Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Claire thought to herself, what can I do? If Evanson falls in love with another coquettish bitch, then with his beauty and big heart, it won't be a problem to lure him back.

Even if he suddenly becomes gay, he can slowly change him back to normal by wearing men's clothes.But what to do with the setting of liking someone else’s mother-in-law?

You must know that Evanson is not one of those useless otakus who have never seen the world. If you find a woman with animal ears and a cat tail, you can make her fascinated. He is a real master who has seen it.Claire felt that no matter how she acted, her taste was too light compared to the two real female devils, and they also had an absolute advantage, that is, they were sisters.

Is it possible that I can only compete with them by practicing the legendary multiple shadow clone technique? This is really a difficult challenge.

Well wait.An idea suddenly flashed in Claire's mind. If Evanson was really so cute to other people, why did he seem to care more about herself? She was not a good person.

Thinking of this, Claire felt at ease. The foreigner's mother-in-law and other things were just entertainment, and she was sincere to herself. Maybe as he said, he regarded herself as his life partner.

The more Claire thinks about it now, the more she feels that her point of view is reasonable. Just like many otakus nowadays are admiring cute girls, but if there really is such a girl, how many people can really accept it?

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Claire suddenly become silent and deep in thought, Evanson was really worried, fearing that she would suddenly cause trouble again.

"It's nothing." Claire quickly put away what she was thinking. "I'll just believe what you said for now. Then I won't completely believe you." Claire said with a hint of meaning, "You have to behave well." Just do it”

Behave well. Evanson savored these words, but then remembered the last teaching in the laboratory, and immediately moved forward and put his arms around Claire's shoulders. "Claire, you see it's getting late now. Let’s take a rest early, hehehehe.”

It was indeed getting late now, and I didn’t know what time it was at night, but it was indeed getting dark outside, and most of the members on the plane had gone to rest.

In the silent hall of the Airbus, Melinda did not go back to sleep like others. Instead, she found a ponytail, wore a black vest and tights, stood on the mat and practiced Tai Chi, which he had developed many years ago. I'm used to it, and I will do it for a while when I get up in the morning and before going to bed.

But today is different from the past. She usually practices Tai Chi as a way to maintain her physical and mental health or as an exercise to help her sleep. After all, her boxing skills were learned from a CD she bought for five dollars, and they are not the true teachings of Tai Chi. No matter how hard you study and practice, it’s useless.

But this time was different from the past. At the end of a cross hand, green fire flashed past her hand, and the air in front of her immediately blurred and shook.Seeing this scene, she had a slight smile on her face.

So what if she only learns superficial sports? Melinda firmly believes that as long as she has the blessing of these flames, her skills in Tai Chi will soon surpass those masters who can make people dance non-stop with just one punch.

With this goal in mind, Melinda adjusted her breath and prepared to repeat the punch just now, but just as she positioned her hand, she heard a sudden loud noise behind her.She was so frightened that she immediately jumped up and turned around and took up the fighting stance. The fire was hidden in the palm of her hand. As soon as she realized that something was wrong, she could immediately launch a ferocious attack to let the enemy know the power of her Tai Chi internal skills that she had practiced hard for many years. but

, this is how Melinda looks now

In love.She saw the door of Claire's room wide open in the corridor, and Evanson was lying in the corridor like a piece of garbage, as if he had been thrown out.

With a bang, the door of the room was slammed shut by a hand stretched out from inside. The people inside didn't seem to care about Evanson's miserable appearance at all, but some other sounds came from inside. Weird words: "During this observation period, if you dare to think about these messy things, be careful and I will destroy you."

Evanson was lying sideways on the ground, screaming with tears in his eyes. It was obviously you who asked me to behave well. Last time in the laboratory, you thought I didn't understand the style. This time, I understood why it was like this. Alas, a woman’s heart can change so quickly, I can’t even get used to it.

Evanson stood up unsteadily and found that Melinda was pinching her waist and looking at him with a weird look on her face. "Haha, that" Evanson laughed twice awkwardly and nervously prepared his words. He couldn't say anything about himself. I was kicked off the bed by mistake. "Actually, I'm observing whether the door on the top of this bag is installed properly. Don't be surprised, we warlocks are very sensitive to doors."

"Haha" Melinda rolled her eyes at Evanson and picked up the water glass next to her and took a sip of water. "What are the results of the observation?"

"Well" Evanson scratched his head, "I think that although the space of this airbus is large enough, it is still limited after all, and in case of emergency, such outward-opening doors may cause safety hazards, so I think it is better to replace it with Pushing and pulling is better.”

Melinda tilted her head slightly, looked past Evanson, and saw the outline of a head on the door just now, which seemed to be stained with fresh blood. You nodded in agreement, "It does seem very... It’s easy for people to get hurt, so I will propose this improvement suggestion to the director.”

"How is Colson doing now?" Evanson didn't want to continue this embarrassing topic, so he found something Melinda was very concerned about to talk about.

"I only know that he has woken up." Melinda found a seat and sat down. "My self-awareness has been fully restored, but..."

"But what?" Evanson asked.

"It's nothing." Melinda suddenly shook her head. "The director didn't tell me, but I always feel that there is something wrong with Coulson. Maybe I am too worried."

"People who die once are always a little different from ordinary people." Evanson knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. "And his experience is so amazing, he might even remember some things that don't belong to living people." Memory, this is not a good memory, Nick Fury is trying to fix it."

Melinda nodded, "I'm afraid no one will like the memory of hell. The director should have a way to help him adjust."

"Of course." Evanson nodded affirmatively, "You have to believe in SHIELD, and you have to believe in Nick Fury's ability."

"Then I'm relieved." Melinda stood up and walked towards her room. "No matter what happened this time, I want to express my gratitude to you."

"You're welcome." Evanson shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and walked towards his room.

But coincidentally, his room was next to Claire, but also opposite Melinda.Just when he was about to open the door to his room, Melinda, who had already entered his room first, suddenly opened the door and grabbed Evanson's wrist.

Evanson was taken to Melinda's room unprepared and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Thank you." Melinda closed the door to the room. "That's all."