[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

When she came out of the store, Cecilia had already put on glasses and a mask. This kind of strange attire was easy to attract people's attention, but more than half of them were frightened by the aura of the Winter Soldier. Look away.

After all, no one wants to be beaten.

No matter how beautiful that woman is, she is still in her own right.

In the few days since she returned to the Hydra base with the Winter Soldier on her arm, life has become much more decadent.

For example, she wakes up later and later every morning, and even if she wakes up in the morning, she will fall asleep again after being tossed.

I don't know if it stimulated him somewhere, but in short, the Winter Soldier has been very energetic these few days.

Sometimes during her deep sleep, the Winter Soldier would complete tasks alone, and when she woke up, she would see that cold man just coming out of the bathroom, with only a towel around his lower body, perfect abs and waist The line is unobstructed, sexy and charming.

If she didn't hold herself back at this moment and accidentally teased him, she would spend the next two hours in bed.

So Cecilia began to learn to be good, and restrained her restless heart from time to time.

Anyway, in this kind of thing, it will not be the Winter Soldier who suffers in the end.

And there will never be a shortage of plums in the refrigerator.

Cecilia didn't have to do anything, the task was completed by the Winter Soldier, and the food was also made by the Winter Soldier. Apart from sleeping, she was useless every day.

If she hadn't occasionally contacted the mercenaries, she would almost have thought that she was a housewife now, and she was still super useless.

Today was another day of tossing and tossing, she blinked, and saw the Winter Soldier put on his clothes and went out in a daze, and then fell asleep again.

It was almost noon before she fully woke up. After dragging her body from the bed to the bathroom, she wiped her hair and came out. She found a shirt and put it on. The hem only reached the base of her thighs, revealing her shapely and slender legs. The clothes are also buttoned from the third button, and the ups and downs of the chest capture people's hearts inadvertently.

Cecilia had just wiped the water droplets at the end of her hair half dry when the door of the room was opened, and the man with the metal arm walked in with a cold breath.

She turned her head to look at him and found that he was carrying a black bag, which was heavy from the sound of him putting it on the table.

The Winter Soldier looked up at her after putting down his bag, frowned when he saw what she was wearing, and said in a deep voice, "Change it."

Chessia raised her eyebrows, too lazy to comment on his dictatorship. She walked over with cat-like steps, opened the black backpack, and all kinds of weapons were revealed.

It turned out to be to buy a gun.

She touched the gun with her slender and tender fingers, the strong contrast between black and white produced a trace of magnificence, thick colors began to permeate, and there was a trace of desire in the air.

Cecilia picked out a dagger from inside, turned her wrist, held the knife and slashed in the air, and found that it was surprisingly easy to use, and then put it on the table, "Wintersoldier, use this in the future, it's better than you did before." Take it easy on that."

The Winter Soldier silently glanced at her fingers holding the knife. The thin fingers were so white that they were vaguely transparent. When the light passed through, the shallow blood vessels on the back of the hand could be seen. The nails were clean and tidy, without most of the nine. Put on nail polish like the snake-headed female logistics.

She clearly possesses the allure that permeates from the bottom of her body, yet she is so clean that she can't find any flaws.

She doesn't have the habit of wearing perfume, doesn't wear makeup, and even without lipstick is gorgeous enough to make people want to kiss, a pure beauty.

It can be beautiful without makeup.

She is a peerless beauty, attracting everyone's attention, and it seems that no word can fully explain her.

The Winter Soldier put the dagger back into the sheath at his side and walked over the coffee table to the kitchen.

The kitchen is an open kitchen. In fact, the cooking skills of the Winter Soldier are not very top-notch, but compared to Cecilia, they are indeed much better.

In fact, it's not just about cooking. The Winter Soldier is proficient in various weapons and fighting skills. He can speak many languages ​​and is almost omnipotent.

And she, in comparison, has no advantage other than good looks.

Oh, and the Winter Soldier is pretty good too.

Now, apart from being slept on, she has no advantage.

Cecilia looked at the man who was focused at the moment, although there was still a bit of simple and rough charm in his movements, and he always looked like I was unhappy.

She hugged him from behind, her face pressed against his back, the gap between the bodies was narrowed, she stuck out her tongue, lightly licked the back of the man's neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, exhaled like Lan, "wintersoldier, I like you so much."

"In this world, I live for you."

"I am complete because of you."

With honey-like sweet words, it seems to come from the poppies in hell, which is irresistible and has a dangerous smell.

It's as addictive as He/Luo/In.

The Winter Soldier's men paused, then turned around abruptly, looking down at her.

In the next second, she was picked up by him, and her body turned into a soft quilt.

She met his gaze.

In the deep blue ocean, the ice is melting.