[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

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Merlin takes Phoebe back to the hotel.

Bond and Phoebe also lived in this hotel, but Merlin did not ask her to hand over the room card. Instead, under the watchful eyes of everyone, holding Phoebe who had thrown off a high heel, she reported the name of the appointment at the front desk, and Take the card and leave under the weird eyes at the front desk.

Along the way, Merlin neither showed any expression nor continued to ask for details.

This made Phoebe a little guilty. He put the girl on the bed in the bedroom, and took out the medical bag. Merlin reached out to Phoebe, and she shrank instinctively, avoiding his contact.

Merlin: "..."

"Let me take a look at your injury, girl," Merlin said, and then gently held her ankle, "If you don't deal with it in time, you will be in trouble."

"Oh."

The two wounds were just red, swollen and bruised, but fortunately not dislocated.Merlin pulled out the spray and an ice pack, and quickly treated Phoebe's wound: "You can move around slightly, but you can no longer wear high heels, and you can't run around."

"I only have one pair."

Phoebe shook the good foot as she spoke: "No, there's only one left now."

Merlin raised his eyebrows, he let go of Phoebe's calf, and looked up at the girl sitting by the bed.

Their eyes met, and when they met her gaze, Phoebe avoided her gaze like a thief, and retreated unconsciously—it was a word of counsel written on her face, if she still had Cat ears, I'm afraid it has been left behind.

He picked up the broken high-heeled shoe and looked at it blankly for a moment. The exquisite shoe was like a beautiful toy in the hands of a man.

"Q and Bond picked it for you?"

"No, it's not," Phoebe whispered back, "I chose it myself."

"Clothes and headgear too?"

"Well, Bond insists on me wearing a dress, like a doll, I don't like it."

Merlin slapped the hand that was playing with the shoe.

"Nice aesthetic, Phoebe," he said. "It suits you."

"Merlin likes it?"

He tossed the high heels away, and when they landed, they made a slight collision sound with the floor.

"Take off your clothes." Merlin said calmly.

"..."

Phoebe's eyes widened suddenly.

She shuddered, fear or surprise, and a brilliant blush exploded across Phoebe's face.Her fair skin showed an attractive crimson under the warm yellow light in the room.But Phoebe didn't move. Instead, she gripped the hem of her skirt.

Merlin: "What are you afraid of, girl?"

Phoebe raised her eyes timidly: "You said, you said you want to punish, punish me."

Therefore, she knew very well that what she had done had stepped on Merlin's bottom line, and she knew very well that he might get angry because of it.

But Phoebe did it anyway, "it will definitely piss off Merlin" can't stop her from reaching an agreement with MI6, and then follow her without telling him, without telling Paddington, and without telling all the friends who care about her.

Merlin heaved a long sigh, now he felt that this girl was too pampered.

"Listen, Phoebe," he reached out and placed his broad hand on the back of the girl's neck, forcing her to look up into his eyes, "if I had to, I'd literally strip you and lock you up in bed , lest you run around."

"But I'm not a mess—"

"No but," Merlin interrupted Phoebe, "take off your clothes now, including your skirt, shoes, and underwear and panties, as well as your hairpin and that bone conduction earphone."

Phoebe blinked.

Speaking of this, Phoebe seems to finally understand that Merlin is not trying to do some indescribable activities, but because the clothes are all given by Q, and no one knows if there are any MI6 technology equipment hidden inside. .

Phoebe let out a long breath, feeling very regretful: "Ah..."

Merlin: "..."

I'm so disappointed with your face, what's going on!

He stood up, and Phoebe grabbed Merlin who was about to evade.

Merlin: "What?"

The girl jumped to the ground, and couldn't help whimpering as soon as her left foot touched the ground.But she still insisted on barely standing, turned around: "I can't reach the zipper."

She's sure to be able to, Phoebe's body is like a cat's, with a flexibility that professional gymnasts can't match.However, Phoebe endured the pain and turned her head to look at Merlin eagerly with her gray eyes, as if she would not sit down without help.

Merlin shook his head helplessly.

He stepped forward and put his arm on Phoebe's shoulder.

The man's bony hands held the zipper around the neck and pulled it down along the line of the girl's back.He was so close that Merlin hung his head, breathing against Phoebe's back.She subconsciously straightened her spine, and her naked back peeled off a beautiful arc along with the slight touch.Phoebe couldn't help leaning back, and the girl's back was almost pressed against Merlin's chest.

"Merlin..."

She raised her head and found Merlin's eyes.

Merlin's hand stopped, the zipper hanging down Phoebe's back: "Now you can reach it yourself."

Phoebe: "..." Merlin really hates it when he doesn't understand the style!

After walking out of the bedroom, Merlin went to the bathroom and took a bathrobe and threw it through the door. After a while, Phoebe's muffled voice came from the bedroom door: "Okay."

The girl who sat on the bed again hugged the pillow angrily, and Merlin refused to look at him when he walked in.

She was really angry, and Merlin stopped in front of Phoebe: "Phoebe, what condition did you agree to Q?"

Finally got to the point, but Phoebe was still so uncooperative.She avoided Merlin's sight and buried her cheeks in the pillow: "No, Q thought I was useful, so he brought me here."

Merlin: "You think I'll take your word for it?"

Phoebe: "Just not."

Merlin held his forehead.

There was really no reason to talk to Phoebe. When she was determined not to cooperate, she didn't even bother to put on a perfunctory attitude.Just like now, Phoebe is leaning on the pillow, her blond hair is scattered all over the floor, and her eyes are roving back and forth, but she doesn't look at Merlin.

Phoebe won't back down until she gets what she wants.

And Merlin always knew what she wanted.

"Phoebe," he took off his glasses in silence, then bent down, "You said you wanted to help me, and that's why you came here."

"Humph."

"Look at me, girl."

Merlin stretched out his hand and put his palm on Phoebe's chin. It's rare for him to make direct physical contact so involuntarily.The man gently guided Phoebe to look at him: "Really?"

Taking off his glasses, there was no barrier between his and Phoebe's sight lines.

Merlin's brown eyes looked directly into Phoebe's eyes, and the clear eyes were full of calm and composure.Under his gaze, Phoebe's eyes flickered, and then a slight grievance appeared.

"I do want to help Merlin," she whispered, "I've always been good at it."

"Then why do you want to help me?"

"I want Merlin to approve me."

Saying that, Phoebe dropped the pillow in her arms.

The young girl rushed forward eagerly, grabbing the skirt of the shirt under Merlin's coat, her face was close at hand: "I want Merlin to need me."

"that's it?"

"Do not."

An almost primitive savagery flashed through her gray pupils.

This was no longer unfamiliar to Merlin. After being attacked several times by Phoebe, Merlin had time to dodge this time, but he didn't.

However, when Phoebe jumped on top of him dragging her injured left leg, Merlin was still taken aback.

When Phoebe moved, it was as if she had no bones. One second she was still sitting on the bed, and the next second she overcame the gravity of the earth and climbed to Merlin's chest. With force, the two of them switched positions.

Merlin fell onto the bed.

Phoebe lay on the man's chest, her legs still refused to let go: "I still want, I still want Merlin to love me, I want me, I want Merlin to say that I can't leave me, I still want..."

The following words came to an abrupt end when Merlin sat up abruptly.

Phoebe let out a small scream as she lost her balance and slid from the man's waist into his lap.Merlin grabbed the girl's waist, and his broad palm rested on the edge of her tailbone.This caused Phoebe to tug on his skirt, move her waist sensitively, and almost pressed against his chest.

"What else, Phoebe?" he whispered.

"I still want to, I still want to..."

Phoebe's cheeks flushed.

Her complexion is fair, and when the faint blush spreads, even the tip of her nose is unavoidable, like a poster doll with special make-up, extremely cute.

"I still want to," Phoebe wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and buried her small face into his shoulders, "I still want to do things with Merlin, and with Merlin, what men and women do, whether it's not a husband and wife, or not having a baby, But Merlin is mine."

With that, Phoebe tightened her arms.

"Must be mine," she emphasized, "always be mine."

Merlin let out a barely noticeable sigh.

His other hand fell between Phoebe's loose hair, clasped the warm palm on the nape of her neck, and then gently stroked Phoebe's skin along the collar of the girl's loose bathrobe.

"Phoebe," his voice lingered in Phoebe's ears, deep but clear, "I can give you what you want."

"Are you finally willing?"

"I am willing," the man's lips fell on her slender neck, his kiss made Phoebe sob brokenly, "so girl, I can satisfy you, you don't need to exchange terms with Q anymore."

"Merlin..."

Phoebe collapsed into Merlin's arms like melting.

"So," he asked, putting his arms around her, "what conditions did you agree to him?"

"Q said, said."

Phoebe spoke in fits and starts.

"Say……"

The girl stopped abruptly.

She blinked, suddenly realizing something.

"Phoebe?" Merlin tilted his head.

Phoebe responded with a hard bite on the side of the neck.

Merlin froze, and the next moment Phoebe pushed the man away. She glared at him in disbelief: "Merlin lied to me?"

After being punctured, Merlin was not in a hurry, he hugged Phoebe who was trying to struggle away: "I didn't lie to you, Phoebe, if you have to exchange the price, you might as well exchange it with me."

"This is not something that can be exchanged!!!"

After several struggles, Phoebe failed to shake off Merlin's restraint. She was heartbroken and raised her legs again.

The girl had a pair of slender and beautiful legs, and her white skin looked like jade under the light—if she hadn't stood up and clamped Merlin's neck with her thighs, he would have reminded her to be careful of getting naked.

The moment this consciousness was formed, Phoebe completed an incomparably standard grappling technique, twisting Merlin heavily to the ground.

"Merlin is really too much!!!"

Phoebe stood up angrily, and after yelling angrily, ran out of the bedroom without looking back.

Her sudden attack almost knocked Merlin unconscious, and when he regained his breath, there was a loud bang from the door of the room.

Damn, she still has a broken leg, and she's wearing nothing but a bathrobe.

Merlin got up from the ground, his neck was in burning pain, he stretched out his hand to touch it, his fingertips were full of blood.

"..."

Seems to be really annoyed.

Looking at the blood that flowed out after being bitten by Phoebe, Merlin was silent for a moment, but laughed out loud instead.

Phoebe was far more human than he, or even herself, had expected.

No...she's already a celebrity.

Phoebe ran out of the room without stopping.

She didn't forget to pick up the key card of her own room from the ground before leaving. Phoebe limped to the elevator, Chia stepped on the floor with bare feet and it was extremely cold, but Phoebe didn't care at all.She pressed the up button and wiped the tears from her eyes.

How can this be.

He is just too much!

These two thoughts kept lingering in Phoebe's mind, but she couldn't tell where Merlin was going too far - obviously what he said was right, for getting Merlin, of course Phoebe didn't have to exchange the price with Q, but this is not something that can be exchanged !

The more Phoebe thought about it, the more angry she became. She didn't know why she was angry. She only knew that if she was still a white cat, or when she just became a human, she wouldn't care what kind of mentality Merlin promised her, but if she can't do it now, she just can't!

No matter how hard she wiped her tears away, Phoebe heard footsteps in the corridor, and she dragged her injured leg and locked the elevator.

When the elevator arrived, Phoebe ran into the elevator sobbing, but almost ran into the people inside.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stopped in time.

It was a man, wearing a formal suit and tall. Phoebe had to take half a step back and raised his head to see the face of the person coming: black hair, gray prosthetic eyes, and a stern face that showed a bit of surprise when it touched Phoebe. .

It was the target of the royal agents and the MI6 team, Rachev who had met in the casino.

The author has something to say: In fact, I have never driven because I think that driving before Phoebe's thinking is mature is not called driving, but mating.But it's different now!Instead of instinctive tendencies and wanting to reproduce now, Phoebe wants approval and love.

I wrote this chapter, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. !

Thank you Luoshu Tsubaki, the eternal little aunt, and the rib hero for the overlord ticket, yum! ! ! !