[Comprehensive] Bewitching life

【I smell the flag...】

[The anchor's "True Fragrance" warning. 】

[I don't know when the front may be high-energy. 】

Soon, the legendary protagonist appeared in front of everyone. He had messy hair, a fake beard, bags under the eyes that were overly indulgent, a figure with both a small belly and pectoral muscles, and a figure that would never reach Height of 175cm.

"Hey, beauty!" Obviously, Stacy, who looked attractive enough from the back, also attracted Tony Stark.

However, when she turned around, the latter's eyes were a little surprised, and then she remembered something.

"Wow, nice dress, Miss President, did you dress like this because you regretted your decision?"

Stacey was expressionless: "You told me that there is a charity reception today, and I need to dress up, Mr. Stark."

"Of course, obvious, I remember," Stark asked his bodyguard again, "when does the reception start?"

In order to prevent his boss from messing up everything, Pepper Potts reminded him heartily: "The reception ended half an hour ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I will remember next time." Stark said without any sincerity. "...But you look really good today." He emphasized in a particularly irritating way: "You know, if I were you, I would come to see my boss in my best condition as soon as possible, Instead of dressing yourself up as a big guy every day, that's not attractive at all, really."

[I remember Tony Stark's character design is not a playboy?Why did it become a lonely student? 】

[I feel that if I were the anchor, I might not be able to restrain the prehistoric power in my body. 】

[No, Nini's character design is a poisonous tongue for men and a playboy for women. 】

[So the previous one said that Nini didn't treat the host as a girl?Too cruel 2333...]

Seeing that Stacey's face became even uglier, Pepper had to keep cleaning up the mess for the boss as usual.

"In an hour, you still have an awards ceremony to attend," she handed over the dry-cleaned suit to change the subject: "The world's top ten outstanding youth awards ceremony, the Stark Foundation has made great contributions to charity. Great contribution..."

"I remember this thing, I seem to have to go through it once?" Stark will also have a very good memory sometimes.

"The last time it was a nomination, we submitted an application, but during the review stage, you and a few Victoria's Secret angels caroused in Las Vegas for a whole month, and they awarded the award to someone else." Pepper said with a long sigh.

Turning her head after her, she told Stacey: "Honey, you can prepare the security system, pick any security assistants you need, wear whatever clothes you want, and I will let Mr. Stark go down as soon as possible."

Ignoring Stark's complaint of "Why is she dear and I am Mr. Stark", Stacey nodded in response, stepped out of the living room on high heels, and slammed the door neatly.

The sound of "bang!" was enough to express her feeling of waiting in the cold wind for several hours in a dress with bare legs.

"Why should I spend tens of millions to hire myself an employee who is more like a boss than me?" Stark asked meanly.

"Because she saved your life when you were so fascinated that you were almost shot in the head?" Pepper replied very humanely, and comforted him thoughtfully: "Believe me, she has already treated you More patience, Mister Stark. And you should change your clothes, if you don't want to put on a reality show in front of the media in a bathrobe."

Stacey Kennedy ran to Stark to recommend this job by herself. Judging from her face, figure, and huge arrears, everyone thought she was from the recommendation table, including Stark. Ke himself thinks so.

Unexpectedly, what she asked for was the job of a bodyguard, and she was not joking.

Stark found it very interesting. He asked his bodyguard to practice skills with this girl, and she actually won.It's hard to believe, but not to anyone who's seen her throw five burly men to the ground.

Pepper checked Miss Kennedy's background and found that she was clean and owed him a lot of money, so he hired her.

Stacey lived up to this opportunity, and since she took office, she has accomplished various tasks requested by Stark and Pepper extremely well.

Except for one small problem, she really doesn't like Stark.There are many people who don't like Tony Stark, most of them are full of honey and swords when facing him, but there are still a few who dare to show it in front of him, this girl is a bit stupid.

Tony Stark, an IQ genius from birth, insists that Stacey Kennedy is just so simple-minded and overdeveloped that he can't even feel his charm - or she's gay.

"It's her job to protect me, I pay her, she gets paid, that's it."

Stark makes it abundantly clear that he's an exploitative class who doesn't bother to be grateful.

But he still picked up the suit that Pepper handed to him: "For your sake, Miss Potts."

Pepper smiled knowingly: "Thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Stark."

The awards show went well, and Stark was still so annoying, but he actually only disliked Stacey's suit and didn't finish talking here, and disappeared halfway after 5 minutes, which is already a big improvement.

Stacey just wanted to thank God.

-

After changing shifts with another bodyguard, when she got home, it was already eleven or twelve o'clock, and there were only a handful of barrages in the live broadcast room.There are only a few people who cultivate immortals who use words such as [The anchor is working hard], [Good night, anchor], [Good night, Nini].

After turning off the live broadcast and changing clothes, Stacey, who was sleepy and tired, planned to go to bed soon.However, after taking a shower, changing clothes, drying her hair, applying a facial mask, applying evening skin care products and other necessary work for a woman, she can be said to be full of energy.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was one o'clock in the morning, and Stacey wanted to sigh.

The sound of "dong dong dong" sounded, and there was still someone knocking on the door of her house at this time.

Stacy, wondering who it was, got out of bed, walked to the door, and asked, "Who's there?"

A somewhat weak voice came from outside the door, which sounded like a little girl: "It's me, Natalie."

Stacey opened the door, and a girl with reddish brown hair, two braids, and thick glasses with freckles appeared in front of her eyes—Natalie Monroe, a Californian who came to Washington, New York to find a job small town girl.

Natalie's dream is to be a writer, but her father, a farmer, does not support her dream.She ran away from home in anger, and now she can only work part-time in libraries and restaurants, earning living expenses while looking for opportunities to realize her dreams.

Running away from home was capricious, but Natalie was a really nice girl, and she helped Stacey a lot when she first got here.At that time, Stacey's brain and body rhythms were out of sync, and it was a waste to have skills in vain. She could only repeat self-training to meet the standard enough to become Stark's bodyguard.For the sake of work, she didn't even believe the excuses she made up, but Natalie believed it.

Stacey knows that in the eyes of many people, she is a bit of a one-sided girl, but she is pretending for work. Natalie is actually more innocent than her character. There are not many girls who are so innocent See, rarer than dinosaurs.

You help me, I help you, and the two have become good friends.

In addition to being a little short-sighted, Natalie is also very timid, afraid of the dark and thunder. After she first came to Stacey's place to rub the bed successfully, she often came here in the middle of the night.Stacey went from having insomnia all night at first to sleeping until dawn.

When Stacey is resting, sometimes Natalie will chat with her during the day, and the audience also likes this silly, white and sweet soft girl.You must know that Natalie does not cause trouble for others, she just likes to cling to others, a bit like the little sister next door, very cute.

"I heard you coming back next door..." Natalie said, wearing a floral nightgown, looking at her expectantly while hugging the pillow.

"Okay," Stacey said a little helplessly, a little heartwarming, it's a blessing to have someone waiting for you to go home: "I'm just worried about not being able to sleep."

Natalie said "yeah", stepped on the slippers "click", "click" came in.

The two were lying on the bed, talking about each other's work issues, which had nothing to do with each other, but it sounded very interesting.

Natalie said that she read a book today. The author is very famous for writing love stories, but she herself is a big villain who runs around the streets with lovers. She also said that the new colleague who arrived today is a little handsome, but he doesn’t like him. Speaking, she dare not strike up a conversation.

Stacey said that she stood in the cold wind for several hours today, and the goddamn boss didn't even apologize. She really didn't understand why his secretary had a crush on this bastard. Let the pig arch.

After chatting for a while, we yawned each other, hugged each other, said good night, closed our eyes, zzzzz...

When Stacy woke up in the morning, she found that Natalie was making breakfast. Although it was a simple vegetable salad, it felt great to be able to eat with her eyes open.She sometimes sighs, if only she was really a lesbian, she must be chasing Natalie.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning," Natalie said, like a little angel in the sun, "Would you like some apples? I just bought them yesterday."

"Okay," Stacey took the apple slice from Natalie's knife, but there was a little accident in the middle: "Hiss..."

The tip of the fruit knife was out of place, and the tip of Stacey's index finger burst out with blood.

"My God," Natalie quickly ran to cover her wound with a tissue, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm so clumsy!" She said with annoyed face .

"It's okay, can you help me take out the tape in the drawer?" Stacey skillfully changed the subject.

"Oh, okay!" Natalie ran out in a panic, and then ran back: "I'll help you."

"Thanks." Stacey let her go.

After putting the tape on her hands, the two of them finished their breakfast in a good time when one apologized and the other continued to change the topic. Natalie went home depressed, and helped the neighbor take away the garbage bag by the way.

Stacey secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which is why she is obviously used to sleeping with Natalie, but still insists that the two of them must not live together and rent a room together. Natalie is a nice person, but she has something to do Too tense.

Relaxed, Stacy turned on the live broadcast, showing a sunny smile: "Good morning, babies!"

[Good morning anchor! (so shy)】

[Seeing the anchor's smile every morning is really healing, compare my heart! 】

[Anchor, good morning, hello! 】

On the other side, Natalie hurried out with a garbage bag, threw the garbage bag into the garbage room, and returned to her home with her head down as if she was very sad.As usual, turn on the TV and listen to the sound of the TV to clean up the house.

Because the two houses were next to each other, Natalie could hear any sound from Stacey's side.

When Stacey went out today, Natalie happened to be watering the flowers on the balcony.Several pots of flowers were placed on her balcony, and they were in full bloom. Stacey was full of praise when she came, and Natalie blushed when she heard Natalie waving her hands again and again.

Through the balcony window, I can see Stacey's tall figure and slow pace. She should rest today.

Stacey walked out of this intersection and walked in a certain direction. That direction was the largest supermarket in the vicinity. Every time she went to Stacey, she would shop there for an hour or two, because she was used to stocking up.

There was a sound of "dong dong dong", someone was knocking on the door.

Natalie asked who it was, and the man outside the door said it was a courier.She leaned against the door mirror and glanced, and it was indeed the courier's outfit.

Opening the door, the courier wore a hat and said in a low voice, "She's gone."

Hearing this, Natalie gave him a "hmm" and handed him the package to be sent: "It's all inside."

The courier went downstairs from the elevator with the package in his arms. There was a truck waiting for him at the door, which also belonged to the courier company.

After the truck is started, it is driving normally on the road. Every time it reaches a certain address, it will stop and be delivered by another courier.

While at a certain address, another courier took a box to the door of a certain home and rang the doorbell.

In less than a minute, someone opened the door and entered with a box.

After about 5 minutes, the family came out again, holding a briefcase in their hands, and drove towards the company.

When he arrived at the company, the man took the elevator and went straight to a certain floor. Before entering the door, he punched his card at the door of the company, walked around a corner and passed a corridor, and stopped in front of a certain office.Press the password lock on the password door, and scan the iris of the retina. After confirming permission, the ordinary door opens automatically. There are busy people inside, and everything seems to be another world.

The man handed the briefcase to a researcher in a white coat. The briefcase was opened, and there were only a few small packaging bags inside. They were transparent and could be seen at a glance. They were miscellaneous and contained a lot of things.

Some have a few hairs inside; some have clipped nails inside; some have a small test tube with a yellowish liquid in it; .

-

A boring day passed, and Natalie received a text message when she got off work in the evening. It was a mess of gibberish codes, which looked like a spam text message.

Only Natalie knew that the garbled characters had meaning and could be translated with certain codes.

A terse but ambiguous statement: she is safe.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief, she was a nice person, and even she didn't want to be an enemy of her.

After get off work, she refused the invitation of her new colleagues, walked on the dead-end route of the library prosecution, and entered the bathroom.

Every closed door was opened, and Natalie closed the last bathroom door herself.

Undo the braids, loosen the hair quickly and securely, and then re-tie the hair.He took out the mirror from the cloth bag and took off the sticker on the back. The mirror was easily stuck to the door, revealing Natalie's somewhat round face.

Natalie reached into her bust with one hand, and pulled out a very small bottle from the interlayer of the buckle. There was a blue solution in the bottle, which was dripped on various parts of the face, and then wiped off with a tissue. It was a little yellowish The skin becomes crystal clear and white.

He rolled his eyes upwards, and took off the original color contact lenses with one hand in a second, revealing the original green eyes.She moved her tongue and spit out the fillings on her left and right cheeks. Natalie swung her chin and looked at her original appearance.

Throw the things that should be thrown into the toilet and flush them down, and reapply yourself a makeup by the way.Remove the mirror and put it back in the bag, tear off the sleeves on both sides of your clothes, and tie a corner of the long skirt.The cloth bag was turned inside out, and it instantly turned into a leather bag.

The bathroom door reopened, and Natalie, who was originally clumsy and shy, seemed to be a different person.

Cold, sexy, powerful, attractive, and full of desire to conquer.

Or, should not call her Natalie.

She should be called Natasha.

Natasha Romanoff, that was her usual name.

Former Soviet, former KGB agent, code-named Black Widow, currently working for the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency.

A bit of a tongue twister, but they are said to be thinking of a new name.