On the bustling streets, people are bustling and crowding forward.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, a man and a woman are staring at each other on the outermost small table on the side of the street. Both of them seemed to be shining, and many pedestrians sometimes unconsciously glanced over there, and by the way, lamented God's unfairness.

"Drosko, a rare last name." John, who became the scenery of everyone, found a topic and started talking: "You can call me John." ”

"Thank you." Natasha stirred her cup with a spoon in her hand and spoke, "Drosko is the name of my last experience, and now you can call me Natasha Romanoff." ”

"I'm sorry." John thought she had ended a marriage: "It must have been a bad experience. ”

"It's not that bad." Natasha shrugged: "It's just that he went to jail." ”

"Oh. That's really his badness. John spoke. Then pretending to be curious, asked, "Are you a star?" Or an actor and model? ”

Natasha just smiled politely: "I'm an ordinary citizen. ”

"Oh......" John made a look of disappointment, "that's a pity, I even have to get my notebook ready, just waiting for you to sign it for me." ”

Natasha leaned back in her chair, her fingers against her chin, and looked at John with big glasses: "That's really disappointing you, but I thought the same way just now, maybe you're a star?" I'm going to take a picture with you. ”

"You're disappointed too, I'm not a big star!" John shrugged. That's all.

"Be careful not to disclose your information lightly, and don't ask for information directly. The most important thing to come out to play is to play a word. So don't burden yourself and the other party more. The screen of the live broadcast continued to type out a line of words.

[Don't talk, kiss me]

[You're already a big star]

[The beauty is still talking about the strategy in person, it's really a conscience! ] 】

[Who knows Mr. John's current address, I'm going to face the base]

[You must be going to see a beautiful woman]

[What nonsense is telling the truth]

The comment section is boiling again.

"That must also be someone who pays attention to identity." Natasha pursed her lips and smiled, "It's rare for a man to keep this look at this time." She gestured to John's current outfit. Indeed, at the end of work in the evening, most people's makeup looks miserable.

"You're not the same." John teased.

"Me?" Natasha smiled, her brown-red lips curled, "I don't like makeup other than lipstick." ”

[No makeup! 】

【True Goddess】

【Hurry up】

[I'm already on my way]

"Wow!" John exclaimed, "That's really ......"

"Can I take it as a compliment?"

"Of course."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then chatted with each other about some of the things that were not there.

"Can I leave your phone number?" At this time, John asked.

"Asking for a call is a very risky decision, and if it is rejected, everything in front of them is in vain. And if you do, then you will cross paths again. ”

[Then you still ask]

[Sure enough, my confident teacher John]

[Sit and watch the beauty slap him in the face]

But unlike the comments of netizens, hearing John's words, Natasha just raised her eyebrows and said, "I think, we can get to know each other." ”

[Goddess goddess, don't be so unreserved]

[I'm ready to remember the goddess's phone number]

[Plus 1]

John lowered his head, picked up his phone on the table, and started typing the message: "Natasha......"

Just as John was about to listen to Natasha speak his call, he felt someone come to him as softly as the wind blows his hair, and with it, a neutral perfume that was not strong, and that smelled as soft as a woman's perfume.

"I'll do it." With a warm touch running across her fingers, Natasha approached him, leaned down, lowered her head, and took the phone from his hand and typed the number on it.

Although she was dressed as an OL, Natasha didn't wear anything inside except for the white shirt she was wearing. The shirt was able to block it when she sat there, but when she stood in front of him and leaned in from a downward angle......

John's ears instantly turned red.

[I always feel that Mr. John still needs to study a little]

[I want to see Mr. John's first time]

[I just pulled my phone sideways and tried to change the angle]

[You're not alone]

While Natasha was typing in the number, it was at this time that John really looked at her closely.

When the cold neutral perfume smell and mix together, there is a cold sensuality. The brown-red hair was blown by the breeze, which added to her the temptation of even a point.

'It's more seductive than Raven and Jean. This was what John had in mind.

John, the Burning Man, who broke up from the X Academy, has seen the best women on both sides of the mutants. But John also has to say that the person in front of him is more feminine than the previous teacher and the current leader.

Natasha lost her number and held it to John, who was still stunned.

"John?" Natasha called her name in her magnetic voice. By this time, Natasha had already sat down next to John from the other direction, then put his phone back in its place and took her own out. As if motioning for him to enter his phone number.

'It's terrible. ’

John felt his face burn, he coughed twice, he took the phone, only to see Natasha approaching him and looking down at the phone's screen: "Hmm...... Okay, then it's my turn next, my phone number ......"

Taking Natasha's phone, John was in a state of confusion, his fingers numb and mechanically typing characters, and he was fully focused on Natasha's body.

"You mistyped your name." Natasha said.

"Ah...... Sorry" Before the apology could be spoken, John felt a warm touch on his hand, and Natasha's slender palm was just like that, pressing his name along the phone screen.

"Alright." Before he could react, Natasha had already gotten up and sat back down with her phone.

[Stunned emoji, get! 】

[Emoji Screenshot]

[I feel that this time Mr. John has been taught a lesson]

[But such a woman is a foul at all]

A message speaks to everyone's heart.

This lady named Natasha is indeed unbeatably attractive, but not just because she is good-looking. There are so many good-looking women. A greater part of her beauty and charm comes from the sense of mystery and intellect that can be seen through the screen.

"I'm in a hurry." Natasha looked at John apologetically, then got up: "We'll talk again when we have time, and we can meet again if we can." With that, she went away.