[Zhongyingmei] If you don't dig a hole, you will die

After confirming that Hetty was really not angry, Wanda successfully recovered the previous mode of getting along with the two of them, and continued to chat happily with Hetty.

Girls have a lot of topics to talk about, especially when the two people talking are both people with big enough brains and enough knowledge, there are more topics that can be opened up.

The two can talk about fandom from the current situation, they can talk about academic issues in less than 10 minutes, and they can talk about clothes and cosmetics in less than 10 minutes.

So they happily planted grass with each other, and finally chatted, and somehow the topic of "love" came up.

Hetty already knew about the relationship between Wanda and Vision, so she teased kindly: "In this case, can't I talk to you too late? I always feel that I will be used by a red superhero in the next second." Watching with kind eyes, let me pay him a girlfriend."

Wanda laughed: "He won't—"

Hetty just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Wanda Yoyo add: "He will just hack our phone and urge me to go back and rest."

Hetty was in awe: "This action is really admirable. Excuse me, let's stop talking. Single dogs don't have the right to speak on this kind of topic. Let's say goodbye."

At this time, Hetty still didn't know that in another hour and a half, another red one would come to her window, watching her through the hood that looked like a red barrel with the kind eyes passed down from the bat family, and volunteered to ask for help. Be her boyfriend.

Wanda asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

Hetty was even more confused than she: "What what?"

The way she asked back was a bit convoluted, but Wanda came to her senses. Maybe the red hood hadn't confessed to Hetty yet, so she immediately skillfully pushed the blame on the operator with poor signal: "No, no, I You didn't say anything just now, you heard wrong."

This is quite an incredible thing to say, and she can't be blamed for being surprised:

Who can believe that a person can silently accompany another person, without any intention of overstepping the rules, waiting for so many years just to let her successfully untie her knot?

Not to mention that it was Jason himself who did this.His own behavior and appearance are completely incompatible with the word "gentle". God knows what this guy is thinking!

Fortunately, Hetty doesn't have telepathic ability, otherwise, even if she is still a wooden stump, she can give full play to her ability as a diehard fan, saying "When I go back to the safe house, I will still say hello to my furniture and plants." On the topic of whether my man is gentle or not”, I had a heated discussion with Wanda all night.

But even if Hetty wanted to stay overnight, Wanda didn't have the ability, and Vision had already started eyeing her network cable and mobile phone communication.

But before hanging up the phone, Wanda remembered something, and quickly stopped Hetty, who was about to hang up, under the stern gaze of her boyfriend, and quickly added: "Remember the book you wrote before, which is very important to us and the next door?" Is it the book analyzed by the staff of the Justice League? I voted for you last year, and I just got the book number recently and it is ready to be published, so I came to inform you, remember to pay taxes.”

Hetty reminded her tactfully, did this girl, as her exclusive binding painter, add a magical filter to her, so that such a tall thing would be completely insulated from her: " Wanda, wake up, I'm going to sleep, I have never written such a profound thing."

After she finished speaking, she realized belatedly, not to mention, there was a similar one in the pile of pitfalls that she couldn't continue writing, and that was the one who had just been accepted at Bludhaven's comic exhibition. The group portrait article of friendship that was urged on the spot.

Every Chaoying has a very distinct personality, and it is much more difficult to write a good description of their friendship and getting along with each other than a book with CP.

So Hetty wrote the fake friendship, and added real people's rules of conduct and ways of getting along at the back of the main text, so that she could have detailed first-hand information to refer to when writing the main text in the future. As a result, the two were completely integrated Together, so that even the Black Widow herself was silent for three seconds when she came, unable to immediately identify whether this thing was a novel or a realistic record.

So Hetty asked: "The only thing that has something to do with what you just said is my friendship book for all ages, but the problem is that it is still a pit. It was voted on the premise of the first half of the book?"

Wanda explained: "It doesn't matter. When the people at the publishing house saw your name, they knew that it must be a pit. They said that as long as you can fill in the remaining part before the end of this year, it will be fine."

Hetty: ...Excitement, I'm kidding myself!

This is a bit troublesome.If this thing does not follow the normal path, it is just a small achievement shared with each other in a small circle of friends;

But now it has not only gone the normal way, but has also got something to do with money, and Hetty felt the pressure on her shoulders skyrocket in an instant.

As we all know, there are three most dangerous things in the world: one is drug trafficking in China.Because China's policies and execution capabilities in this regard are among the best in the world;

The second is to carry out terrorist attacks in Russia, the title of fighting nation is not for nothing;

The third is tax evasion and tax evasion in the United States. Maybe you just evaded taxes yesterday, and today the tax bureau may be fully armed and armed with live ammunition to arrest you.

This is why she is facing sleepiness, facing a blank computer document to modify and modify, and is forced to fill in the hole:

She has always been a law-abiding citizen!

It seems that the conversation with Wanda just now has finally touched a corner of her heart that has been avoided intentionally or unintentionally. She was particularly troubled when writing tonight. Three hours have passed and she has not been able to squeeze out many words. , so he threw himself on the table and sighed, "Hey—why do you always feel that everything is wrong today?"

After thinking about it, she decided that it would not be difficult for herself, and she planned to write this chapter to a full stop before going to wash and sleep.But she overlooked a problem:

This is Gotham.

It seems that if there is no moth in the middle of the night in Gotham, it cannot be regarded as Gotham;

Even though the law and order has more than doubled compared to before, the debuff of "something must happen at night" has not improved much.

As we all know, as a qualified Gotham person, you must be prepared for all kinds of magical people to appear at your door/window/roof anytime and anywhere.

So after Hetty finished the chapter she was writing, she stretched her waist, turned her head left and right to try to move her neck to relieve pressure, and found that Jason was standing on her balcony at some point, beside her. He stared at her out of the window.

Not to mention how scary this scene is, really.

Pretty scary, at least to Hetty.The most exciting thing she has ever experienced in her life is to go to another world and face Jason, who looks dangerous but is still a good man, and it is within the scope of normal science to explain;

But at night, I suddenly found someone standing on the balcony outside my house. This is either a crime suspense movie or a supernatural thriller.

And no matter what the final answer is, it is absolutely unfriendly to her little heart that is not yet very strong.

So Hetty made the most authentic reaction as an ordinary person:

She immediately made a subconscious tactical retreat.

As a result, Hetty forgot, in order to keep herself from being lazy when doing homework and rushing to draft.

So the specially purchased chair did not have a back, so there was nothing to support her leaning body.

Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, Hetty had resigned herself to her fate and closed her eyes. She subconsciously grabbed at her side with both hands, thinking that she could reduce the momentum of her head hitting the ground with this method. Whatever you fall into is what you do.

In the midst of this flash, a pair of hands stretched out, grabbed her waist forcefully, and hugged her directly into his arms.

Hetty grabbed Jason's jacket tremblingly, smelling a faint smell of alcohol.

She wanted to poke her head out of Jason's arms to see what was going on - didn't this guy never drink much - but Jason didn't let her struggle out of his arms at all Chance.

Like Dick said, a good-looking, Russian-made whiskey with a decent alcohol content has a lot of staying power.

Although it will not achieve the miraculous effect of "putting down the red hood with a sip of wine".But it also managed to get him into a subtle state:

It is not enough to say that he is drunk now, just seeing that he was able to drive the locomotive all the way back under the heavy inspection of the traffic police;

But to say that he is now sober is even less likely:

In a waking state, he will absolutely, absolutely not do all the things he did tonight, including but not limited to the big night, squatting on the balcony of other people's houses without saying a word, and the next thing he did things to do.

Hetty finally managed to struggle herself out of Jason's arms.

She took a deep breath, and felt that what lingered in her nose at this moment was the refreshing smell of washing powder, as well as the more obvious smell of wine and the unique smell of leather, and no matter how strong the other smells were, There is also a smell of gunpowder and gunpowder that cannot be concealed anyway.

After these smells were mixed together, it gave him an inexplicable sexual tension that was particularly attractive to the opposite sex.

However, he usually wears that hideously ugly barrel, and Xinghuo, the only female player in Outlaws, is still his elder brother's ex-girlfriend, so his charm has no room to play at all.

Fortunately, Jason is not the type of person who cares about how attractive he is to the opposite sex.In his opinion, it is better to go on night patrol for a few more hours if you have the time to indulge in such things;

Especially when he had completely included the little girl Hetty Brown in his protection, he didn't care about these things any more.

However, at this moment, looking at Hetty's blushing side face for no reason, he suddenly felt fortunate that he knew her as an ordinary person.

Anyway, as an ordinary person, he doesn't need to wear a hood all the time, which at least gives his charm a little bit of use, doesn't it?

As soon as he had this idea, his brain, which had been a little dazed and disorganized in speaking and doing things because of the sip of wine, suddenly woke up.

Like a flash of bright lightning suddenly flashing across the cloudy sky, illuminating all his thoughts;

Immediately afterwards, the rumbling thunder smashed all his previous scruples to pieces at this moment, he blurted out immediately, and asked Hetty who was still in his arms and looked up at him cautiously. road:

"Do you need a boyfriend?"

Hetty: ...I really thank you. It's a good thing you didn't come wearing your hood. Otherwise, I don't know if I should stage a bloody drama like "Myself NTR myself" for you here.

Immediately without waiting for Hetty's answer, Jason continued the conversation on his own.

Perhaps a person under the influence of alcohol will be more courageous in expressing his heart, at least those words that he would never say out of his mouth at ordinary times, but now he said it easily: "I think I am fine."

He reached out and squeezed Hetty's face.

It was only then that Hetty realized that he had taken off the tactical gloves at some point, no wonder what she felt was not the texture of fiber products.It was a pair of hands with a layer of calluses from holding guns all year round.

But this man was drunk, and his actions were neither serious nor serious, and he accidentally pinched Hetty's face red, making it look like he bullied Hetty.

He hasn't reacted yet, and his behavior is too much like the kind of bad elements who climb other people's windows in the middle of the night and abduct them home just for the sake of grace and coercion.

He rubbed his fingers, feeling as if he had just touched a piece of fine nephrite, and there was a soft and warm feeling under his tentacles: "Little Hetty, do you want to think about me?"