Meet the father-in-law [Comprehensive]

The moment Ellie tugged at Hodge's tie and teased him with Brucie Baby-esque flirtatious words, she was still looking forward to the evening.

Oh, Aaron Hotchner, their perpetually prudish group leader, is like a tightly wrapped gift waiting to be opened to her at this moment.

She can tear off his tie like a ribbon bow, and slowly unbutton those always buttoned shirts like a gift wrapping paper.

Then came her "gift". If nothing else, she would have a whole night to explore that surprise.

In fact, every year she gets fun and thoughtful gifts from Bruce, Aff, Dick, and even Barbara for her birthday, Christmas, New Years, and even Valentine's Day!

Oh, especially on Valentine's Day, Afu will carefully prepare a "special chocolate" according to everyone's personality and preferences. In the authentic and most well-known handmade chocolate shop, she couldn't find any more sweet memories worth recalling.

But Elide can assure you that among all the gifts she received before, none of them will fill her with anticipation like the one in front of her, and make every cell in her body excited with excitement and anticipation. screaming.

——It turned out that she hoped to join bau to give encouragement, support and protection to her heroes.

——Now she still hopes so, but getting his love and sleeping with him seems to be something more exciting and exciting!

Elide was quite restrained. Although she was driving the little train triumphantly in her mind, her body movements were quite reserved, and she didn't directly hang on Hodge like an octopus—you know, with her force value , as long as she is willing, Hodge can't easily peel her off.

She had already prepared all kinds of small theaters in her mind, but as soon as she and Hodge walked into the floor where they lived from the stairwell, they bumped into Rosie head-on.

...this is so embarrassing.

The life experience is quite rich, and the relationship history is more than that of Hodge and Elide tied up and multiplied by two. The old Italian man just raised his eyes slightly and immediately showed a knowing and meaningful smile. .

Seeing this, Elide couldn't help but quietly moved half a step aside, lowering her eyes to stare at the thick carpet on the floor.For some reason, facing Rossi's "benevolent" gaze, she always felt guilty of stealing chocolate with Dick when she was a child, but was caught by Afu.

"Oh~ it seems that you two have something to do~go to work~!"

Rosie looked back and forth between Elied and Hodge, and his smile became more and more like a fox. He added subtle accents to certain words, and the teasing in his tone was obvious.

Elide originally wanted to explain a few sentences, but after trying to organize her words, she chose to give up in frustration.

What can she say?

Is it "yes, we just talked about life with Green Arrow on the rooftop", or "if you don't show up, I really plan to find something to do with Hodge"...?

It seems that none of them are right, and none of them are suitable for speaking.Elide thought for three seconds before choosing to shut up.

Hodge didn't speak either. After this weird and brief silence, Luo Xi pretended to cough lightly, and the old and unscrupulous smiling face rarely showed a little... the love of the seniors for the younger ones?

"How should I put it, I personally don't object to office romances, especially in our kind of work, it's not easy to find someone who perfectly matches your work/rest time. But, we still have to pay attention to professionalism..."

Rossi spoke slowly, shaking his head and deliberately elongating the end sound, no matter how he heard it, he was a little confused and heartbroken.

Elide knew what Rossi was implying: they are still in the "case", and what happened between the male team leader and the female intern at this time... If you really want to investigate it, it will definitely be regarded as "dereliction of duty"" The peachy scandal".

Although Elide felt from the bottom of her heart that what Rosie said was more of a counterattack from a single dog.

But this is the end of the story, Elide is not in the mood to "unwrap presents", let alone Hodge's strict demands on himself, the previous behavior can be said to be difficult for him, and now he is straightforward The location is clear, so naturally he will not continue.

After Rosie leisurely returned to the room with a triumphant look, Elied and Hodge inevitably stood there, relatively speechless, with embarrassing expressions on their faces.

"... David is right, Elliott, no matter what, I still hope that we can... Well, as far as possible, we can distinguish between public and private."

"I didn't refute his statement, Hodge, I'm just a little upset." The young woman pouted and stared at Hodge with an unhappy expression.

After a while, she grabbed him by the arm and pushed him back into the stairwell.

Hodge didn't seem to have expected Elide to be so nimble and agile, he staggered back a few steps, and was pushed against the wall by the woman almost without any resistance.

The scene at this moment is a bit subtle. The person with his back against the wall with a dazed face is Hodge, and the person with his hand on the wall with sharp eyes is Elied.The black-haired woman didn't seem to feel at all that the "wall-dong" action object had been reversed in a fundamental sense, she just smiled and leaned forward to kiss Hodge again.

The kiss didn't look all that engrossing and passionate, Elide just brushed Hodge's lips and licked them maliciously along the way.Then, she took a step back abruptly, stretched out her hand to pick up Hodge's tie, and let the dark tie with white chain-like stripes slip from her palm.

"Come to my house for dinner tomorrow." Elide's eyes and voice were full of innocence, but the movement of quickly licking her lips with her tongue revealed a bit of cunning like a little devil, "I will treat you well~ your."

"As for now..."

As she spoke, she leaned forward again, and gave Hodge a quick peck on the cheek, which was similar to but completely different from the previous one in Gotham, a gentle good night kiss with sweetness like candy.

"Good night and sweet dreams, Aaron."

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Since last night when bau got together for dinner, Garcia has been bemoaning that she didn't see The Flash, and pestered Rhett and Elide -- she didn't dare to ask Hodge -- to ask questions. Non-stop, I wish I could gossip about the color of The Flash's eyes.

So, when they were about to get on the plane to leave Canterlot, the Flash suddenly appeared on the tarmac, which really gave her quite a surprise.

The Flash appeared here only to formally thank Bau for his help in this case. After all, without Bau's profile, it would be difficult to locate the second unknown suspect, Howard Taylor, so accurately and quickly with just a few people in their team— — After all, there is a specialization in the art industry!

After saying a few words like "On behalf of myself, I would like to thank you for your dedication in this case", the Flash disappeared in front of everyone like a gust of wind, or in other words, like a bolt of lightning.

This time, there was no document to let him go to the sky, and Elide quickly helped Garcia to press the corner of the skirt that flew up suddenly.

Garcia was unaware of this slightly embarrassing little episode. On the plane back to Quantico, she kept lamenting about The Flash, occasionally interspersed with a few words about Barry—of course, she did not forget Make fun of Iris West at Morgan.

"...in most superhero movies and TV shows, the superhero's girlfriend is either a reporter, or has a father who is a police detective or sheriff—maybe Iris is the Flash's secret girlfriend ! Derek, it looks like your competitor is very strong!"

Garcia's teasing was purely brain-opening, and Rhett, who was sitting next to her, looked a little fidgety-but he didn't say anything in the end, after all, he had promised The Flash to keep his secret identity secret, You can't keep your promises, can you?

Probably because the mentality of making up for the weekend was too urgent, even enough to overwhelm everyone's instinct to gossip and complain deep in their hearts. After the group returned to Quantico, after Hodge finished the brief case summary in less than 2 minutes and announced that everyone could go back to rest, Everyone ran clean within 10 minutes, and even Rossi just took the time to throw a look full of meaning, and didn't even want to waste the time to complain.

Taking advantage of everyone leaving in a hurry, Elide went directly to Hodge's office. As usual, Hodge did not close the office door. Elide leaned against the door frame with her arms folded and knocked on her ear. side door panels.

"Are you still going to work overtime?"

The man who was tidying up the documents on the table didn't look up, but Elide still heard a smile in his voice.

"Of course not, wait for me for 5 minutes, it will be ready soon."

"I just want to give you 3 minutes, seriously, I'm starving to death."

Jack is at his aunt Jessica's house, and Hodge can pick him up later in the evening.Even so, there is not much time for the two of them to be alone—time is precious, and every second counts.

It took Hodge just 2 minutes and 35 seconds to finish his desktop, and the two quickly left the office together.Elide left her car to Afu before, and Bau, who went with Hodge, naturally left in Hodge's car at this moment.They first went to the supermarket to purchase enough ingredients for a hearty dinner, and then returned to Elide's home together.

That's right, not the Hodges, but the Elieds.After all, Jack might be sent home by Jessica ahead of time, and Elide didn't want to run into the man's son while sleeping with the man... If that were the case, it would definitely make people feel so embarrassed that they wanted to die.

They made lunch very seriously, ate lunch very seriously, and even chose an old classic movie with extra seriousness after the meal--it was given to Alfred before. Brought by Elliott.

Neither of them, though, saw the end of the film.After 10 minutes of the movie, Elide threw Hodge onto the sofa, and the brunette woman who straddled him even whistled, and finally unwrapped the gift with satisfaction.

She tilted her head slightly, bit her lips, and looked down at Hodge, as if she was thinking about where to start and eat the long-awaited Valentine's Day chocolate.

In the end, she bent down with a flexibility that ordinary people couldn't match, and gently licked Hodge's Adam's apple.

The movie is still going on, the hero and heroine in the TV are walking through the ancient and beautiful city together, the black and white picture reveals a moving beauty that can transcend time and space;

The two people outside the TV had already moved from the sofa to the bedroom, and they were both deeply sunken on Elide's soft and comfortable big bed. They hugged each other tightly, comforted each other, and communicated with each other in a way deeper than words.

When the low and ambiguous gasps and groans disappeared, Elide curled up and lay in Hodge's arms with her eyes slightly closed. She could feel Hodge's hand slowly sliding up her back, A very gentle force stroked her skin.

As his hands slid across the shoulder blades along the arc of his shoulders, he stopped abruptly.

At that moment, Elide suddenly opened her eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she met Hodge's eyes.

There was shock and doubt in those beautiful brown eyes, but more of them... sourness and heartache.

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The author has something to say: Elide couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her mouth and laughed softly. She reached out and accurately touched a certain place on Hodge's chest, and gently outlined the scar caused by the sharp blade with her fingers.

Elide knew how it had come about, and knew of similar wounds, eight more on this body.

She lowered her eyes again, with a lazy nasal voice in her hoarse voice:

"...If you want to ask me a story, how about telling me yours first?"

If you don't leave me a dozen or twenty replies, I won't drive next time, hum!

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