[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

Moving forward mean reagout, reagback or reagbalance.

Going forward means sprinting, going back, or balancing in Westchester County, New York, Xavier House

Due to the temporary cooperation between the Brotherhood of Mutants and the X-Men, this castle with an astonishing area has become a unified temporary residence for mutants.

Early in the morning, Eric Lanshere was standing by the window answering the phone.

And Vespa sat on the bed, admiring his handsome face.

The confinement curtains formed a shadow, which set off Eric's resolute face more angularly.

Darkness and light seemed to appear together on his face, the arrogance and abstinence aura was charming and unbelievable.

Eric ended the call, turned his gaze to her, and said in a deep and unique voice, "What are you thinking?"

Vespa looked at the man who was both good and evil in front of him, and almost wanted to sigh, "Sir, do you have to go to Africa today?"

Anti-mutant extremist organizations have been rampant in recent days. After discussing with Professor X, Magneto decided to jointly fund and buy several islands in Africa from the United Nations as secret bases for mutants.

And Eric is going to go to those African islands in person today.

He needs to cover these islands with a force field that can isolate matter and energy. This force field is strong enough to withstand the blows of several thermonuclear weapons, so as to ensure the safe operation of this secret base.

Eric approached her, his steps were steady and graceful, and Vespa's heart beat with his steps.

Eric stared at the little girl in front of him, suddenly put his arms around her waist, and pressed her against him forcefully.

Then Vespa's breath was taken away by him.

Eric's kiss made her dizzy.

Vespa couldn't figure out what kind of breath it was, it was as cold as the Antarctic, and as hot as the equator.

More like killing, extremely aggressive.

God... She doesn't understand this feeling at all.

This man messed up her heartbeat.

When Eric finally moved a little away, he was actually laughing.

With a lazy smile on his face, he whispered in Vespa's ear, "I will be back soon, and I hope that by then, you will have fully recovered."

Vespa's ears were a little hot, she cleared her throat, "What if I have a good impression of other people during your trip to Africa?"

Eric pinched her chin with a dangerous and evil expression, "Then you should ask him to prepare the cemetery in advance."

Vespa slightly raised his eyebrows, "You are really cruel, but—— am I okay?"

Eric didn't answer her, but suddenly pressed her down hard.

He stared at her with fanatical and dangerous eyes, and because the two were so close, Vespa could almost feel the tightness of his waist and abdomen muscles.

His gaze was so penetrating, dangerous and surging like a hurricane, Vespa felt as if he was a naked prey under his gaze.

The corner of Eric's mouth curled up in an inexplicable way, "You? I'll let you know exactly who I'm fascinated by."

Vespa blinked carefully, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, "When I look at you, a strange fire bursts out from my skin, my eyes can't see, and my ears are filled with noise, you Makes my chest flutter and I feel like I'm dying."

Eric stared at the little girl under him. She looked at him like this, raised her head slightly, and touched his lips lightly.

Today's morning was a bit cloudy, and the temperature was even colder due to the snowfall, but Eric Lanshere suddenly felt that this was the most beautiful morning.

But he couldn't waste any more time, and went to Africa as soon as possible so that he could return in time.

When Eric left the castle, Vespa was bored lying on the bed to pass the time, and it took a long time before he went into the bathroom.

In the early morning of winter, a warm bath is a kind of enjoyment, but it is not suitable for her to soak in the bathtub for a long time after recovering from a serious illness. Before the hot water has cooled down, Vespa put on a bathrobe.

While she was busy drying her hair, she suddenly heard a crisp knock on the door.

Very gentle and polite tapping rhythm.

Vespa opened the door and met those blue eyes.

Charles's breath stagnated, and he looked away from her white collarbone, "Vespa, are you interested in the latest "Mona Lisa" exhibited at the Metropolitan Museum of Art?"

The Metropolitan Museum of Art is located on Fifth Avenue in New York. It is the world's leading large-scale museum. It is as famous as the British Museum in London, the Louvre in Paris, France, and the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, Russia. It is one of the four major art museums in the world.

And recently, driven by the writer Andre Malraux, thousands of visitors to the museum to see the "Mona Lisa" elegant demeanor.

As the collection of the Louvre, Vespa visited it many times in the 21st century.

At this time, Charles' proposal really interested her.

She took a step back and let Charles enter the bedroom, while she was about to walk into the cloakroom, "Mr. Xavier, I'm going to change clothes."

After all, she can't go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in a bathrobe.

Before she finished speaking, she heard Charles' voice, "Maybe you would like to call me Charles directly?"

"Of course, dear Charles." Vespa smiled back at him, a sweet and frivolous smile that made people jump.

A few minutes passed, and when she walked out of the cloakroom, Charles felt that the air seemed to be a little stagnant.

Vespa wore an elegant and fashionable suit, just like a French girl full of beauty on the streets of Paris.

Her glamorous face is combined with innate elegance, her waist is slender, her legs are straight, her body curves are extremely graceful, and she has an indescribable unique charm.

Charles suddenly felt that his suit was too casual.

Vespa walked up to him, bent slightly, and leaned forward to approach him.

Her deep green eyes sparkled, and her voice was flirtatious and sweet, "Charles—"

For a moment, Charles Xavier could only see her soft lips.

She finally called his name instead of calling Eric in front of him over and over again.

But this state only lasted for a second, and Charles quickly freed himself from the emotion that was close to jealousy.

"Let's go, the driver is waiting."

He had a decent, graceful smile on his face, even a little cynical, but all in all, charming.

Vespa walked beside him in the castle, but she didn't get too close to Charles.

This castle is magnificent and luxurious, and it covers an astonishing area. It is said that it can accommodate [-] college students at the same time.

Tapestries, sculptures and classical oil paintings are everywhere, and there is no lack of famous masterpieces.

Vespa thought to himself, no wonder the reconnaissance plane that the X-Men took cost up to 300 million US dollars, and Professor X could provide it without any pain.

Until arriving at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Vespa maintained a polite attitude of neither far nor near.

Charles felt as if his heart was being held in hands and played with. He didn't know what the hell he had seen and wanted to invite Vespa out. He refused to acknowledge his inner voice, but he did such self-abuse again and again.

In the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Vespa watched the artwork in front of him with a calm expression, and then walked towards the venue where "Mona Lisa" was located.

The interior design of the Metropolitan Museum of Art imitates the styles of different historical periods, from the first century Roman style to modern America. The venue itself is a very outstanding building.

Charles could hear the crisp sound of her high heels touching the ground, like stepping on his heart.

He forced himself to look away from Vespa and look in other directions.

Unexpectedly, a familiar face came into Charles' sight—his former lover, female government agent Maura MacTaggart.

She was accompanied by a young man with an intimate demeanor.

Vespa followed his gaze and saw a pretty brunette girl.

A teasing smile appeared on Vespa's face, "Would it be that female government agent?"

Charles looked at her, "I erased her memory."

"Ruiwen mentioned it to me, I think that apart from worrying about her revealing the mutant's secrets, the main reason you did this was because your legs were paralyzed back then, and you didn't want her to be hurt." Vespa had a friendly look on his face. Smiling, "But you are fully healed now, maybe you can continue your relationship."

Charles could no longer maintain an elegant smile on his face, "Do you think I should reunite with my ex-lover?"

"If you want." Vespa's voice was calm, as if talking about something completely unrelated to her.

Charles felt his temples throbbing.

His blue eyes are bluer than the sea, "What if it's you? If you face such a situation——"

"I won't encounter such a thing." Vespa had a determined look on his face. The pride and ease made Charles feel that his heart was being held in her hands.

She is like a French black rose, almost poisonous, yet unstoppable.

Vespa's eyes were blurred, as if shrouded in smoke, mysterious and gloomy——

"No one can put me in the position of being chosen."

Her voice has a strong French accent, and her face is as beautiful as an evildoer.

Charles suddenly felt that all the scenes in front of him were eclipsed in an instant, only the black-haired beauty in front of him was like a blood-red rose, piercing his heart fiercely with her thorns.

He thought he was crazy.

Everything was wiped out.