The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The "plan" went smoothly, whether it was for Stark or Ma Linglong, they each achieved their respective goals an hour ago.Of course, a playboy and a virgin can't get physical satisfaction, especially the implementation of the whole program process seems to be cautious, as if he is the first time.But Stark doesn't care, because he gets a great deal of mental relief, and he has the funny idea that his girl will never leave him.

"If you want to sleep, you don't have to force yourself." Ma Linglong snuggled into Stark's arms. They embraced each other naked and frankly. There was nothing better than this moment.

Maybe there is, it is the moment when the ceremony is completed and the two of them are moving towards the climax.

Although Ma Linglong was nervous at first and almost forgot to put the potion on her lips, but Stark's proficient teasing skills won her over.Ma Linglong gradually relaxed herself, her emotions were fully devoted to the tongue kiss between the two, while recalling the spell, she also began to slowly adapt and cater to Stark's deep affection, her lust was aroused and released in her throat Let out another low moan and gasp.

"It shouldn't be me." Stark blinked his eyes for a while, looked sideways at Ma Linglong, and said in a doting tone, "It should be you, my sweetheart, this is your first Once, and we lasted almost an hour, but I swear I could go longer. I mean..." He was feeling very tired, and he felt like he didn't seem to be exerting much energy, "Don't you want to sleep for a while, you Are you not tired, you screamed so beautifully just now, I thought you would never be able to make such a delicate voice."

Not only did Stark suspect that it was caused by palladium poisoning, his body was not as good as before, but Ma Linglong seemed to be able to come back two or three times.In fact, if it weren't for Stark's sore body, he would really like to have sex with his girl a few more times.

Stark can't forget the excitement when his palm touched Ma Linglong's smooth inner thigh, and the ensuing, irresistible urge to enter the opponent's body was like a flood Unstoppable, he was impatient to explore the wonderful holy land that he had fantasized about countless times during his hand Yin.

"Who knows, you are the one who wants to sleep now." Ma Linglong put his hand on his reactor, the small blue light had no temperature, "It should be like this, after a man ejaculates, he always needs to sleep for a while .”

"No, I'm not." He folded his shoulders, lowered his head and kissed the top of Ma Linglong's head, "Okay, tell me, how does it feel, did your first time disappoint you?" Stark He never fell asleep with a female partner in his arms, and he would never sleep next to any girl. Usually, after finishing, Stark seemed to be awake.He would choose to immediately leave the bed that was full of passion and was extremely strange after it had faded away. Looking at the messy sheets, he would also show inexplicable resistance.

Maybe subconsciously, Stark doesn't want this, he doesn't want to be so promiscuous, but instinct always drives him to do so.Most of the women Stark associates with are mature and sexy. He doesn’t even reject those who are older than him. He doesn’t know if this is a sign of lack of maternal love. Stark can’t admit this, and he won’t even think about it .

Obviously Ma Linglong doesn't have the maturity standard, and although she has a sexy side, she is not the type that Stark can immediately associate with sexual topics.But he just loves her so much that he can't help himself, not the emotion of wanting or possessing, maybe he did have it in the first place.

"not bad."

"It's just not bad?" Stark curled his lips. "I hope you can tell me what you are not satisfied with. Is it because I entered too fast, or is it painful? I guess it's the latter."

"No, I'm satisfied with your performance, it's impeccable." Ma Linglong said, "If you want to hear exciting descriptions, you are great."

Stark tried his best to restrain himself. He was taking a big breath when he slowly entered the passage with his lower part. He used great patience to go deeper and faster each time. The most important rules of communication.But to Ma Linglong, it was like torture. She was brewing a spell but couldn't speak it out, and she had to stay awake all the time and remember not to make any mistakes until he really entered.

It's her first time but she doesn't know nothing about men and women, Ma Linglong knows what will happen next, Stark will fill her up to the deepest part, his big dick will all come in without leaving a trace .Stark's experience in this area is as much as that of ordinary people squeezing salad dressing onto lettuce. Perhaps this is not a good description, but Ma Linglong is very clear that she has completely handed herself over to Stark. Today Afterwards, she will completely belong to him, and of course vice versa, this idea makes Ma Linglong feel anxious and excited at the same time.

Stark, on the other hand, was not direct enough.

"Really?"

"Why, my reaction made you think you're dead?"

Stark smiled with satisfaction: "Can you tell me, what exactly were you chanting just now, prayers, wizards must chatter like that when doing AI?"

"Well, it means that our souls have merged together." Ma Linglong didn't lie to him, but responded to his question in a clever way.

Finally, Stark pushed into the girl's entrance, and Ma Linglong felt the sharp pain from the tearing of the deep mucous membrane. The slight discomfort was quickly replaced by pleasure, and the stabbing became forceful and rhythmic. Ma Linglong almost Only by relying on instinct can the ritual of soul exchange be completed.

They stepped into the climax together, different from the melting feeling of kissing, as if the body and mind had been released like never before, extremely satisfying.Ma Linglong also thought that the first time should be hard work and accompanied by many embarrassing scenes. Obviously Stark didn't let her experience the embarrassment and embarrassment of newcomers.

It seems that the first time Lily and James didn't go well, Ma Linglong's initial knowledge of sexuality came from the two of them.

"Sounds very romantic." Stark said happily, his eyes becoming more and more heavy, "I want to have several fusions with you, wait for me to rest for a while."

His tiredness has little to do with palladium poisoning, it's just a normal reaction when the spell first formed on him. Ma Linglong is also tired, but she is a wizard after all. Compared with Stark's deep tiredness, she is much better many.

"Stark." Ma Linglong called him softly.

"I love you." Stark hugged her tightly, eyes closed, "I know you want to hear this."

"I want to say." Ma Linglong also closed her eyes, "I will protect you."

"Don't steal my lines."

A few days later-

Mike's office is always a mess, all paper documents either fly in the sky, or turn into small monsters on the ground, biting each other until they are broken into slag.Mike sat in the middle of a pile of messy documents and watched the computer screen, monitoring all the wizards living among the American Muggles. The seemingly boring job had a heavy responsibility.

"Hey, good afternoon, I thought you broke up with me since last time." Mike bit his Coke straw and looked quite comfortable with his feet on the desk, "I'm so glad you didn't."

Apparition or apparition is not allowed within the scope of this office. Wizards must take the floor elevator to visit the door. Mike set the entire space into two modes for Muggles and wizards. Only wizards can see the real appearance of the office.

"I brought you afternoon tea." Ma Linglong threw a box of cheesecakes over, as if affected by the traction rope, the box did not form a parabola but slowly slid into Mike's hand along a straight line, "Magic Cream cheese from Cake Shop.”

Ma Linglong didn't intend to worry about the past, she was too busy and, to tell Ma Ling, those were trivial matters.

"Wow!" Mike sighed, and then he pushed the cake box far away as if he had received a fireball, "Wait, I hope you are not trying to spell my spell, I will never Sold you any spell."

"Is this how you can't believe me?" Ma Linglong walked in front of him, pulled a stool and sat down, "I don't want any spells, the cake is to thank you for the help you provided me last time."

"What do you want this time?" Mike asked, he grabbed the cake back, opened the box, inserted a strawberry and cut it into pieces, and said, "It doesn't seem to be a simple matter, you actually need to queue for at least an hour for me Afternoon tea, to be honest, I really don't want to take your order."

"There are two things." Ma Linglong said.

"Or two?" Mike stopped chewing, and the cream stuck to the corner of his mouth, "Forgive me, you know I'm busy all day long, I don't want to take any more risks for you!"

Mike's work is not troublesome, but it can't be called easy either. There are nearly a thousand wizards active among Muggles in the United States. When each wizard uses a spell, the computer in front of him will have a prompt.The prompts are divided into four levels in total, and the colors of each level are different. What Mike has to do is to report the violation level as soon as possible and cooperate with the investigation.

White is elementary, basically it has been filtered out by Mike, usually this level means that the wizard stays in his own home and uses magic, such as some trivial cleaning spells, or to make the home look new or something.

The second level belongs to the outdoors, spells without wands or slight magic caused by some thoughts. Generally, the prompt of this level is green, and most Muggles will not doubt it.

The third level is blue, which is the signal that Mike pays most attention to. It means that wizards are more likely to use wands in public when they are outdoors.At this time, the wizard's information will directly pop up on the desktop. If the same situation occurs to multiple wizards at the same time, the computer can screen out the most serious ones.Mike has to assess the consequences based on the area where the party is located. If the circumstances are serious (such as being discovered by Muggles, or being photographed by surveillance without dealing with the aftermath), he will send a warning letter in the name of Congress. The other party will receive a pricey fine.

The highest level is red, which means that a wizard has violated the criminal law, that is, physically attacking Muggles or being caught by more than ten Muggles while using magic.The computer will immediately send the coordinates of the accident to the Auror office. Of course, the receiving equipment used by wizards has nothing to do with electronic products. Information from the Muggle world to the wizard world will automatically become an object that fits the image of a wizard, such as an urgent letter , it only takes a few seconds for it to bounce into the Auror's office and into the leader's hand.

After receiving the order, the Aurors put on uniforms made of invisible beast fur, avoided the square where Muggles gathered, and captured wizards who violated the rules.Their actions are swift and decisive, leaving no chance for the prisoner to escape, and they must be accurate.

If Mike hadn't deliberately blocked Ma Linglong's information and took her away from the scene at that time, Ma Linglong could not have escaped the arrest of the Aurors.

In addition, Mike also studies modern spells, and his contribution in this area is very outstanding.

"First thing." Ma Linglong said.

"Hey, I haven't agreed yet." Mike called.

"About Bruce Wayne, that is, Batman." Ma Linglong said, she paused, "You should know him very well, after all, you have worked together before."

"He told you about us?" Mike stopped to stuff the cream into his mouth, "Well, I'm sorry, I don't tell you this, because the Magic Congress knows, they don't Hope that other wizards know that Congress has worked with Batman at one time."

"I just want to know what kind of person Bruce Wayne is." Ma Linglong said, however, she was indeed slightly shocked by the fact that the Magic Congress was also involved with Batman, but she didn't show it.

Mike smiled and said, "Why, the billionaire in New York can't satisfy you at last? Are you tired of playing with him, or he has lost his freshness to you."

"Maybe there will be such a day, but not now." Ma Linglong said coldly.

Mike shrugged his shoulders and said, "Bruce is a sad man."

"And then, I've seen someone sadder than him." Ma Linglong said, he could call out the names of several friends, each with a sad life experience, at least Bruce has status and money, she doesn't think Such a person can be equated with sorrow.

"You can't say that, Linglong, you can't compare him with a poor person who is already living in dire straits." Mike defended his friend vigorously, "Imagine if you grew up with no worries about food, clothing, wealth, and parents who loved you , have a happy and happy family, and have a bright future.” He paused, “Wait, you seem to be like this, then I think you should be able to understand. Just a moment ago you were an innocent child, wondering if tomorrow can Go to the playground with mom and dad, and in the next second, they are lying in a pool of blood, and you can only watch them die and there is nothing you can do."

Fate took everything Bruce owned in a cruel way in an instant, and the young child saw the true face of the world in advance, and he had always thought that this kind of thing should only happen in movies.

"Did the murderer be found later?" Ma Linglong knew about Bruce's life experience. As a celebrity, his misfortune had been on the headlines of several authoritative magazines, but the media did not reveal whether Bruce had the murderer in the end. To be brought to justice, perhaps, he has already lynched the other party.

"I found it." Mike said, and he gave Ma Linglong an unsurprising answer, "If it were you, what would you do?"

"Bruce Wayne didn't kill the murderer, you want to express that, right?" Ma Linglong said, "His principle of not killing people seems cumbersome sometimes."

"Yes, he should have done it," Mike said, "but it's not that he didn't think about it. Batman didn't kill people because he was afraid or felt that doing so would be detrimental to the superhero image."

Bruce traveled the world, visited famous teachers, learned fighting and boxing, which also included shooting, but refused to use firearms.In fact, Bruce has also killed people, although not directly.He doesn't trust anyone, including all those who surround him, those who can be called partners (except Alfred).

The most vulnerable place in Bruce's heart is his parents. He will never be able to get rid of the self-blame and guilt that he failed to protect them. Bruce chose to achieve justice in a very different way from Superman.Intimidate criminals and make criminals afraid of "bats".

He did it, and he became famous.

All this stems from the shadow of childhood, the dark alley of crime, and the indelible horror memory.

"You seem to be very sure of Bruce Wayne." Ma Linglong said, in fact, she was already lost in thought, which made her think of Stark, they are obviously the same kind of people, even the parents' The death is also similar. Although the Starks died in a car accident, many people speculated that it was not an accident.

No matter what their motivation for justice is, the death of a loved one, the requirement of moral responsibility; or the way of behavior, throwing money at them, creating institutions to hide their names, hiding their names, or being exposed in the spotlight.At least their goals are the same, for justice and to protect those who have nothing to do with them, no one forces them to do it.

This is really a crazy idea. Ma Linglong said in her heart that she would never regret using the "soul-changing spell" on Stark, even if he no longer loves her one day in the future, and even hugs her left and right in front of her.

"Yes." Mike said, with a firm attitude, "It was Batman who changed my understanding of Muggles. He didn't kill people because he didn't want to become like a criminal who couldn't turn back."

While Ma Linglong was silent, Mike said again: "Whether you agree with Batman or not, at least he makes me feel worthy of respect."

Ma Linglong wanted to know Bruce Wayne not to satisfy her curiosity, she was not curious, she just wanted to make sure that Bruce was worthy of her help: "I see." Ma Linglong abruptly terminated the "bat" The topic, "Second thing, I want to ask you to find someone." She didn't give Mike a satisfactory answer, which made the young man very frustrated.

However, Ma Linglong was already thinking about how to get back the five years of Bruce's lost lifespan.

"Okay, so, which unlucky wretch got you?" Mike tucked sympathetically.

"Codename 'Winter Soldier', killer, Muggle, someone hired him to assassinate Stark." Ma Linglong said to him, "Muggle's network can't find out who this person is, so I came to you."

"Assassinate Stark?"

"I want all his information, including where he is now."

"You know, it is illegal for me to use this computer to search for Muggles." When Mike said this, he had already entered the information of the Winter Soldier into the computer entry. Unlike Muggle electronic products, Mike's computer is actually a computer. This is a person-finding tool with a powerful search function. It only needs to belong to one or two keywords, and it will be more powerful than a Muggle smart housekeeper.

Ma Linglong said, "Let's make a price."

"I have a better suggestion." Mike took out an envelope from a drawer, and that drawer was full of identical envelopes, and Ma Linglong wondered if he really got it right, "I need you to hand it Send to the address above, and I charge no extra for anything else."

"Washington, DC?" Ma Linglong looked at him suspiciously, "What the hell are you doing?"

"If you know what I do, you should understand that I don't play tricks, I work for the government, and I don't go astray." Mike clicked the search engine on the screen with his wand, "It's so strange." He said suddenly, "The computer only The place where the 'Winter Soldier' ​​can be found to be frequented is Russia, but nothing else."

"Isn't this normal?" Ma Linglong said, "You shouldn't have lied to me, have you?"

"See for yourself." Mike turned the computer screen to her. "Yes, this is not normal, which means he is an unregistered wizard."

"Have you ever seen a wizard use a sniper gun?" Ma Linglong said in a sarcastic tone, "It's not the same as the one shot by the spear-shaped wand behind your buttocks, it's just a bullet without magic blessing. "

"Maybe he's a Squib, you saw it yourself, my computer can find out every Muggle file in the world. Even if he has modified his file through illegal means, I can dig out the most authentic content. I hope you I didn’t really treat it as a normal computer, in fact, it runs on magic.” Facing Ma Linglong’s suspicious eyes, Mike felt insulted and indignant, “Why do you think I can be an elite agent? I'm the one who invented the computer, just put a name or a code associated with that person into the system, damn, not the system, it's a restriction spell. I think I'm getting more and more like a Muggle now, it can do what he did Bring out all the old stories."

"Magic is not omnipotent." Ma Linglong said, "All spells have loopholes."

"I'm a master at fixing bugs." Mike said unconvinced, but he was taken aback suddenly, "There is another possibility."

"Say."

"Mutants, or superpowers." Mike explained, "We, I mean wizards in the United States, we don't deal with these two types of people, or even stay away from them."

"why?"

"They're scary, I don't think you've met them, especially the former," said Mike, lowering his voice, "There was a blue-skinned woman who turned into a congressman and killed another senator." Apparently This is top secret, and Mike regarded Ma Linglong as his own, so he dared to say it in person, "This happened more than ten years ago. Anyone she wants to change, she can change."

Ma Linglong frowned and continued to listen.

"At that time, Congress had no concept of 'mutants' at all, let alone the difference between mutants and superhumans. This is not the worst." Mike said, "When she became a wizard, she also had the ability to use The power of the wand."

"How did Congress finally confirm that she was a mutant?"

"I don't know, the high-level officials don't talk about it." Mike swallowed, "However, some people speculate that Congress has reached some kind of ulterior agreement with the leader of the mutants."

"Does that woman have a name?" Ma Linglong asked.

"Mystique," Mike said. "That must be her code name, like 'Winter Soldier.'"

After Ma Linglong left Mike's office, he took the envelope and found the above address. Although Mike didn't solve the problem of the "Winter Soldier" for him, at least he provided a clue. Maybe the "Winter Soldier" belonged to those terrible races. one of them.

The landmark in front of Ma Linglong was very eye-catching, even if she didn't give her the name and number of any street on the address, she could find this place smoothly.

She began to doubt Mike's intentions, and he was hiding deeper secrets.

The Triskelion, a magnificent building, stands on an island in the Potomac River, surrounded by lakes.If you want to enter the interior, you need to pass a 300-foot (0.3-meter) long bridge, and you have to hold a special entry-exit card. If you want to trespass, taking a gun may be the easiest way to die.Those missile launchers hidden in the building are able to target within [-] seconds.

Ma Linglong's only impression of this building is that it is taller than the White House. At least she had this perception when she first came to Washington, D.C. She thought that the Muggle president of the United States lived in it instead of Live in the White House as the book says.

"Linglong, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." Coulson was dressed in a suit and leather shoes as usual. If it wasn't for the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo printed on his chest card, the man's professional smile made him look like an ordinary office worker.

"It's you?" Ma Linglong raised his chin and said in an extremely unfriendly tone, "Do you know Mike?"

"Yes." Coulson said, and he carried out his friendship to the end. "This may not be a good place to talk. If you want, we can go in and discuss the details of cooperation."

"Go in?"

Coulson didn't answer Ma Linglong's question, but said, "Please don't be hostile. I'll take you to see my boss. He will tell you everything you want to know. You brought the envelope, right?"

Inside the envelope was an employee card of the Tricurve Wing Building, which was temporary and only allowed for outsiders to enter and exit the building once. It looked like Mike did it on purpose, Ma Linglong thought to himself.It made her feel like she was being teased by Mike, so giving the cake would be stupid, and she would shoot a hole in Mike's head, which she swore she would do.

"Follow me, please," Coulson said.

Ma Linglong is willing to follow Coulson to an unknown area because she wants to find out who is actually openly interviewing a psychic in the government's territory. It is very likely that the person who is about to meet knows more than herself this item.Because Coulson had hinted at it before, and because he knew Mike, and Mike didn't seem to be only doing monitoring work, at least he had a good relationship with Batman.

The Magic Council is also privately involved with Muggles.

Coulson led Ma Linglong to enter through the main entrance, and along the way attracted many agents (mostly administrative staff) who looked at the outsiders with curiosity and evaluation. A common problem with people who work for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Ma Linglong raised her head higher, even though she was a few inches shorter than the people passing by, she walked with Coulson without looking sideways, with a solemn expression, as if she was the man next to her boss.

The two quickly stepped into the elevator, and Coulson pressed the high-rise button. When the intelligent voice reminded Ma Linglong that Ma Linglong was not qualified to enter, Coulson saw the girl frowning: "Grant permission." He said, " Sorry, you may not feel very good now, we are a formal department, I think Mr. Longbottom must have introduced you to the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D." Coulson noticed that Ma Linglong seemed to have a special preference for red, Almost every time he saw a girl, he used red as the main tone, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Ma Linglong finally said: "No, thank you." Usually a Westerner who asks about food and drink means that he intends to treat guests.

The elevator stopped steadily, the beep sounded again, and the door opened.

"Ladies first," Coulson said.

Ma Linglong came to a room with more than [-] square meters. It can also be said that this is actually an office. face, and black eyeballs.The man is very tall, with a stern expression, and the black round mask on his left eye makes him look difficult to speak.

"Nick Ferry." The man stood up and stretched out his hand towards Ma Linglong. His expression showed a well-trained scrutiny, which might be his usual attitude towards all strangers he met for the first time.

Ma Linglong felt that she could probably guess who the black man in front of her was, but she didn't intend to hold hands with him. She sat down without even introducing herself, and then stared at him unabashedly with eyes similar to those of Nick Ferry. He turned back: "You're the self-righteous guy who broke into Stark's villa and hid behind the sofa."

The author has something to say: Today's proper 8000 words, vomiting blood dedication!

It turned out to be 520 yesterday. I didn’t expect that people who were doing it wrongly had a feeling of doing special things on a special day. I can’t say what my Weibo is here, but you can read the introduction.