[Korean Entertainment + Marvel] Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 15

He'd rather Molly be mad at him than have her be sad all the time because of guilt for Harry.

"Take a shower and sleep for a while, and then we'll go eat Korean food. I know there's a good restaurant in Flushing."

Molly pursed her lips and did not answer, then abruptly raised her fist and stabbed at GD. He dodged and squatted crookedly with his left hand propped on the glass floor: "I am an eighth-level agent of the War Department, it's up to you Still want to hit me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Molly's fist rushed over again. It seemed that the girl would not give up if she didn't take a punch from her. He didn't move and waited for Molly's fist to get close, and then started acting as if his teeth had been knocked out: ". ..Aw! You really hit me!"

"What are you acting for?" Molly said with a disgusted look on her face, "I'm still an eighth-level agent, and my name is like a Chihuahua..."

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!Quan Zhilong raised his fist and swung it towards her. He stopped at a distance of one centimeter from her eyes, and she didn't even blink her eyes.

"Stop playing, I know you don't want to hit me." She pushed his hand away and walked towards the elevator, and the voice of Jarvis (Iron Man's smart butler) came from behind: "Agent KwonandagentLance, we have prepared a temporary Lovers suite."

The two looked back at Tony at the same time, one was surprised and the other was speechless, while Tony raised his scissors hand and smiled in satisfaction: "You're welcome."

It's not the first time I've lived in this kind of couple's suite. Although the decoration style this time has a bit of sexual-intimation, it doesn't have to be so embarrassing.

"You wash first."

"You wash first."

The two spoke at the same time, looked at each other, smiled with bent eyes, and said:

"Then I'll wash first."

"Then I'll wash first."

Today the tacit understanding is broken...

"You wash it first, and go to bed after washing, Tony has something to do with me."

After he finished speaking, he touched his nose in bewilderment, gave Molly a troubled smile, and left the room.

Tony is busy rebuilding Mark42 (Battle Armor) ①, so there is no time for Quan Zhilong. He stands beside Tony and looks at the equipment diagram on the simulation table. He is bored and wanders around the room. Watch the news or something.

'One dead, one wounded in horrific shooting in Queens', 'Captain America triumphs over Hydra in Washington' and, worse yet, 'Who is Iron Woman? ’, with a photo of him wearing a battle armor and being visited as a street advertisement in front of a dessert shop.

Tony still focused on Mark42's mask sensor, and soon heard Jarvis' report: "Sir, em...Agent Kwon tried to hack into the system, but it has been intercepted."

GD was stunned by Tony's eyes, trying to pretend to be innocent is so cute.

"Kid..." Tony looked at him as if he was teaching a child who made a mistake: "Do you know who designed the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s network security protocol?"

GD hunched over, staring at the seams of the glass floor: "...You."

"Anti-reconnaissance system, blocking satellite positioning, and...?"

"You, you, you... are all designed by you." GD interrupted him, scratching his head like a little monkey, this guy taught people how to always show off his skills.

"OK," he threw the mask aside, turned around and leaned back on the table with his hands and tilted his head to look at him: "Do you still want to play? If you spend another 20 years, you won't be able to handle Jarvis."

This is a prank I have been used to, knowing that I can't get in at all, I still want to try it every time I come. GD shrugged: "Okay, okay~ I'm sorry, I'm going to the rest meeting, I haven't slept for almost forty hours."

Tony looked at his slightly thin back: "Kid, what are you worried about?"

"Ok?"

He turned his head, pouted unconsciously, the small bangs in front of his forehead were obediently lying on his forehead, he looked much younger than American men of the same age, Tony called him 'kid', which was worthy of the name.

"That girl, I can tell you like her."

"I do not have."

"Cut...little brat~" Tony's words became cute with the laughter, he knocked on the edge of the table with the mask: "Well, I don't care about you, if you want to go to the concert, I can get a VIP ticket."

Molly was already asleep when he returned to the room, and he threw the meth that he carried with him beside her open cosmetic bag on the dressing table. The light in the room was not very strong, and it was a bit yellowish-orange, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

He changed his shoes and undressed as he headed to the bathroom, never taking his eyes off Molly.

The place covered by the thin cover is just right, the faintly exposed breasts, the color conflict between the white and slender legs and the dark fabric looks more like a work of art.

He couldn't help but smile, this should be the seductive pose that Molly put on to seduce him, but she was too sleepy to keep falling asleep.

Without the support of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s backup forces, Molly has never been so tired and tired. Fortunately, the mission is over and I can take a break. Should I send Molly back to her family or settle in Sta Gram industry?At night, ask her what she thinks.

Fortunately, she fell asleep. There is no privacy in this transparent glass bathroom. He showered hot water trying to wash away his tiredness. She turned over, her back was blurred under the blurred vision, and the beautiful curvature of her waist and buttocks really made people unable to move their eyes away.

He wiped his hair and came out with a bath towel around his waist, but instead of sleeping on the bed, he lay half-lying on the sofa beside him, raised his head and closed his eyes.

"Hmm~~ When did you come back?" Molly squinted her eyes, propped herself up with one hand and grabbed the sheet to cover her looming spring, and asked lazily facing him: "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa~?"

Her meaning is clear enough: labor and capital are all stripped off your damn sofa, Quan Zhilong hurry over to me!

"Get used to sleeping."

"..."

She was discouraged and relaxed the arms she was supporting, and her fallen body rebounded slightly and sank into the comfortable bed. She turned her head and saw that his hands were moved behind his head for the pillow. His sturdy body was tattooed with many tattoos, from the lines of his side face At first, the contours that go down are really nice.

Molly became even more disgusted with his 'restlessness'. She casually grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at it, muttering: "I don't understand style."

"Looks like you've had enough sleep."

"no!"

She turned around angrily, without any sleepiness. After a while, she heard his breathing became heavier, so she should have fallen asleep.

Molly got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, tiptoed to the side of the sofa and squatted down, and carefully looked at the tattoos on his body. She looked more and more seriously, as if she was studying a work of art. The combination of those tattoos and the few scars on his body It is not obtrusive, there is a shallow and long scar under the mindcontrol, if you don't look carefully, you may think it is a deliberate design.

"88.8.18?"

She was engrossed, and read aloud, her fingers moved along the Roman numerals on his shoulder and neck, and suddenly he held his wrist, his eyes were still closed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You are very noisy."

"What is this, your birthday?"

He hummed as an answer, and held Molly's hand without exerting any force, and she continued to paddle as before: "It's very beautiful~"

"How old are you?"

"Don't you know it's rude to ask a woman that question~?"

He opened his eyes slightly, smiled at her and stopped asking, sat up and changed his posture and closed his eyes again.

"20, this year is exactly 20 years old..."

I don't know if Quan Zhilong fell asleep again, she closed her eyes and didn't make a sound, she lifted the quilt around her body, sat beside him and pulled his arm to hold it.

Too sleepy to open her eyes, this girl was doing something stupid again, she turned her head to see her tilting her head and resting it on his shoulder.

"For a while, just for a while, okay?"

When she woke up, she was lying comfortably on the bed, Quan Zhilong put on his clothes, and stuffed bullets into the spare magazines.

"AgentKwon, you are not trying to kill me~"

She jokingly changed her tone, knowing that this was his habit, and she had to check her weapons in advance wherever she went, just like she must put on a beautiful lipstick before going out.

He turned his head and smiled, and threw the clothes to her: "I still need a gun to kill you? Are you hungry~"

Molly got dressed with her back to him, she didn't want to have dinner with him anymore, it seemed like the two of them just stayed in the room like this, and it was better to simply ask him to accompany her.

Tony should love GD very much, and lent him his favorite car, the R8, to pretend to be aggressive. Although he whispered secretly for a long time before leaving, Molly guessed that it should be to warn him to be careful not to scratch the newly sprayed paint.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at the red color of this coquettish bag, it really fits Iron Man's 'low-key' style of conduct.

So... how to use these flat metal chopsticks!

Molly couldn't hold the chopsticks, and after a tangled journey of repeated defeats and repeated defeats, she finally gave up, grabbed the spoon next to her, scooped a big mouthful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth.

It seems that Koreans like to eat this way. Wrap the barbecued meat dipped in perilla leaves and swallow it in one bite.

She looked at Quan Zhilong who stretched out his hand from the opposite side, wrapped a big vegetable bag and held it in front of her: "Open your mouth."

Molly chewed the rice whole and swallowed it, and leaned forward to bite the delicious-looking vegetable bun, but he retracted his arms maliciously, showing a slightly silly smile in Molly's opinion.

She quickly grabbed his wrist, leaned forward and bit the vegetable bun, and deliberately bit hard on his index finger that was holding the vegetable bun.

"Ow!"

"Chihuahua..."

It seems that it is good to know how to use chopsticks. My boyfriend is feeding me like a baby, oh yes, not my boyfriend.

It's really strange, why he still likes him so much when he clearly rejected him mercilessly.

He turned his head and looked at GD who was sitting next to him at an unknown time, that guy was eating delicious rice wrapped in kimchi, how could he use chopsticks so smoothly, Molly was unconvinced and grabbed the chopsticks on the table to fight again .

"Let's say you're stupid. In Korea, three-year-olds can use chopsticks." He picked up the rice wrapped in kimchi, fearing that his left hand would leak under the rice and continued: "Ah~"

Just as she was about to open her mouth, there was a gunshot beside her, and as the waiter who was still serving food suddenly fell to the ground, the wooden floor made a dull sound.

It's not just Molly, the screams of the customers who are still eating in the store are constantly terrified.

The crowd rushed to the door of the store and fled in panic. In the chaos, there was the sound of bullets hitting the glass chandelier on the ceiling, and glass shards poured down from the top of the two of them. Quan Zhilong pulled away Molly who was standing under the lamp and hugged her tightly. Heard a man's voice with a treacherous tone: "Quiet!"

The man was not tall, and he held the gun in both hands with a calm posture. The slightly rough-looking companion beside him shouted: "Raise your hands, and squat down if you don't want to die!"

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①Mark42: The 42nd suit of armor created by Tony Stark, named "Prodigal Son".Mark 42 appeared in the live-action movie Iron Man 3...it is the most amusing, the set of armor that lost the chain at the critical moment.