After the Battle of New York, when he had wiped out the Chitauri army, Chen Mo had even handed the entire Avengers over to him.
He had become the Captain America he was today entirely because Chen Mo had molded him with his own hands!
Beyond reverence and respect for Chen Mo, Steve Rogers also felt a deep, childlike attachment to him!
"Alright, sit down, both of you. Try the coffee I just brewed."
Chen Mo patted Sharon Rogers on the head. Only then did she reluctantly crawl out of his embrace, though she still sat pressed close beside him on the sofa. Seeing this, Steve Rogers had no choice but to sit by himself on the other sofa next to Chen Mo.
"Daddy's coffee is the best!"
Sharon Rogers praised him as she happily sipped her coffee.
Chen Mo could not help but smile. Back at the villa, this girl had often pestered him for coffee. But if they were talking about the best-tasting coffee, Chen Mo still felt that old Eddie's brew had the richest flavor!
Chen Mo poured Steve Rogers a cup as well, and the three of them sat on the sofas, leisurely drinking coffee together.
After finishing a long-missed cup of coffee, Sharon Rogers suddenly glanced at Steve Rogers. Her eyes shifted, and she immediately grabbed Chen Mo's arm and began complaining.
"Daddy, can you talk to Dad? He still insists on riding that World War II motorcycle of his to take me to school every day! I'm not a child anymore!"
Chen Mo had heard Sharon Rogers complain about it earlier. Hearing her report it again, he could not help looking at Steve Rogers and asking curiously.
"You take her to school on your motorcycle every day? What do you do when it rains?"