The super power special team has come to a crap

Although people with superpowers will definitely be targeted and criticized, half of this article is still talking about how capable you are. "

"We." Nat corrected.

"Okay, okay," Alva didn't mention what he didn't do, just smiled and said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, just ask Joe to enlarge your close-up photo and paste it on the newspaper. Most of the women and a small number of men have defected to us."

Nat pursed his lips, not knowing whether to be angry or happy, so he could only say: "Our faces are not allowed to appear on the news, in order to prevent being used..."

"I know, don't be so serious," Alva closed the newspaper and said enthusiastically, "Otherwise, I would have put your face on the Internet, and then made up a story that you suffered all kinds of misfortunes due to superpowers, but in the end you still wanted to Dedicating your story to the world will definitely earn you a lot of support. Let’s see what reason Joe can say that I don’t work for my salary!”

"I'm not unlucky." Nat looked at Alva with shy and affectionate eyes: "I'm very happy."

Alva: "..."

Why does he feel that he can't stand him anymore...

Just when he was about to make a few jokes to defend his dignity, Nat's cell phone rang, and the latter was surprised, because he didn't have many people close enough to call.

He glanced at the caller ID, lowered his eyes and said to Alva, "I'm going to answer a call."

Then he stood up, rushed to the stairwell quickly, swallowed nervously holding the phone, and picked it up a second before the other party put it down.

"Mother."

He was very embarrassed.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Well, that's my car, I was just passing by... well, I'm fine."

"Thank you, I miss you too."

"Christmas? I have no plans."

Then his voice suddenly trembled: "No, no, I won't go...you can live with your father and Jack..."

There was probably a long conversation on the other side, Nat listened silently, and said softly: "I don't blame you, Mom."

"Well, Merry Christmas to you all in advance."

He hung up the phone with a sigh of relief, and returned to the room. Alva was looking at him with raised eyebrows: "Whose one?"

"My mother..." Nat replied honestly.

"Your mother?" Alva was a little surprised: "I thought she was a leader who was bigger than Joe. See how nervous you are?"

Nat couldn't argue, his palms were sweaty now.

"So why did your mother tell you to scare you like this?" Alva asked curiously.

"She asked me to come home for Christmas...I don't want to go..." Nat answered every question.

"Why don't you go? I have to spend Christmas alone. If someone invites me, I'll be so happy." Alva didn't understand.

"Unfamiliar..." Nat pursed his lips and faltered: "I'll stay with you..."

Alva blinked. He didn't have parents, so he didn't know what his family should be, so he asked tentatively, "You hate them?"

"No!" Nat immediately denied.

"Oh, then you like them." Alva nodded, and pulled Nat's phone over.

"What are you doing...?" Nat didn't stop.

Alva buried his head in typing, his slender fingers only moved fast when he tapped the screen.

By the time Nat probed past, Alva had already lost a long list.

"Mom, I love you all the most, so I will definitely go home for Christmas, wait for me ╭(╯ε╰)╮"

Nat: "!!!"

He snatched the phone back, and Alva didn't resist, just looked at him with a smile: "I haven't finished typing yet."

"You, you, me, I..." Nat was speechless, and finally shook his head like a wayward child: "I won't go!"

"What are you afraid of?" Alva suddenly stopped laughing and asked.

"I don't know..." Nat lay on the side of the bed, buried his head in the quilt: "I... don't know what to say to them... what to do..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." Alva gently stroked his hair, gently took his mobile phone away, spread it on the bed and knocked it down in front of Nat: "I still want to bring a friend Come back and welcome us~(≧▽≦)/~”

"How is it?" Alva asked.

Nat said nothing.

"I'm going to send it?" Alva moved his finger to the send button.

Nat nodded slightly, and after a long time, he said softly, "Thank you."

"Should be."

Eighteen

Alva was discharged from the hospital in the evening this time, and Nat naturally drove to pick him up.

When he got home, he leaned against the door and clapped his hands at Nat: "Come in, I'll treat you to dinner."

"it is good!"

Nat stopped the car quickly and straightened his clothes when he got out of the car. Like a large dog that looked like a dog, he happily wagged his tail and rushed into the gate of Alva's house.

then.

He should have thought of it earlier.

In front of him were five or six takeaway orders from different fast food restaurants.

Alva threw the luggage in the room casually, turned back and said with a little complacency: "If you want to eat whatever you want, I'll pay for it."

Nat: "..." To be honest, with such a menu, he doesn't have anything special to eat...

"The hamburgers in this store are very good, the sauce is very fresh, and the tacos here are delicious. I like the sandwiches here very much, and the ingredients are well matched." A circle of names were reported, but Nat could not resonate at all.

Nat didn't know how to respond, so he had to protest with action - he walked into the kitchen and opened the door of the refrigerator.

He should have thought of it earlier.

The refrigerator was empty, with nothing but a carton of expired milk.

Alva walked over like a hooligan with his pockets in his pocket, and asked with a wicked smile, "What is Captain Nat going to do?"

Nat pondered for three seconds in front of the refrigerator, then raised his head with a sincere and sincere tone: "Let's go out to eat, I'll treat you."

Alva: "..."

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Alva propped his face with one hand, staring at Nat who was seriously looking at the menu.

"What do you want to eat, how about this sirloin steak?" Nat asked hesitantly for a long time, he didn't seem to be very familiar with this kind of restaurant.

"The teeth are hard to chew," Alva yawned, and ordered casually without even looking at the menu: "I want the beef tenderloin medium rare."

"Oh...then I want this too..." Nat turned the menu to the dessert page: "You don't drink coffee, how about black tea?"

"Just give me a glass of juice," Alva told me the rest, "I want fruit for the salad, more salad dressing, and cooked eggs on both sides, by the way, the wine here tastes good, do you want to try it? "

Nat was stunned for a moment, then slowly closed the menu, and asked shyly, "Do you come here often?"

"I haven't been here a few times. I have a good memory. I can remember everything after eating it once," Alva said with a smile, and at the same time turned his head and reported the name of the dish to the waiting waiter. It seemed that he was the active inviter of this big meal.

In fact, he has been to this store many times. After all, this kind of place is not far from his home, tastes good, and the atmosphere is very suitable for dating. How could he and Rees miss it.

But there is nothing to mention about this kind of thing, so he just mentioned it casually, focusing more on molesting Nat.

"Captain Nat, pay me to eat at such a high-end restaurant today, is the credit card enough?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled ripplingly.

This hit Nat's heart, he was shocked by the price when he just opened the menu, but out of some illusory self-esteem, he didn't say anything, just stared at the man who was sitting opposite him waiting for nothing. Alva smiled obediently.

Soon Alva couldn't bear this kind of affectionate gaze, covered his eyes with his hands, got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

When he came back, the dishes had already been served.With soft and ambiguous lights and lyrical and melodious music, Alva picked up the juice and touched Nat's wine glass lightly.

"Cheers, honey."

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Probably Alva's recommendation was really good. At the end, Nat was a little drunk, but he was still far away from getting drunk, and he just felt a little confused.

Alva smiled and went to help him, but he was grabbed by the hand with a little force, and Alva didn't think it was disobedient. As a result, Nat made an inch and put his hand on his face.

"I like you." Nat gently rubbed against his hand, Alva felt his knuckles brushed by his short hair, and couldn't tell which one was more appealing to him, this or Nat's soft and deep voice My heart itch.

Alva touched his face in this posture: "Okay, I get it, let's go."

"You don't know!" Nat suddenly raised his voice, then softened it instantly, rubbed his fingers, and said sweetly: "You must not know how much I like you..."

"Of course I know, you love me to death." Alva put his other hand under Nat's ribs, trying to lift him up, but he couldn't lift a tall adult man with his weak hands and feet.

"Yes...I love you to death..." Nat repeated in a low voice, and raised his face after a moment: "Then you, do you know why I love you to death...?"

Alva took it for granted: "I'm so handsome and talented, no matter who loves me to death, it's nothing more than normal."

Nat nodded, and pulled Alva staggeringly with his hand, and he just stretched out his hand to grab Alva's slender body.