[007]Miss M

"Is she too smart?"

"I'm not interested in single women. But..." Bond drew out, "You're an exception."

One is unique and one is exceptional, that's the difference.

Scarlett smiled self-deprecatingly, poured red wine into her goblet, swirled the glass, and sat down.

"Don't you want someone to drink with you?" Bond stood beside Scarlett's soft seat, leaned over, and leaned into her ear, whispering softly, "Drinking alone is very lonely."

"How lonely?"

For Scarlett, loneliness is already the norm in her life, drinking alone, eating alone, sleeping alone-of course, sometimes she and Bond will be together, but that doesn't happen every day.Both were MI[-] agents, and it wasn't often that they went on missions together like this.In the past, when Scarlett was a student, she basically stayed in London on weekdays, and Bond would go to her when he returned to London, but now, she has officially entered MI[-], no longer like a student Like the times, there is plenty of time left in London.

"It's so lonely that I want to..." Bond didn't finish his words, he directly expressed his meaning with actions.

Using his tongue to carefully outline Scarlett's lips, Bond looked at her obedient appearance with satisfaction. Sometimes, she was like a cat, and she was very obedient after stroking her fur twice. Of course, More often, this cat is not well-behaved at all and has a little temper. As long as it is not too much, he doesn't mind. After all, this is a woman's privilege, and it is also her privilege.

After a long time, Bond reluctantly parted from Scarlett's lips: "The taste is very good."

"Wine? Or my lip gloss?"

"All good, but your taste is better."

After speaking, Bond kissed again.The night is still long, and they have enough time to share the loneliness together.

After arriving in Montenegro, Bond and Vespa got into a car. Scarlett was alone, carrying a simple suitcase, and called a taxi: "Go to Huamei Hotel."

Supporting her chin with one hand, Scarlett casually admired the street view outside the window, when she suddenly felt her phone vibrate.

—Look at your pockets.

Reaching into her pocket suspiciously, she found a metal gadget, took it out and saw it was an earphone.

Just wondering why Bond put the earphones in his pocket, Scarlett received another text message from Bond:

——Do you like the gift?Remember to wear it.

Gift?What kind of gibberish gift is this earphone?

Putting the earphones into the ears, the voice of Bond and Vespa's conversation came from inside:

"It seems that we are deeply in love. I am Darlington Beach, a professional gambler, and you are Stephanie Porchester."

Vespa in the front sounded a little angry, she reached out to snatch what was in Bond's hands: "I'm not..."

"You have to trust me about this." Bond's tone sounded extremely serious, but Scarlett could still hear his hidden smile, "We have been in love for a long time, and this time we share a suite."

Porchester has the same pronunciation as big boobs, no wonder Vespa is angry, Bond is clearly teasing her, perhaps in retaliation for her aggressiveness in the car.

"My family is strictly Roman Catholic and we should have a two-bedroom suite to hide."

"I really hate that religion divides us."

Vespa's voice was smug. "Religion has a locked door. You don't have a problem with that, do you, Bond?"

"No. Don't worry, you're not my taste at all."

Apparently, Vesper was intrigued by Bond's words: "Because you're smart?"

"No, because you're single."

In the whole world, he is only interested in one single woman, and that is Scarlett.Pretending to look around, Bond caught a glimpse of the taxi following him, moved his right hand slightly, and sent a message on his mobile phone: "Are you satisfied? Remember to give me a gift in return."

"I thought it would be the best gift to arrange such a beautiful accountant, besides, she still has big breasts." Scarlett especially emphasized the word big breasts.

"It would be better if she wasn't single."

Not single?

Scarlett looked at the word on the phone, thinking.If she remembered correctly, the one Vespa wore around his neck was an Algerian acacia knot.There are two possibilities for her wearing this, one is that it was given to her by her boyfriend, and the other is that she still has an unforgettable affection for the person who gave her this lovesick knot.

After getting out of the car and holding the luggage, Scarlett deliberately waited outside the hotel for a while, and only when she heard that Vespa had already boarded the elevator did she drag the suitcase into the lobby.

Bond was taking the things given to him by MI[-] from the hands of the front desk at this time, and saw Scarlett walking towards the front desk to register: "Follow me."

Scarlett had exactly this intention. She left her luggage at the front desk and followed Bond all the way to the parking lot.

MI[-] gave Bond an Aston Martin, which Scarlett loved for its sleek lines.And most importantly, there are guns and first aid equipment in the car.It is not difficult to see from the smile on Bond's face that he is very satisfied with this car.

"Your." After taking the keys thrown by Bond casually, Scarlett quickly found the car prepared for her by MI[-], took the gun from the car, and walked to the hotel side by side with Bond.

"Is there no problem?" Bond seemed to be looking forward to what Scarlett would ask.

Turning her head, Scarlett's lips brushed Bond's cheek: "I think it's better to go back to the room and ask."

Putting away the hands on Scarlett's waist, Bond went upstairs with her holding the room card.

"Don't ask me why I gave you headphones?"

Scarlett put down her luggage with a smile, but did not answer Bond's question. She put the earphones on the table, and the guns of the two had already been deposited at the front desk, which was safer than carrying them with her.

Scarlett has the habit of taking a shower after a long-distance flight, and Bond naturally knows it. He watched the woman throw away the coat she took off at the venue without any scruples, and walked into the bathroom behind the transparent glass door.

Smiling, Bond made two phone calls. When he looked back, the hazy heat had already covered the glass door, but he could vaguely see how attractive the curve of the woman's body was under the shower.

Taking off his suit and tie, Bondla opened the glass door of the bathroom and walked in.

He hugged Scarlett from behind, not caring that the warm water in the shower drenched his whole body, "You're tempting me." With affirmative tone, he turned her around and touched her forehead .

He was so close to her, he could clearly see the fine hairs on her face, he couldn't help stroking with his fingertips, the touch was as smooth as silk, after removing her delicate makeup, her eyelashes were still thick and tall Under the straight nose bridge, the lips have an attractive cherry red.

"Then have you been tempted?" Scarlett smiled lightly, provocative and seductive.

Bond was noncommittal, he reached out to turn off the shower, leaned down slightly, and kissed gently.

Such a scene made him unable to help but think of the first time they were in such a steamy bathroom, her long red hair was wetly draped over her shoulders, she was obviously very tender at that time, But don't have a style.

Bond likes beautiful women and never lacks beautiful women for company, but Scarlett is different from them.

Bond was right, Scarlett was indeed tempting him, if it wasn't for temptation, why would she not take off her bra in the shower?Scarlett put her hand on Bond's cock, and through the fabric, she clearly felt the man's desire.

Her fingers slid across Bond's body, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers walked along the hollow of his abdominal muscles, from bottom to top, slowly moving across his chest, to his shoulders , gently push back the collar of the shirt with the fingertips, slide the hand in, and move down along the shoulder blade.

Bond was pushed against the wall by Scarlett, behind him was the cold tiles, but in front of him was a scene of blood boiling.He stuck out his tongue and explored wantonly in her mouth, holding her thighs with both hands. Scarlett couldn't stand still, so she could only firmly clamp Bond's waist with her legs.After kissing for a while, Bond's hand held her thigh and kneaded it carefully. If this woman wants to take her time, then he will do what she wants.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I forgot to put it in the manuscript box QAQ