8. Cooperation

"This fool drinks so violently, do you think this is fruit wine?"

Spock smiled bitterly and picked up Natasha, gently put her on the bed, and then patted her face: "Major, wake up, can you still stand up?" ā€

Natasha was obviously woken up, but she didn't move at all, just muttered in her mouth, "Finally?????? At last?????? Because I like you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Spock's hand suddenly froze in the air, what did the girl say? Has she been deliberately pretending to be respectful and distant to hide her love? No, then her previous reputation will not be in vain.

Spock tried to make her sit up, but Natasha's body was like a puddle of mud, and Spock didn't dare to move too much, because it might make her vomit on her bed, and she wouldn't have to sleep.

At this time, Natasha's arms suddenly owned him: "The only human high-achieving student in the military academy?????? You know what?????? You were the center of discussion among the female officers, when I was chosen to be your adjutant?????? How happy, how happy??????"

Spock could only give up the idea of sobering her up, because an ominous thought suddenly came to him: if he managed to wake her up, she might take advantage of the drunkenness.

Laying Natasha flat again, removing her hat and boots, Spock unbuttoned her uniform and retied it - his chest that heaved with his breath was faintly shining through his shirt, and he couldn't be sure that he would be able to hold it when he unbuttoned it.

After covering Natasha with the quilt, Spock leaned on the other side of the bed and quietly looked at the girl who confessed to herself when she lost consciousness. Spock is not a saint and will look for opportunities to relax in his free time from combat. It's just that the number of humans is quite small, so the chances of finding a human girl to spend the night with are still pitiful. Looking at the graceful pile of opposite-sex flesh in front of him, an instinctive impulse gradually rushed in his body.

Damn it! I'll have to sleep on the couch tonight. Spock cursed and got up and lay down on the couch. But what is even more strange to him is that this kind of opportunity to take advantage of people's danger may not be able to ask for before, but when the opportunity is in front of him, he actually retreats. Maybe this girl's impression on herself was too ingrained before, and maybe there was some other reason. Spock fell asleep on the couch thinking about it.

By the time Spock woke up again, it was seven hours later. Spock opened his eyes only to find a pair of large, bright eyes looking at him, and he realized that he was lying on the bed!

Natasha said softly, "Was I drunk last night?" ā€

"Ah, yes. You're so drunk that you can't move at all, and I can only let you sleep in bed. That's right! How am I in bed! I remember sleeping on the couch! ā€

"I don't know, you'll sleep next to me when I wake up anyway." Natasha said with a shy face.

"Am I sleepwalking?" Spock scratched his head and said, suddenly he straightened up and looked at himself, then at Natasha, and suddenly opened his mouth - neither he nor Natasha were clothed! Did you do Natasha when you were sleepwalking? It's a shame to have no memory but no escapability.

"So you look pretty cute when you're at a loss." Natasha chuckled.

Spock looked back at Natasha and asked tremblingly, "?????? Is there a ???????"

Natasha suddenly blushed and said softly: "I don't know if there is, but look at this ??????"

As she spoke, she lifted the covers, revealing a patch of blush on the sheets between Natasha's legs.

Spock felt dizzy, which not only explained what happened last night, but also allowed him to clearly see Natasha's lower body, everything was silent.

"This?????? I ??????" Spock felt his vocabulary suddenly plummeting to a worrying degree.

Instead, Natasha opened her mouth first: "Don't worry, I won't threaten you with a muddled night to promise anything." But at the time of now, as long as I walk out of the room, I will be seen, and the relationship between you and me will probably be obvious. Then those who spy on me will surely know that this gives me a proper reason to be in the same boat as you. ā€

"Complicity?" Spock said absent-mindedly, realizing that he couldn't take his eyes off Natasha's wonderful carcass.

"Yes, I'm going with you to Earth to witness the extinction of the Hatu people. Wouldn't it be nice that even if I don't report anything upwards after that, the highest authorities will understand that you have conquered me? ā€

"Do you remember what you said last night?" Spock suddenly came to his senses.

Natasha nodded.

Spock suddenly grabbed Natasha's shoulders and said, "Natasha, I really don't remember what I did last night." Now we just have to go out, and our ambiguous relationship will be made public. But I'm really at a loss in this way, so why don't we make a mistake, and ?????? now."

Natasha pressed her index finger to his lips to stop him from saying the second half of the sentence, and smiled, "No." ā€

"Why? We've done it all, at least give me a sweet moment to remember. ā€

Natasha got out of bed, picked up her clothes and covered her chest and said, "That's different! I was drunk and did something wrong last night, and I was able to convince myself. But now it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing! ā€

"Why? Have you forgotten what you said to me last night? ā€

"Of course I do, but you haven't fallen in love with me yet!" Natasha blinked, then rushed into the bathroom with her clothes in her hands.