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

"Happy birthday." Natasha came as scheduled with a birthday cake.A dark green skirt with a deep V outlines beautiful and charming curves, with flaming red lips, like a banshee in the forest.

The dining table has been set up, and the red roses in full bloom are fragrant, the milky white bone china tableware is shiny and shiny, and the red wine in the decanter is a deep garnet red, and those who know wine can tell at a glance that it is a good wine peak moment.The plate cover in the center of the dining table is illuminated with a layer of dim light, which complements the beautiful melody in the living room.

"I made some simple preparations, only the main course for tonight is missing." Ian's eyes were gentle, and there was a trace of enthusiasm that couldn't be concealed, a pun intended.

The steak has already been marinated, and the only thing left is the final frying.Picking up the red wine on the table, Natasha felt a little heartbroken. "Romanee-Conti from [-], isn't it too wasteful to fry steak?"

"..."

After a meal, it can be said that the host and guest are having a good time, and the two completely put aside the distance between the superior and the subordinate, just like a pair of young men and women who share the same interests and have a good time talking.

Ian looked at the time, "No hurry..." The most important person hasn't arrived yet, how can the main drama start.

With a slender hand resting on the other warm and strong hand, the two danced in the middle of the living room to the beautiful melody.At this moment, Natasha forgot the purpose of tonight, with a happy expression, stretched out her slender arms, and slowly rotated under the guidance of Ian's elegant gentleman. A gorgeous flower bloomed out of the naughty skirt, and the room was romantic and charming.

The atmosphere was just right, Ian didn't intend to let go at all, and slowly lowered his head to kiss the red lips. Natasha pushed him away without a trace, and turned to the dining table: "Would you like a drink?"

"Cheers."

Before taking back the smile on his face, Ian staggered two steps, shook his head that was suddenly dizzy, and barely stood still, "I..." I'm really curious what the medicine is?S.H.I.E.L.D. never imagined that he had a sensitive tongue.

"you're drunk."

"Ian, do you like me?"

"why do you like me?"

"Next, I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you have to answer them truthfully."

"You brought the US team Natasha coaxed last time.

Natasha smiled wryly, this time is definitely the most failed latent mission ever.

"There is no one else, I only like you." Ian said stubbornly, "I have a surprise for you." His eyes sparkled.

"Don't forget what you promised me earlier." The aura changed instantly, and Natasha took out the things she had prepared in advance from her handbag with a cold face.

The icy needle pierced the light blue blood vessel with the cold light of the mechanism, and red liquid flowed out, making the skin whiter.Ian collapsed on the sofa, feeling nothing on his face. He had already begun to light the wax for S.H.I.E.L.D. in his heart. He never expected that the other party would cooperate with his performance so much, and he would have to pay some participation fees.

There was a sound of password input at the door.Natasha panicked, she only had time to pull out the needle, and didn't care about cleaning up the crime scene.

The dusty Steve opened the door full of joy, wanting to surprise Ian, but saw the scene that shocked him, and his anger ignited like a prairie spark.The luggage and cake in his hand were thrown on the ground. Steve rushed up in a few steps, locked Natasha's hand, and glanced around quickly, with a dangerous expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" The shadow was gray and gloomy.At this time, I still don't understand what surprise Ian is talking about. This is really a big surprise.

"I don't want to fight women, but..."

Her hands were tightly bound by the suit that was temporarily used as a rope, and Natasha flattered her: "Captain, don't do this, the suit is quite expensive, when he wakes up—"

"Say, what did you do to him? Why are you here?"

"What qualifications do you have to be so intimate." Steve threw down a knife, which was extremely sharp.

"You won't remember what happened tonight after you sleep?" Steve sneered, did he have to say thank you.

"You'd better hope he's okay. Agent Romanov, I don't care what your purpose is, whether you're being forced or not, you've touched my bottom line, now, immediately, tell me everything."

"Fury, you explain to the captain yourself." If I knew it from the beginning, I would pack my luggage and go to the sandbox.

Not knowing what Fury said, Natasha saw that Steve was extremely tough and violent like a lion whose territory had been violated.

"In your eyes, do people all over the world represent potential threats?"

"Worried about me? Am I a baby with a pacifier in its mouth? Fucking approaching me on purpose, fucking conspiracy." Steve laughed angrily, and began to spit out fragrance, "It was me, I was the one who investigated him first, It was me who clung to him, it was all my selfishness, and it was me who met Saipan by chance, are you satisfied now?"

"Stop fucking conspiracy theories, I don't want a second time." Steve hung up the phone, wanting to poke a hole in the phone.

"Yeah, I understand, I will disappear naturally, and I promise not to appear in front of him again." Natasha nodded frantically, her eyes closed.

"I'll disappear right away." Natasha grabbed her handbag and walked towards

Run to the gate.

"Hehe... Captain, what other orders do you have?" Natasha turned around stiffly, showing a flattering and stiff smile.

"..." Natasha looked down at her toes, like a student who was reprimanded by the dean for making mistakes.

"He said that she was a very, very good girl, beautiful and capable, kind and considerate."

"Natasha, I don't want Ian to be too sad."

Woohoo, the captain who calms down is more terrifying than when he was furious.

Fury made a phone call to the monitoring agent, yelling and asking why he didn't find out that the captain had returned in advance.

What a ghost! The common voice of the agents.