[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

"Miss Romanov, you have booked a luxurious sea view couple suite, which is arranged on the 19th floor at your request. Please show this gentleman your ID too." The front desk of the hotel had a gentle smile and a gentle voice.

Hearing the word "couple", Steve frowned immediately, and was about to ask, but Natasha stepped forward to stop him.Soft, boneless arms wrapped around Steve's strong and muscular arms, and the sexy contralto carried the usual coquettishness of a woman in love.

"Honey, I'm sorry, the time is short, the presidential suite has already been booked, but I really like this hotel, let's stay here."

Steve frowned, looking reluctant.

The front desk lady made a timely rescue: "Our hotel's couple suites have always been well received by people, and I believe you two will not be disappointed."

It's been a long time since I saw such a beautiful combination of men and women. July is just approaching the end of the peak tourist season on the island, and I didn't expect that the hotel would welcome handsome men and beautiful women one after another.Thinking of the handsome and gentle Asian guy who lived in the presidential suite on the top floor, the front desk lady's face became hot and she tried to stabilize her mind.

"Stay, stay, dear~~~" The voice seemed to be laced with honey and coated with thick icing sugar, and the ending sound was charming.

Then her body fell limply on top of the man, and she said weakly, "I should have caught a cold on the plane, I seem to have a fever."

The front desk lady lowered her head indistinctly to hide the look of being shocked.God, where did this superb woman come from? As a woman, she almost couldn't close her legs, and the men around her were indifferent!

Steve secretly lucked out, resisting the urge to strip off this woman who wanted to stick to him, and didn't tell him about it before he came.He took out his passport and handed it to the front desk with no expression on his face, exuding an aura that strangers should not get close to.

Under the pressure, the front desk lady checked in very quickly, "Room 1908, here are the passports and room cards of the two of you, please keep them."

"Thank you." Steve said thank you firmly.

"How is Miss Romanov feeling, do you need to arrange a doctor for you?" the front desk lady asked considerately.

This man is handsome, but he doesn't look considerate enough. Even though his girlfriend is sick, he still looks unhappy as if he is owed 800 million.It's a pity that such a beautiful lady, the front desk lady's affection for the man fell to the bottom in an instant.

"Thank you, no need, I should be fine after I get some sleep, my fiance will take care of me." Natasha winked mischievously at the front desk lady.

The lady at the front desk returned a look that I understood.I just couldn't help complaining in my heart, although this lady is pretending, but this fiancé is too unreliable, it's fine if he doesn't feel the sour smell of a man in love at all, for the suspected sick The fiancee still loves to answer.Such a beautiful woman can't even look down on him, and he doesn't know what kind of person can catch his eyes.Hey, I hope this lady doesn't choose the wrong person.

Entering the elevator, Steve, who immediately stretched out his hand to pick him off, was firmly held down by a pair of slender and soft hands.

Natasha rested her head on Steve's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Go back to the room first, there is monitoring."

Steve had no choice but to continue to stiffen his body, tilting his head to the side inadvertently, trying to get rid of the overly strong perfume smell filling his nose.

The moment the door closed, Natasha took the initiative to distance herself.Feeling relieved that he was finally relieved, Steve dropped the luggage in his hands, rushed to the window and opened it immediately, and Steve didn't feel better until the salty sea breeze rushed into his nostrils.

"Captain, you hurt my heart so much, am I a scourge?" Natasha clutched her heart and took two steps back as if she couldn't bear it, her heart was broken.

"Ahem, what task requires pretending to be a couple?" Steve turned his head away uncomfortably, pretending to admire the sea view, but his tone was still a little dissatisfied. "At least tell me in advance so I can be prepared."

"Ready?" Natasha seemed to have heard some joke, "Captain America's ability to hide and disguise is world-class."

"That was during the war, it's not the same as it is now."

"You've never had such close contact with a woman before, have you?" Looking at Steve, who was embarrassed and secretly digging at the wall, Natasha realized it later.

"I haven't met a woman I like." Steve was confident and didn't think there was any problem.

"Oh, I didn't expect Captain America to be so innocent. If young female fans know this news, they will definitely spend a lot of money to buy Captain America's first night." Natasha didn't know what the scene was, and she laughed wildly trembling.

"Natasha, sex is based on mutual liking, I don't think—" Steve frowned habitually, putting on a preaching face.

"Please, Captain, don't be so old-fashioned. If you see the right way, you can get what you need. No one is responsible for what you are happy about and what I am happy about." Natasha waved her hand, obviously not wanting to listen to Captain America's nagging .

"It's too..." Steve disagreed with himself, but he couldn't comment on other people's behavior, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

"Too casual?"

"No, that's not what it meant."

"Captain, it's not so easy to find a partner, especially people like us." Natasha sighed, "Proper release is good for physical and mental health, holding it for too long..."

Natasha casts a suggestive glance at one of Steve's locations.Steve felt a chill down his spine, and shrank his body half against the window awkwardly, as if he wanted to find something to cover.

"It's not good for the kidneys."

"Ahem..." Steve's ears turned red, "In short, I prefer to have feelings before proceeding to the next step."

The sharp-eyed Natasha noticed it immediately, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Wait! If you don't have a woman you like, you won't keep your first kiss, will you?"

As if looking at a prehistoric animal, Natasha looked it up and down from head to toe, not going to let go of any expression.

"I've been in the ice for 70 years." It's not that I want to stay, it's that I have no chance.

Steve finally started to feel weak, subconsciously pawing at the wall.Don't dare to admit it directly, trying to bypass the problem in a roundabout way.

"Okay, okay, you are always right." Natasha admired.

"However, Captain. Just look at how many beauties are out there, fat, thin, tall, short, gentle and shy, small and exquisite Asian girls, hot, enthusiastic and unrestrained European and American girls, you can choose whichever style you like. Such a good opportunity, how long will it be if you don't give your first kiss. Otherwise, when you meet someone you like one day, and you are rejected by the other party because you don't know how to kiss, then you really have no place to cry." Natasha at this time Like an old mother who has broken her heart for her son who has been single for more than 90 years.

"Kissing is a natural thing for men." Steve was full of confidence, and his confidence regained its high point.

Overconfident ah!

"Then you have to practice, right? Practice makes perfect?" Natasha tried to make someone recognize the facts and not be too blindly confident.This is really not something you can do if you think you can do it. You have to let people who have experienced it say that you can do it.

"No need to practice." Steve raised his head slightly, as if it was a trivial matter, and it didn't hinder my domineering at all.

I really want to fork out this guy who seems to be possessed by Iron Man, and return me to the normal Captain America.Natasha covered her face weakly, watching helplessly as the moral benchmark and the flawless image of an American idol collapsed in her heart and shattered into slag.

Let her light the wax for the future half of Captain America.I hope the captain will not leave a psychological shadow on others. After all, it is not easy for the elderly to achieve success once.

Future captain's wife, if you find that the captain's skills need to be improved, please be sure to leave him a little room for growth.Think more about his advantages, such as big breasts, buttocks, handsome face, and resistance to fighting and beating. You can do whatever you want, but don't give up on him.starting....

With a blank face, Natasha opened the suitcase like a ghost, and found a pure black dress.

"You..., what are you doing?" Seeing Natasha's unbuttoning action, Steve turned his back suddenly.

"Change your clothes." Natasha said with a natural look.

"Wait a minute, I'll go out first." Every cell in Steve's body seemed to have no place to rest. If the door wasn't on Natasha's side, he would have rushed out.

Natasha rolled her eyes, "I just changed my coat and got ready to go out to do some missions. Otherwise, do you think I really want to share a room and a bed with you?"

"What do I need to do?" Steve choked, but still asked professionally.

"Your task is to play my fiancé."

"Also..., is there any more?" What kind of task is this.

"Don't forget my fiancée who has to stay in the hotel to recuperate because of acclimatization. If you spend enough time outside, remember to pack a meal and come back."

"It's that simple?"

"Is it simple? Hehe!" I don't know who the reluctant person at the front desk of the hotel was just now, it's just a hammer.

"..."

"Two or three days if the task is fast, three or five days if it is slow." The tights outline Natasha's charming curves.While assembling the gun, he continued:

"This was the battlefield of World War II. There are many places you should be interested in. You can go shopping when you have nothing to do."

"Is there really nothing I need to do?"

"Just don't let people find out that I'm not in the hotel, understand?"

Steve nodded.

"Ian lives in the presidential suite upstairs, above this room." Natasha pointed to the top of her head and glanced out of the window again.

"Just in time for the sunset, pack up and change your clothes and go downstairs for a stroll, maybe you can have a beautiful encounter."

Seeing Steve with his head slightly lowered, and his motionless appearance, Natasha hated iron for being a steel track:

"Don't disappoint my special arrangements. Do you think you can live in a luxury sea view room in a five-star hotel every time you are on a business trip? This is what Fury and I have talked about. Here, this is the funding for you to act as your fiancé."

Natasha threw Steve a fairly thick cowhide envelope.

"Thank you! Actually, I still have some money." Steve was a little embarrassed.

"Going on business, do you understand? You are the only one who has this benefit, and you usually shave your head to death."

Steve rubbed his nose uneasily.

"Okay, don't forget your purpose of coming here." Natasha said one last sentence, put on her hat and left.

Steve took a quick shower, changed into comfortable clothes, put on his hat as usual, and went out.

The bright red sun fell on the horizon in the distance, and it never set. The sun burned the sky red, and the blue sea water changed color.As far as the eye can see, it is all gorgeous and warm red.

The melody with a unique rhythm drilled into his ears with the sea breeze. Steve stepped on the soft and fine white sand and was attracted by the rows of giant red umbrellas not far away.

The thick and wide canopy hangs down horizontally, the bright green pinnate compound leaves are full of fiery red, and the petals are big and red, crowded and stacked, like the feathers of a fire phoenix.The flowering period is coming to an end, but the phoenix flower is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, trying to burn out the last bit of life and burst into full bloom with the most enthusiastic and unrestrained colors.

Under the red flowers and green trees, there is a dazzling figure wearing a wreath on his head, wearing grass clothes, and red feet, dancing wantonly among a group of indigenous people wearing flowers and grass.

The gorgeous and willful smile crashed into Steve's heart like a swift hurricane, stirring up turbulent waves.

The branches and the ground were fiery red, and only this color remained in Steve's eyes, as well as the person in it.