[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

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Because of having to surpass oneself, the ultimate choice of human beings is to create or destroy, love or hate the night, Xavier Castle

In the grand mansion of West Chester, New York, there are many mutants with extraordinary abilities.

Even in the dead of night, there are still people who are tirelessly busy.

For example, mutant beasts are currently in the laboratory, conducting experiments to improve the brain wave search machine, so as to search for mutants scattered all over the world in a more subtle way.

Of course, this brainwave search machine is based on Professor X's mental power, so as to detect the unique brainwaves of mutants around the world.

Meanwhile, Pyro and the Red Devil of the Mutant Brotherhood are conducting uninterrupted attack training in the emergency room.

Charles has designed an endless stream of institutions that can test and enhance the abilities of mutants, which has been unanimously approved by aggressive mutants.

In fact, the danger room set up by X Academy was originally used to deal with Magneto's mutant brotherhood.

Who would have thought that it has now become a stronghold for members of the fraternity, and they have played independently and achieved good results.

In a luxurious bedroom hundreds of feet away from the danger room, the atmosphere is somewhat stagnant.

On the classical big bed with canopy, Vespa was lying on it tiredly, her breathing was very smooth, her expression was unknown.

Charles sat on the side of the bed, staring at her deeply.

Her young and sexy body is so bewitching, and her blurred eyes seem to be penetrating.

Charles Xavier couldn't help it, he wanted to reach out and touch her, no matter where, as long as he could feel the delicate and silky touch.

But Vespa seemed to be in a bad mood, and she didn't want to cooperate with Charles.

She turned to face the owner of the castle, and said in a cold voice, "Go away."

Facing Vespa's indifferent attitude, Charles did not have any dissatisfaction. His behavior in the castle's underground dock could almost be called a threat and violation.

His despicable threat of death forced her to accept herself.

In fact, she has no other choice, does she?

What is currently facing the mutants is a dangerous situation that is about to explode, and as one of the two leaders of the mutants, can Vespa really take his life in an instant?

Charles smiled bitterly, he actually did such a despicable act.

"Vespa, please, don't do this to me." Charles begged her in a gentle and affectionate voice.

Charles reached out and took her arm, turning Vespa's body around.

Her long dark hair grew a little longer, and a little of the original dark gold was exposed at the roots.

Charles could imagine that if she had blond hair, she would probably become an extremely delicate doll in the eyes of everyone.

But she dyed her hair black.

Vespa with black hair, snow skin and red lips looks so hard to tell the truth, she does not belong to the light nor set foot in the darkness, like a glamorous witch who abandoned God and was hunted down by the devil at the same time.

She is like an old love poem written by the Creator to the world.

Charles couldn't take his eyes off her, her extraordinary grace and fatal temptation made him not know what to do.

"Vespa, you make me miserable." He had to watch her, otherwise he couldn't focus on anything else.

Vespa looked at Charles' face, the blue color in his eyes made one's heart soften.

Facing the world-renowned ultimate godfather of Marvel, Vesper put himself in a very passive position, and this obviously made Charles want to stop.

If it was her who took the initiative at this time, Charles Xavier might not have sunk so quickly.

Vespa sat up from the bed and gently pushed away his touch, "You've got what you want, can you leave now?"

Charles felt that his heart was being pierced by her, and the blue eyes on his beautiful face were staring at her, "I want all of you."

"You're crazy—" Vespa pushed him away, wrapped himself in his pajamas, and went straight into the bathroom.

Charles followed her in, and Vespa turned to look at him with a helpless expression on his face, and then lay down in the bathtub in his pajamas.

Like a little girl having a temper tantrum.

Charles shook his head and smiled, and it was as if the whole bathroom was lit up when he smiled.

He is so beautiful, like a holy angel, it makes people feel that even if he has done something wrong, it is only inexperienced, and you have to forgive him.

Hmph, it's simply a crime based on beauty.

Then Vespa became more irritable, and she suddenly felt that she needed some tobacco to relieve her fatigue.

She looked at Charles with a sweet and frivolous smile on her face, "Give me a cigarette."

The handsome man frowned, "Vespa—"

Her expression immediately returned to indifference, she turned her face to look to one side, and never looked at him again.

He felt that he was being played by this young girl, so skilful and ruthless.

Charles' eyes were bluer than those of the deep sea, with tiny lights flashing, "Vespa, you are still too young to be exposed to alcohol and tobacco too early."

Vespa looked at him, with a frivolous smile on his lips, "Mr. Xavier, do you still remember what you did to me this afternoon?"

His eyes flickered, "As you said, I'm already crazy."

Charles took out the silver cigarette case from his trousers pocket, Vespa took it freely, lit one, and put it in his mouth.

Vespa's red lips parted slightly, and he took a light breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.

She seems to be a natural smoky beauty.

Leaning in the bathtub at this time, the thin pajamas can't cover her seductive curves at all, that mysterious and hazy feeling is full of confusion, sharpness, melancholy, hesitation and complexity, which makes people blush and heartbeat.

This lit tobacco seems to be her secret weapon for her sexy posture. The frivolity and depth, sexiness and wild beauty float out of her mouth with the smoke.

For a second, Charles thought he was in a fairyland on earth.

Charles stared at Vespa, under that mysterious and evil temperament, he heard his heart beating crazily in his chest.

Vespa was silent for a while, she held the cigarette between her index finger and middle finger, and bit her thumb lightly with her lips.

Then, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Do you like me?"

Charles stared at her, holding his breath, "No, I think I love you."

"Love?" Vespa was a little curious, more incomprehensible.

Charles half-kneeled by the bathtub, stroking her long hair, "At this moment, you are so innocent and decadent, even if you don't love me at this moment, I won't mind."

The cigarette flame in Vespa's hand slowly turned from strong to weak, and Vespa took a deep breath.

Then she leaned closer to Charles, kissed him on the lips, and pushed the smoke into his mouth.

Charles, startled by her sudden attack, choked on the smoke.

Vespa looked at him with a smirk on his face.

The famous Dr. X's eyes became moist due to coughing at this time, those who didn't know thought he had just cried.

Charles swears that his heartbeat has never been as violent as it is at this moment. She is like a deadly poison, making him sink and unable to extricate himself.

Vespa stared at Charles's blue eyes that were more charming due to moisture, with a mischievous smile on his mouth, "This is revenge."

The next second, the cigarette was snatched from her hand, and Charles threw it directly into the burning fireplace in the bathroom.

Then, Vespa was pushed down in the bathtub, and before she could exclaim, Charles covered her mouth.

The man with a beautiful face pressed the brunette girl into the bathtub and whispered in her ear, "I told you, I'm already crazy."

His cynical smile has an angelic holy meaning, contradictory and charming.

Charles' lips covered hers, tender and lustful.

Vespa felt his lips move to her jaw, and his hands were kneading her soft waist.

Charles felt like a sailor seduced by a siren. He couldn't refuse that crazy temptation. Even if the catastrophe was in front of him, he could only get close to her hungrily and snatch everything he crazily desired from her.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the girl below him. Her delicate lips became a little red and swollen, with a moist color.

He did it.

All this satisfied Charles, who never knew he could be so fascinated by the taste of kisses.

Vespa saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, shy and sweet, like a little angel, which made people want to smile.

He was clearly doing such a thing to her, but he still looked so gentle, pure and mischievous.

Of course, it seems a bit frivolous, and there is also an inexplicable lust.

Charles rolled up her skirt with the palm of his hand, and slowly turned it up, while his kiss was falling on Vespa's delicate white neck, his wet and hot lips moved down greedily, even through the thin silk nightgown , biting directly in front of her body.

"God..." Vespa gasped and hugged his head.

Charles leaned forward again, grabbing her lips hard.

Vespa was dizzy, and heard his gentlemanly and lustful voice——

"You are so beautiful, your lips are like red ribbons, your eyes are like gems and streams in a secret place, and your breasts are like a pair of deer grazing among lilies."