Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"So nervous? It seems that your aesthetics have changed a lot."

The teasing in Eric's expression stopped abruptly, he narrowed his eyes slightly in an unhappy manner, and swept over with an aggressive and dangerous aura: "Your heart beats faster, cousin."

Yes, because I am afraid that the other party will reach out and wring your neck.

Thankfully, though, you have long hair, and it's in good shape.

T'Challa held his forehead in distress, and for a moment didn't know how to explain it to him: "No matter what you are thinking, Nijadaka, stop thinking, I can't explain it, but it's not like this."

However, even T'Challa himself feels that this explanation is a bit weak. After all, let alone Eric, just look at the gentle and harmless temperament in the form of 23 Bikuni. Even T'Challa will definitely guess before the opponent's showdown. Not her identity, not to mention that Eric spent less than 23 minutes with 3 and never talked to each other.

Thinking of this, T'Challa gave up struggling, and told Eric helplessly: "You stay here, don't do unnecessary things."

Eric snorted coldly, and didn't continue this topic anymore. He recalled the chaotic scene he had left behind, and said without guilt and with a bit of gloating: "Go and deal with your government affairs, cousin, but don't leave Taiyuan. A long time, otherwise I am not sure what will happen when you come back, in front of women, I am better than you."

T'Challa was speechless: "..."

The resurrected cousin always seeks death by himself, what should I do?

Urgent, wait online.

Perhaps because T'Challa didn't get an answer, Eric's expression didn't look very friendly, and he snorted coldly: "What's your expression, are you sure I won't touch her, or don't take me seriously?"

"I trust you, but I want you to respect this lady."

T'Challa calmed him down, and then said with difficulty: "She is different from other women, you will understand this sooner or later, but I can't tell you... Anyway, since you have been resurrected, it is best Get rid of those bad habits of indulging in love."

"Cousin, no matter how pure and ascetic you are, have you been broken up by your girlfriend?"

When he was a mercenary in the United States, he had indeed indulged himself, flirting with the hot girls in the bar for his strong figure, and enjoyed a few one-night stands, but he was not keen on it, since T'Challa mentioned , pay attention to nothing.

Eric said irritably: "Your Majesty, traitors and losers like me who usurp the throne have nothing to talk to you, but I advise you to come back as soon as possible, otherwise I'm not sure, will you be in a fit of anger?" Now, wring the fragile neck of the future queen of Wakanda."

This time T'Challa was able to pick up the conversation. He looked at his grumpy cousin and said sincerely, "I will definitely come back soon."

Then he pondered for a moment and exhorted: "I will give you a piece of advice, Nijadaka, if she wants to touch your head or jaw, remember not to resist. Your resurrection has helped the other party a lot, but in terms of remuneration All I asked for was a cat bell, you know."

Eric looked at T'Challa as if there was a green grassland above his head, and said mockingly, "...Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm here for your own good."

T'Challa moved closer and said, "Put your head over here."

Eric: "?????"

T'Challa said calmly, "Let me measure the size of the cat bell."

The roar of the leopard came from the cave: "Special! Check! Pull!"

Eric, who was so angry, was suppressed by his brother with one hand in a second.

When T'Challa pressed his cousin's arm and neck, measured the size of the vibrating cat's bell, and then sent the data to Su Rui with Chimoyu beads, Eric was in the blind spot of his sight, with a cloudy expression holding his hand. With tight palms, he licked the dry corners of his lips dangerously and /sexily.

He grew up in the lower class, and because of his double identity as a black man and an orphan, he almost suffered a lot when his father just passed away, so he was the most sensitive to other people's emotions and attitudes, so as early as the moment he woke up, he believed that this The woman who was in the same room with T'Challa and participated in his resurrection must be unusual, so he tested T'Challa's attitude and tone during the conversation, although seeing T'Challa's helpless and distressed appearance did make him feel very happy. up...

However, his cousin's attitude towards that woman is really unusual. He thought it was just a woman with some special abilities, but he didn't expect T'Challa to pay so much attention to it, and his face changed. Make him respect her.

Eric's expression changed several times, and finally froze on indifference when T'Challa moved his gaze over.

And T'Challa obviously hasn't noticed that Eric has confirmed 23's difference in a few simple sentences. He ended the communication with Su Rui, and before leaving, he returned Eric's black panther necklace. He said, "Remember, you have cat ears."

Eric: "..."

Eric held his battle suit necklace hesitantly, and couldn't believe that T'Challa returned it so easily, and couldn't help but made a real black question mark face: "Cat ears?"

T'Challa: "It's important to save your life, I'm doing it for your own good."

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After T'Challa left, 23 and Black returned to the cave with two grilled fish. Although T'Challa didn't seem to have the intention of returning her maiden robe, she ordered the captain of the pro-guard to send some food and daily necessities. Moreover, in order to prevent the existence and identity of 23 from being exposed, it was deliberately placed far outside the cave.

23 counted the food and confirmed that it was enough for Eric for three days, and then let the system transport them all back to the cave.

The system said in an indescribable way: "Flower pots, umbrella stands, bird nests, a corner of a single bed, a drafty apartment and a cave, the accommodation conditions are like a landslide, Comrade 23, after the last mission, I saw the next door Mission video of Africa Chieftain 21."

23 glanced at it for some unknown reason: "And then."

As the team leader, 23 is busy with affairs, either in the mission world, or dealing with various world fusion records and shikigami test reports. Although she does focus on 21, she really doesn't have that much time to read the other party's missions video.

The system frowned slightly, and made a serious comparison: "It's also a task in the Marvel world, and the little African chieftain 21 still draws virgins and carp spirits, but Stark specially vacated a floor of the building for her to build a swimming pool and The indoor garden is dedicated to raising the Little Mermaid and the Little Fat Bird.”

23 of the Marvel Universe Lives in a Flower Pot: "…"

System: "It's also a DC world quest. Little African Chief 21 drew Yingcao and Vampire Girl, but Bruce Wayne bought a blood bank just for her. The whole Bat family is a beloved daughter and sister, Alfred. De also bakes cookies every day for a late-night snack."

The umbrella stand in the DC world also needs to be guided by Alfred and serve Bruce Wayne to get up, get dressed and eat 23: "..."

The system couldn't help but have real doubts: Who is the Emperor of Europe?

In contrast, the accommodation conditions can be called miserable 23: "..."

Fortunately, 23 doesn't have too many requirements for living conditions. She is just a little worried. If Black has an entity to enter the mission world with her in the future, will she feel that the conditions are too crude?

Black seemed to sense her thoughts, and he could not help but rub his slender neck against the warm and soft palm of the host.

And what Eric, who was struggling to get out of the cave, saw was this warm scene: the gentle and elegant beauty looked gentle, and her white and soft palms were stroking a noble and gorgeous peacock, and the dignified and gorgeous peacock The peacock rubbed its feathers against the opponent's palm with nostalgia, and uttered a clear, melodious and slightly sad low cry from time to time.

Blake grieved for the host's accommodation conditions: "Chi Chi Chi."

23 patted the side of its neck and turned to look at Eric.

Eric was wearing a black robe, with the loose skirt revealing most of his scarred chest. Abdominal muscles and mermaid lines were unmistakably exposed. He had broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs. Because he had served in the army, he stood tall with a straight back. The 1.9-meter-eight figure stood a full head taller in front of the 1.7-meter-seven 23, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Although the one standing in front of her is a villain, but as a workaholic, 23 highly respects the task system of passing through the management bureau, so her expression can't be said to be disgusting, but compared to superheroes who are easier to get preferential treatment and love, for For Death Squad 23, who has been fighting all kinds of villains all year round, villains usually have no human rights.

For example, for this orange cat, 23 will not give him any extra care. If he wants to masturbate, he can masturbate. At most, he can think half of his mood because of his excellent fluff, but if it is replaced by a superhero T'Challa, of course, loves him very much and answers every question.

Eric frowned sharply, and felt that the woman in front of him seemed to have no good opinion of him, but there was no malice either.

And 23 had already walked in front of him, touched the leopard's dreadlocks that seemed to feel good to the touch, and said: "Don't stand in the air, you have just been resurrected, even with the power of the heart-shaped grass supporting you, your body is still in good condition." Very bad, come in with me now."

Eric hasn't regained his strength, and he can't use his agile skills. It seems that he hasn't had such a close movement with other people for many years, so looking at the soft palm stretched out, he completely forgot T'Challa As he said "don't resist", he tried to turn his head in surprise and anger, but because he was exhausted and couldn't dodge, he was touched, and the hand had to be rubbed even more.

Eric breathed out slowly, with a gloomy expression: Leopard's Fury.jpg Ever since he could remember, he had never been treated as weak or junior, so he naturally felt uncomfortable.

The leopard, who has not yet realized the ferocity of 23, twitched the corner of its mouth, stretched out its hand and firmly grasped the opponent's wrist, bowed its head viciously to push the distance closer, and its dark brown pupils slowly met the onmyoji's ice blue With dark eyes, he said, "What are you doing?"

Blake was a little surprised: "Who gave this orange cat the courage to single out an onmyoji with a full blood skill and no CD in a state of residual blood?"

23 felt the temperature of the air outlet, stretched out his hand to touch the cold palm of the opponent, bent over neatly, hooked the bend of the opponent's leg and picked up Eric horizontally, and said calmly: "Weight."

As expected of an orange cat, he is at least 220 pounds.