The super power special team has come to a crap

Drifting around the edge, finally jumped to a strange band by accident:

Where is Nat now?Miss him a little.

As soon as this idea came out, he was startled by himself first, and just about to laugh at himself, he heard a small voice.

The location of his house is quite deserted, and the sound insulation effect of the house is very good. The sound that can be heard by his ears must come from inside the house.

Alva cursed secretly, pulled himself together, and supported him with difficulty on his elbows, and there was another sound, which Alva heard clearly at this time—it was the sound of the door of his house closing,

His already collapsed nerves are about to be torn apart. Only Raul and Joe have the keys to his house, and neither of these two people has an uninvited hobby. Knowing his residence, they can open his house. Who is the person at the door?

Alva shook his head, he had no time to think now, so he had to obey his body instinct, quickly took out the frame glasses from the drawer, and took out his gun from the next drawer, loaded it.

When he picked up the gun and wanted to touch it out quietly, a voice that was too familiar recently sounded:

"Alva, are you there?"

Alva: "..."

He leaned back on the bed, casually tossed the nearly misfired gun aside, and didn't even bother with the fact that it was still loaded.

Probably heard the sound of the gun hitting the floor, and the footsteps of the people approaching from far to near, and they stopped outside, probably because they were sitting and mentally preparing. After four or five seconds, the knock on the door was only late. Late.

Alva was weak: "Come in, what are you doing?"

The door was pushed open, and Nat's overly handsome face came in. Alva admitted that he lost his anger when he saw this face-of course he didn't want to think about whether it was a beautiful woman The credit is still some special emotional blessing.

"How did you get in?" Alva said angrily.

"I, I rang the doorbell, but no one answered..." Nat scratched at the door a little awkwardly: "Well, opening a door is pretty simple for us, right?"

Ever rang the doorbell?Didn't hear it at all.Alva thought blankly, and continued to ask: "Oh, then why did you ring my doorbell?"

"I called you several times and you didn't answer. I asked the boss, and he said that you basically never leave your phone." Nat's tone became a lot smoother when explaining the facts, but he immediately stumbled, "I, um, a little, worried, worried... so I came here..."

Alva: "..." His house seems to be an hour's drive away from here, right?

"I'm relieved to see that you're okay. Did you fall asleep and didn't hear the call just now?" Nat relaxed a little, sat on the side of the bed, and touched Alva's forehead.

Nat: "..."

Nat: "Why, why is it so hot?"

Alva: "...ah ha ha ha."

I don't want to talk about the fact that I slept in the bathtub until the water cooled down and almost drowned in the winter!

Nat stood up suddenly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'm not going..." Alva objected, but obviously his objection was invalid.

"No, we must go." Nat said very seriously, and then ignored Alva's wretched behavior of getting under the quilt, he lifted the quilt and picked him up.

So light... Nat couldn't help thinking, but it was so comfortable to hold.

"You rebelled! I just came out of the fucking hospital, so I don't want to go back!!" Alva protested loudly, but as a weak patient, his most powerful protest was nothing more than symbolically punching Na Special shoulder, the latter was completely unmoved.

"But... I'm the boss..." Nat said aggrievedly.

"I care about you! I'm old!"

Nat didn't answer him, just smiled shyly, and strode out.

"You are really enough!! It's all right, I'll go! Help me bring my phone!!" There are various games in his phone that can pass the long time of visiting the doctor!

Nat obediently took the mobile phone from the bathroom and stuffed it into Alva's arms.

Alva: "..."

30 missed calls on the screen looking at him...

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Alva, who was discharged from the hospital in the morning due to recovery from pneumonia, was admitted to the hospital again at 11:[-] p.m. The reason: recurrence of pneumonia.

Seventeen

After Alva was hospitalized this time, the other two members of the Special Forces came to visit him separately.

Feng wore a well-ironed suit without a trace of creases, and asked seriously: "What is the reason for your illness this time?"

"Ahahaha, I don't know, I suddenly feel uncomfortable." Alva Gu Zuo said to him, he would kill him without telling the truth.

"You... Forget it, take care of your body," Feng had no choice but to persuade in general.

"Yes, yes, thank you." Alva replied perfunctorily.

Feng hesitated for a moment, but still asked hesitantly: "Are you really qualified for the job in the team?"

Alva blurted out: "I can't."

Feng: "..."

Alva smiled and showed his two shallow dimples: "Go and report to Joe, saying that I want to resign and retire."

Feng fled in despair.

Nat looked at Alva's smile, thoughtful: his dimples only show up when he fakes a smile...

A few hours after Feng left, Helen swaggered in with a basket of flowers.

"Captain, why are you here?!" Seeing Nat sitting beside Alva's bed watching him play games, Helen shouted in shock.

In an instant, she filled her brain with many romantic and bloody love stories.

She threw the flower basket to Alva's bedside, took Natra to the corner with one hand, and asked mysteriously, "You two, are you done?"

Nat blushed.

Ouch, Helen smiled like a cat stealing fish, and continued to inquire: "How was the process? Did you send roses, rings, did you kneel down in public?"

Nat: "..."

"Oh, don't be shy!" Helen poked him with her elbow, "Is that the way you impress that white-haired man with such an innocent look?"

Nat silently fingered his fingers, not wanting to answer.

"Captain, you are so boring! Alright, alright, then I will ask the last question," Helen lowered her voice to the lowest level, "Alva was hospitalized because you were too intense?"

Nat: "???"

Helen looked straight into his eyes, and it took a second, two seconds before Nat realized what she meant, blushing up to the ears, shaking his head desperately in denial.

"Helen, don't bully him." Alva looked away from the game and warned.

As if Nat had a backbone, he slipped away from Helen's control and returned to Alva's bedside. The latter reached out and touched his head, which made him even more rippling.

Helen: "..."

Is it her illusion, why does she feel that her wise and mighty captain seems to have grown a tail that is swaying fast.

She was suddenly not in the mood to gossip, chatted with Alva like a rooster who had lost a battle, and left.

------

After finishing a round of games, Alva raised his head: "Have they not come out of the shadows yet?"

"What?" Nat was confused.

"That member of your team betrayed them, both of them are a bit out of shape." Alva said casually, and when he turned his eyes to the side, he found Nat's adoring look of "how do you know?" look at him.

"...Uh." Alva thought for a while, but still said it: "In this sense, I am also your predecessor."

Nat blinked, and suddenly remembered the somewhat crazy boss in Liberty Nest, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"What, are you jealous?" Alva teased.

Nat shook his head, reached out and took Alva's exposed hand, and pressed it to his face.

Alva: "..."

He was a little uncomfortable: "Why?"

"I was wondering why I wasn't by your side at the time." Nat's overgrown eyelashes brushed the back of Alva's hand, and he said softly, "Are you sad?"

Even a thick-skinned Alva couldn't stand being treated like a fragile precious treasure, and his face burned instantly.

His overly pale face instantly betrayed his master's thoughts. Nat stared blankly at Alva's eyes, and his cheeks blushed unconsciously.

A wonderful aura lingers around them, like flowers in spring and the moon at night.

Alva couldn't stand it first, and pulled his hand back.

"Ah..." Nat was very disappointed.

In the next second, Alva put his hands on his shoulders, hooked his neck, leaned over with this strength, and put his lips on his lips.

They kissed each other, exchanging saliva and something close to attachment.

------

Joe didn't come to see Alva, as he said it would be a waste of time and affection to visit him.

Alva put down his phone and rubbed his ears that hurt a little from Joe's yelling, just as Nat walked in from the outside.

"coming?"

"Well, I brought today's newspaper, do you want to read it?"

Alva nodded, Nat obediently handed out the newspaper in his hand, and sat upright on the chair beside the bed.

Alva shook out the newspaper, quickly glanced over it, and then his eyes were fixed on a bold headline in bold typeface.

"There was a terrorist attack by superpowers in Keval Road, but fortunately no one was injured or injured." Alva read out: "There is also a photo attached, isn't that your car?"

Nat moved his head closer. The focus of the photo was the bottomless pit on the ground. His car was probably taken as the victim's car, and Alva could be vaguely seen playing with his mobile phone inside. .

"Joe must have stuffed money into the newspaper." After reading the article, Alva commented: "No