"It's a pity that at that time, she didn't have anything but beauty and figure. ”

With that, Watson stood up, ignored Natasha's somewhat defensive look, and walked to the window.

"Okay, that's all for today's story, if I have the chance, I'll continue to tell you, I'm going to sleep, don't forget to give me what I want tomorrow." ”

After Watson finished speaking, he took off his shirt, revealing his muscles full of strength, and lay directly on the bed, ignoring Natasha.

Natasha looked at the man on the bed and was silent for a long time, and suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Is the story you said true?"

"If I had the opportunity to tell you the whole story, you'd know, and, I said, if that person was you, do you think, that was you?"

Natasha didn't know how to answer, so she had to say, "Then you're going to let me sleep there?"

"Find yourself where you think is most suitable... Natasha, do you have any relatives of your own?"

Natasha was slightly stunned when she heard this question, and said directly: "No, it hasn't been." ”

Natasha turned her head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and her beautiful eyes moved left and right and suddenly said, "Actually, I'm just like that playboy, Tony Stark said." The feeling of the family, the happy smiles, these... For a short time,"

Watson got up from the bed, turned his head with his bare upper body and asked, "Didn't you have a scene like tonight in your previous mission?"

Natasha, who smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, seemed to be mocking her past and Watson's innocence.

Natasha turned her head to look at the man in front of her and said with a smile, "What? I wanted to hear the story of the Flame Knight who ate me just now?"

"I wouldn't mind hearing the story either, if you will. Oh yes, can you tell me, how old are you this year?" Watson suddenly thought of the question of the Marvel parallel universe, wanting to determine if the widow sister in front of him was the widow sister he could accept.

Natasha looked at Watson with a strange look, but she didn't care, and continued to turn her head to look at the moon in the sky and said: "I am from the former Soviet Union, born in 1984, but maybe my childhood is different? There are no toys and smiling faces, and I 'live' in a red house with a group of girls like me, and every day, every day, someone dies." It's just that if you don't pass, you won't be asked to retake the exam, but you'll be eliminated... Real elimination. After graduating there, I was accepted into the KGB, a Soviet intelligence organization, but I later betrayed them and joined what is now S.H.I.E.L.D. At least I now think that I can walk in the sun, not in the shadows. Feeling··· I'm a good person... But, never, never, there has never been a scene like today, never. ”

"Wait... The Red House? Can you tell me what you're talking about? Aren't these confidential?"

"No... In fact, it's not a secret, and it's all in the past. ”

Watson breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, he was born in 1984, and that is the movie universe.

But I still have to be careful, after all, when I was in Afghanistan before, I felt that there was Professor X's exploration.

Watson thought for a moment and said to Natasha: "Okay, Officer Wilson, I accept your previous apology, and I won't tell Aunt Lia, at least until I know that she can accept it, I won't tell her, you don't play it yourself." Well, now it's time to sleep. ”

Natasha, who was sitting on the balcony, was slightly stunned, she didn't expect this man to say such a thing.

The silent night of the return began to be slightly cold.

Natasha hugged her legs and rubbed them up and down, and then looked at the man lying in the quilt, and suddenly felt a little angry.

It's really not a gentleman's demeanor at all.

After a while... It seems that some determination has been made.

She stood up and slowly removed her police uniform and trousers.

Under the illumination of silver brilliance, she seemed to be the darling chosen by the night god, and she gently put on the light veil of moonlight, fading a bit of sexiness and replacing it with a touch of purity.

At this time, Watson, who was thinking about how to trick the widow sister into bed in the past few days, suddenly felt a cold body rush into his arms, and then felt the turbulent touch.

????I accidentally summoned the dragon??Wishing successful??

Although Watson was puzzled, he still spoke: "This is one of your jobs as an agent to deal with me?"

"Are you sure you want to say this at this time?" Natasha was a little surprised to hear Watson's direct words, but she couldn't help but remember how she felt before feeling the unusually fiery aura coming from her body.

She wanted to try once, she wanted to try, not to let her whole life be pure killing and deceit, she once envied Clinton's family, every time she went to visit little Lila and Cooper, there was always lingering envy in her eyes, and she also told Laura that if they had another daughter, they would be called Natasha.

But ······ for yourself Natasha felt the fiery breath that enveloped her, but her heart seemed to suddenly go cold.

Watson turned her over when he heard this, looked at her blue eyes, and opened his mouth to say, "Do you know what your decision now means?"

"I don't know, but if I could, I wish I could finish that story. Natasha shook her head, and the last layer of protection was removed. Melted himself tightly into the arms of the man in front of him.

"The consequences of that will be put aside, but for now, you need to know one thing first. Watson pressed Natasha underneath him, feeling the wonderful touch between his bodies.

"What?" said Natasha as she put her hands around the man's neck and bit her lip.

"You're playing with fire, and it's not that easy to extinguish!"

·············

The curtains were gently blown up by the breeze, and the glimmer of light outside the window ran in.

It's getting brighter and brighter, and it's a little harsh.

"Hmm..." Watson, who was awakened by the sun, slowly opened his eyes.

The fullness of his hands let him know the truth of last night.

Watson turned his head to look at the face over his shoulder and smiled softly, whether it was a genuine or purposeful contact.

From the very beginning when you approached me, there was no way back, only one way to the end, because I would not give you a chance to go other ways.

After thinking about it, his hands began to move dishonestly again.

I have to say that the quality of this rage sonata is far higher than the last one~ or permanent~

“··· Huh?·· Don't move~"