Saint Seiya Star Marvel

Chapter 75
When the widow came out of the room, Le Xia was putting on a Chinese breakfast in an apron.

Fried rice, buns, deep-fried dough sticks, porridge, a lot of things filled the table to the brim.

Le Xia was wearing an apron, with white flour still sticking to his hands, just like a good man at home, pouring porridge into a bowl.

"Yo, you're up, good morning!"

Hearing the widow's voice, Le Xia raised her head and narrowed her eyes, showing a sunny and handsome smile.

The widow's heart skipped a beat, to be honest, this smile shocked her.

Although the widow sister was trained as a secret agent, spy and killing machine with no emotions.

But she is not completely brainwashed like the Winter Soldier, she still retains the habits and thinking of being a woman in her mind.

And after breaking away from the control of the red house and being brought back to S.H.I.E.L.D. by Hawkeye Clint Barton, she began to live a relatively warmer life.

When she was on a mission, she was still the frightening black widow who saw blood and sealed her throat, but outside of missions, she also wanted to try to experience the lives of ordinary people like Barton.

Because the widow sister was brought back by Barton, the two have experienced many times of life and death together, so the relationship between them is very close, of course it is not love, but a relationship similar to family affection.

Therefore, in her spare time, the widowed sister would often be invited to Barton's house as a guest, so she was very familiar with Barton's wife Laura and their children.

From Patton, the widow sister knew that agents are also human beings, and they can have the feelings that normal human beings should have.

Especially every time she sees the uncontrollable happiness on Laura's face, the widow sister will have a kind of envy and yearning.

Well, to be honest, the relationship between Barton and Laura made the widow a little jealous.

It's just that, as a killer trained from the red house, for some reason, the widow sister is not a complete woman.

She can try to enjoy love, but she can never conceive a crystallization of love.

This is an impenetrable hurdle.

Therefore, the widow suppressed this thought in her heart, and covered it up with superficial ease.

But just now, the thoughts she suppressed in her heart were lifted up by Le Xia's smile.

It would be nice to have a man to love, a man to love, and a man to cook breakfast.

Well, three men are not a luxury...

Such thoughts arose in my heart, although it was only a little bit, but for an agent, this was an extremely terrifying thing.

"Good morning," the widowed sister suppressed the little throbbing in her heart, nodded expressionlessly, and sat down at the dining table with a straight face. At least on the surface, she is still a cold bone spirit English lawyer.

"Come on, have a taste," Le Xia greeted the widow to sit down, and couldn't wait to grab a fried dough stick and stuff it into her mouth.

"I don't know if you are used to Chinese food or not, so I made a few more and tried it out."

The widow picked up a small bun with a fork, and looked up at Le Xia, with light shining in her eyes.

"You did all of this?"

Although they are all Chinese food, this sumptuous table of food is not something ordinary people can cook up.

After all, being able to cook is also a manifestation of her boyfriend's strength, and Le Xia still has balls of flour on her body.

Le Xia swallowed a big mouthful of fried dough sticks, and said with a smile, "You really think highly of me, how can I make so many things in the morning, I packed them at the Chinese restaurant downstairs."

packaged?Miss Widow stopped biting the buns, looked up at the flour on Le Xia's body, her puzzled eyes seemed to say, "You think I'm blind?"

Le Xia lowered his head and patted the flour on his body, "Oh, I rubbed some white ash on the wall when I went downstairs, but I didn't notice it, haha."

After slapping off the white ash, Le Xia looked up, seeing the widow sister holding the steamed stuffed bun not moving, she wondered, "Why, isn't it delicious?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled the plate of buns in front of her, and ate one in one bite.

"Yeah, it tastes good, isn't it too greasy, are you not used to it?"

Le Xia ate the remaining two buns on the plate in one go without stopping, and then sucked her finger with unsatisfied satisfaction.

"Well, the taste is still not good enough, but it's okay."

"Uh," is it really so delicious?There is a Chinese breakfast shop downstairs, I don't know why.

Sister Widow tried to bite the steamed stuffed bun into her mouth, and a burst of delicious soup filled her mouth in an instant.

bump!There seemed to be a ray of light rushing down the buns into the widow's throat, one step to the stomach, the strong stimulation was like a volcanic eruption, and instantly made the widow rush to the clouds.

The widow was all naked, it felt like a 'beep beep', it was so wonderful.

Really fragrant!

The widow squinted her eyes and swallowed the soup happily. When she came back to her senses, there was no more buns left in her hand.

Looking down at the plate that Le Xia had eaten up, the widowed sister couldn't help crying in her heart, I didn't eat enough, what should I do, I seem to have fallen in love with this taste, what should I do if I can't eat it someday.

At this time, Le Xia began to deal with the fried rice in front of him, and after a while, the large plate of fried rice that was like a hill was reduced by half.

Seeing the widow sister staring blankly at him, Le Xia pulled his head out of the rice and licked off the rice grains around his mouth with his tongue, "Well, you can share some fried rice?"

Widow sister looked at Le Xia talking without stopping her mouth, she swallowed quietly, "No, I'm full, you eat slowly, I'm going to work."

After finishing speaking, the widow sister got up, packed up without looking back, and went out to leave.

During the whole process, he didn't look at Le Xia again, as if he was afraid that if he took another look, he would get stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Looking at the closed door, Le Xia felt a little helpless, "Could it be that it doesn't suit your taste, forget it, next time I'll show off my superb skill of cooking instant noodles, and I'll eat it for you next time."

The bottom in English is different from the bottom, um.

After the widow sister left, Le Xia didn't stop eating, and swept away everything in a short while.

Lying on the chair and rubbing his belly, Le Xia let out a burst of happy moans. After a night of hunger, he finally came back to life.

Since starting to practice the small universe, Le Xia's appetite has increased a lot. The porridge last night was just a drop in the bucket.

Widow sister left too hastily, Le Xia didn't catch her car to go to the gym, so she had to go downstairs and take the bus by herself.

In any case, he is also a person with a serious job now. Yesterday Ward said that the "You Hu Qian Ren Wushu" martial arts training class will officially start teaching today.

The cloak was left by Le Xia in the apartment. Anyway, it can open the toilet door by itself. As for whether to wash it by machine or by hand, it depends on its own choice.

In the gym, Ward greeted Le Xia with a sunny face.

"Hey buddy, how was your rest last night?"

Ward raised his eyebrows, his expression slightly obscene.

(I have something to do these two days, so I'm done.)
(End of this chapter)