The Witch of Baker Street

Agent Natasha Romanoff moved into the room that Barton lived in before, and because of her rush, Mycroft helped prepare many things.Watson once expressed his curiosity about this. After all, the British government is not so polite and considerate to everyone. Just look at the previous Agent Patton.

To this, Natasha's reply was very simple, she just helped Mycroft once before.As for what help, she was tight-lipped.But in the end Sherlock said it out, Natasha was a spy, and Mycroft, as the head of the British secret service, had a good relationship with the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., so he borrowed his people to do some secret things, naturally. There is nothing impossible.

Overall, Natasha got along well with Watson and Sherlock these few days.And given that she was still an unusual woman, even Sherlock didn't take advantage of her verbally, which made Watson admire her greatly.

He finally met someone who could rival Sherlock in terms of IQ and aura, and what was even more exciting was that the other party was actually a beautiful woman, almost like 'that woman' back then.

On the other hand, Mo Han, the past few days have not been very good, and the whole person seems a little muddleheaded.Ever since she heard the news from Natasha that she and Barton were lovers, she hadn't seen her smiling face, and her preoccupied look made people feel quite worried.

"Momo, are you okay?"

Watson looked at Mo Han, who was sitting at the dining table eating, also seemed absent-minded, pounding a spoon in the porridge, but she couldn't see her stuffing it into her mouth.It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but it had been almost a week, and he had to wonder if it was the aftereffect of bumping his head.

"Is your head still hurting?"

Watson stroked the back of Mo Han's head with one hand, and two protruding parts could be vaguely felt on the back, but they were no longer obvious.And he didn't see Mo Han screaming like a few days ago, which means it's almost done.

"It's okay, I don't hurt."

Mo Han, who realized the heat in the back of his head, smiled at Huasheng, lowered his head and began to drink her porridge.

"Then what's on your mind?"

Watson withdrew his hand, turned and sat opposite her, looking at her with concern.

"No."

Mo Han spoke concisely, and stuffed a spoonful of porridge into his stomach.

"Momo, you should tell us when you have something, instead of always keeping it from us." Watson stared at her face, observing the expression on her face.

"I know John," Mohan looked up, showing a smile that was not easy and pleasant in Watson's eyes, "I'm fine, very fine, I can't be better, I'm like a happy lark now."

As if she was afraid that John would not believe it, she stared and added a sentence emphatically.

"real."

John would believe her words to be a ghost, but he also knew that Mo Han was the kind of person who could only wait for her to confess that others could not interfere.So he sighed, stood up, turned around, poured a little more oil into the pot, and took an egg and cracked it lightly.

There was a stabbing sound from the oil pan, and his words were also heard.

"I don't force you to say what you want, but I just want you to remember..." Watson scooped up the half-boiled egg and put it on a plate.Then turning around, Mo Han cast a generous and benevolent look in his eyes, "We are family, there is nothing we cannot share."

There was some special light in Mo Han's eyes. She smiled happily and felt relieved, but she was more grateful.

"Yes, we are family."

There are always endless things to do in the cafe, especially now, when the end of the term is approaching, people always have countless papers to catch up. A quiet cafe is the best place besides the library.

A cup of coffee, a ray of sunshine, and a notebook, these three things make up the day of many college students.

But for Mo Han, this is not something to be thankful for.She didn't know how many cups of coffee she made today, and she didn't even stop for a while, and she didn't even eat her meal. She was really tired and hungry at the moment.

"My God, are you trying to keep me busy today?"

Mo Han complained softly while wiping the workbench.

"This means that the coffee here is delicious." Natasha was sitting next to the workbench, and when she heard Mo Han's words, she smiled and followed up, taking a sip of the blue mountain in her hand with a graceful manner.

"But I'm really starving." Mo Han almost wanted to spread it on the table, and refused to even raise his eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall.

"I've already bought lunch for you, and it's on station No. [-]. Go and eat."

Lucy's words floated into Mo Han's ears like the singing of a choir, and she almost cried with joy.

"Lucy, you are so kind. I'll eat then."

Mo Han almost didn't even have time to take off his work apron, so Mo Han rushed to Channel [-] directly.

"Wow, Kung Pao Chicken, Spicy Chicken and Boiled Choy Sum, Lucy still loves me."

Mo Han seemed very satisfied after eating the Chinese food he had been longing for, and immediately began to eat hard.

"So, do you like Chinese food very much?"

Natasha watched the girl eating her food in the cafe without any image, which attracted many people's onlookers. Sitting opposite her, she said that the duck pear was very big.

"Of course, I like to eat very much."

Mohan was chewing something, and his speech was a bit vague, but it didn't hinder Natasha's understanding.

"Oh, Clint also likes Chinese food."

Natasha's casual sentence made Mohan stop her crazily eating. She chewed the diced chicken in her mouth twice and swallowed it before looking up at Natasha.

"He, like to eat Chinese food?"

"That's right." Natasha brushed her hair, which was not messy at all, and winked at the group of boys in the corner who had been staring at her, causing a commotion over there. "He likes spicy food very much. For Chinese...is it called Sichuan food?"

Mo Han nodded, and Natasha raised her eyebrows and continued, "He really likes Sichuan cuisine, especially pickled fish."

"Pickled fish? I can make it."

"Oh, really?" Natasha hooked her lips, "Then I have to learn from you when I have time, don't you mind?"

"Uh...no, don't mind."

Mo Han was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to react.In order to hide her embarrassment, she lowered her head and began to pick the rice in the box.

"Last time you said...you joined S.H.I.E.L.D. for Agent Kling...Patton, right?"

Mo Han buried her head as if she was eating, but in fact she didn't move at all. She won't admit that she lost her appetite after hearing Natasha's words.

In the past few days, she has never forgotten the day when Natasha said that she and Barton were lovers. In all fairness, she liked Natasha very much. This woman has her unique charm. She is not only beautiful but also very capable. A pair of eyes swept over It can almost make you lose the function of breathing under her aura, this is simply the perfect woman in her mind.She is the perfect match for Barton.As it is said in Chinese, a match made in heaven, a golden and jade marriage.

But having said that, there was a small corner in Mo Han's heart reminding him faintly.

Come on, do you mean what you say?Don't you admit the loss in your heart when you heard the news on the first day of junior high school?

Yes, she is lost.

She didn't know why she was always worried about this matter. The words "they are lovers" kept hovering in her mind, and she couldn't even look at Natasha directly for more than two seconds, lest she would look at the glamorous picture on the opposite side. Another silent and resolute face was seen on his face.

So she seems to be very preoccupied these days, and even attracted Watson's concern.

She didn't know how to tell Watson, could it be that she wanted to be a third party?Did she say that after Barton left, she found that her heart was always empty, and she always thought of this person for no reason, and even subconsciously called out this person's name to Natasha?

Oh god, let her go.

"Yes. We met in Budapest. At that time, I was not a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. I was employed by other organizations. Speaking of which, I should be regarded as the enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D., although our enemies were the same at that time Yes." Natasha smiled, as if thinking of something, "But I believe that I must have been on SHIELD's most wanted list at the time, and I belong to the kind that can be killed immediately when I see it."

"That task was completed by Clint leading a small team. He was a spy in advance, and he broke into the headquarters alone. I was the first to spot him, and he recognized me. Then he Said 'Dare you take a gamble with me?' I looked at him and realized for the first time that I could trust someone I had just met. All I knew was Hawkeye, and I didn't even know his real name. I don’t know. I’ve always been a loner, but unexpectedly, I found that I can work with him very well, just like we are old friends, and he is even willing to give me his back, In the end, I was injured because of me. After this mission, I joined S.H.I.E.L.D., not for anything else, just for what he said, I am willing to bet with him, bet with my life."

Mo Han groaned, and then pulled out a dry smile, "It's very touching."

"Is it touching?" Natasha lowered her head and stirred the coffee in the quilt. "I think you are more likely to touch people, even if the other person is as hard as ice."

"What... what?"

Mo Han's doubtful voice was immediately drowned in a burst of cries.

"Holy shit, that's Tony Stark! He's out of the car!"

What?Tony Stark?

Mo Han felt that this was like a fairy tale, what was that flamboyant peacock coming here for?

The author has something to say: Actually, I like Miss Widow very much, the US team 2 is so handsome and tyrannical! ?However, due to some reasons, the widow sister can only appear here, and there should be a chance to appear in the future [clench fist

Wow Kaka, Sonny appeared and everyone applauded~~~~