Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 115 Self-cultivation of a scumbag

Ye Qingyang was not picky about food, and without the view of the mountain top, his eyes turned to Hill's side face again.

The high bridge of the nose is straight and attractive, the thin cheeks do not make people feel cold, but a little stunning, and the long eyelashes flicker like a small cattail fan.

"Why do your government departments like Cadillac?"

Ye Qingyang was a little out of ideas.

"I didn't know, it's all government procurement, but this car is durable and won't break easily."

Hill didn't look at Ye Qingyang, her attention was on the front.

Ye Qingyang didn't know how to communicate with a beautiful iceberg, he coughed and asked

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Hill paused when he heard the words, turned his pretty face slightly, and glanced at Ye Qingyang

"No."

what?
no boyfriend?
Judging by his age, Agent Hill must be 28 or [-] years old. He looks so punctual and has a supermodel figure. He doesn't even have a boyfriend?

Ye Qingyang couldn't believe it. In a place as open as America, didn't most of the girls break before high school?

Not to mention that you are almost past the golden age of a woman. Is it because of some physical or psychological defects?
Ye Qingyang thought wildly, and for a while, the atmosphere in the car fell into silence.

Apart from the communication between the two at work, Ye Qingyang knew nothing about Agent Hill in other aspects.

After all, in the movie, Agent Hill is just a soy sauce character. She is not as impressive as the sacrifice of Agent Coulson, nor is she as powerful as Black Widow. Generally speaking.

Just like a disciplinary committee member in a class, he has good grades and good looks, but there are no memorable characteristics.

There was no expression on Hill's cold face, and he drove quietly.

Because of walking around the street with Wei Zhenzhen all morning, and fighting against the Destroyer in the afternoon, Ye Qingyang fell asleep on the swaying co-pilot with a wave of fatigue.

After about an hour, the car stopped at the intersection of Rockefeller Commercial Street.

Hill said
"Mr. Shit, here we come."

Ye Qingyang rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked up and looked outside the car
"So fast? Thank you, Agent Hill, please send me this trip."

Agent Hill says
"It's okay, I just happened to be on my way."

Ye Qingyang opened the car door and jumped out.

"Uh, by the way, please send my mecha to my laboratory, the address is—"

"Needless to say, who doesn't know about Stark Industries, I will arrange for someone to send it there, and if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Ye Qingyang nodded and said

"Okay then, you go slowly."

Agent Hill waved his hand, raised the car window, kicked the accelerator and drove away.

In that brightly lit watch shop, Ye Qingyang found Wei Zhenzhen who was still sitting on the sofa in the shop waiting for him.

Ye Qingyang walked over on tiptoe and stopped the shopping guide lady who wanted to greet her. Wei Zhenzhen was obviously tired of waiting, and had already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. She was covered with a thin blanket. The shopping guide lady was afraid that she would catch a cold.

He hooked his fingers at the shopping guide, and the shopping guide bowed slightly and moved her head closer.

"Is the watch I bought for my girlfriend today still in stock?"

"There are still styles, but that color is gone."

Ye Qingyang coughed and said

"I think the white and sky blue ones are also good, so get me another one."

The shopping guide lady nodded, suddenly realized and said
"I understand. You want to give this lady a surprise, but there's no need to buy three of one style. There are actually many other styles in our store, which are very suitable for girls to wear."

Ye Qingyang nodded, looking like a teachable child
"Then do as you said. Anyway, wrap it up for me and send it to my villa. You must wait for me to sign for it when I am at home."

The shopping guide is eager to sell a few more yuan, so that her commission will be higher, she said with a smile on her face.
"As expected of Mr. Shit, he is generous in his actions. If anyone becomes your girlfriend, he will wake up laughing in the middle of the night."

"Okay, don't forget what I told you."

Ye Qingyang blinked, then walked towards the sleeping Wei Zhenzhen.

He lightly patted Wei Zhenzhen's pretty face. Wei Zhenzhen was a light sleeper and woke up immediately. When she saw that it was Ye Qingyang, she felt relieved immediately.

"Tony, you are back, let's go home quickly."

Ye Qingyang looked at Wei Zhenzhen lovingly, he kept her waiting for such a long time, but he had no complaints, he was really a qualified babysitter, considerate, reassuring, and most importantly, beautiful and virtuous.

Wei Zhenzhen's pretty face became hot from his fiery eyes, and a blush rose on her fair face. Ye Qingyang couldn't help pinching it a few times with his hands. It was so smooth and tender, it was really hard to put it down.

Wei Zhenzhen didn't dare to resist, but twisted her body and said in a low voice
"Let's go home, there are a lot of people here."

The corners of Ye Qingyang's mouth twitched, and Wei Zhenzhen was embraced in his arms, and the soft jade was immediately fragrant. If it wasn't for the public, Ye Qingyang would have executed her on the spot.

I made a call to Happy, and within 10 minutes, a luxury business car parked outside the store.

Ye Qingyang and Wei Zhenzhen got into the car hand in hand. In this luxurious business car, the back seat and the cab are completely separated, so the privacy is very good.

However, no matter how private it is, Ye Qingyang did not have the habit of letting people listen to the corners. After a hand addiction, Ye Qingyang did not invade further, and Wei Zhenzhen only had a ruddy and shiny complexion.

In the evening, in order to repay Ye Qingyang for venting her anger, Wei Zhenzhen repayed her gratitude and used eighteen martial arts, which made Ye Qingyang realize what it means for a woman to be like water.

Mary Jane performs on stage on Broadway in the Broncos, New York City.

But her eyes looked down the stage from time to time, her eyes kept looking for Peter Parker's figure, but she found nothing.

"He broke his promise again and only promised me last night that he would come to my play, which is really disappointing."

Mary Jane's mood was instantly disturbed, so much so that she forgot to say her lines.

In a hurry, her opponent's forehead was sweating, and the makeup on his face was all gone.

And our little spider, Peter Parker, asked Ethan for leave early and got off work early, changed into a casual suit, and rode his small motorcycle to the flower shop downstairs to buy a bunch of small white flowers.

Originally, he wanted to buy a bunch of lilies, but his pockets were empty. The fifty dollars sponsored by Aunt Mei was snatched away by the landlord yesterday, and now his whole body only costs $10.

After buying the flowers, Peter Parker rode his beloved motorcycle and set off towards the destination. Driving on the asphalt road in the New York neighborhood, Peter Parker was in a happy mood.

(End of this chapter)