked at Coulson and said, "Don't feel embarrassed, give me the list, I'm an adult, I know I can't force others, follow my arrangement......

Coulson sighed, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and handed it to Steve, who just glanced at the contents of the paper, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump.

Half an hour later, Coulson was in the S.H.I.E.L.D. underground bar, and found Steve, who was already half-drunk, Coulson patted him on the shoulder, walked over to him and sat down, picked up a beer and took a sip, saying:

「…… We're all grown-ups, aren't we?"