Chapter 216

evening.

New Chinatown.

Peggy Carter woke up feeling uncomfortable, with a splitting headache and a thirsty throat, like a fish lacking water.

When she saw a glass of water on the table, she grabbed it and drank it. After drinking it, she felt that she was no longer thirsty.

Smelling the thick turbid and pungent smell of wine in the room, Peggy Carter frowned, opened the window for ventilation, and the cool night wind blew, which made her feel a lot more comfortable immediately.

Without the smell of wine, she immediately smelled the smell of herself. It was the sweat after drinking. No matter when it was, it wouldn't be good, not to mention after drinking. This time, she drank a lot.

Peggy Carter got up, moved her wooden body, came out of the strange room, saw the bathroom next to her, and went in. It was getting late when I came out of the bathroom again.

A girl like her, wearing a white cotton bath towel, was lying on the railing and looking down.

Below, a car, almost silent, slowly drove out and left here.

Peggy Carter recognized the car. It was the same car she had sat in at noon today.

The two cars are cool and the layout inside is dazzling. They are cooler than any car she knows before. Even the future flying car designed by Howard stark can't be compared with drinking.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the girl's hair hung down and blew with the wind, stirring a chord in one's heart.

I have to say that she is very beautiful, very beautiful and has a unique charm. Even Peggy Carter can't help being attracted and likes her. Even if she gets drunk in the afternoon, she doesn't get angry with her.

There is a kind of beauty that can kill men and women. Both women and women like it. There is a kind of charm. Both men and women will have a good impression on such a charming person.

Now Natalia is growing up and has begun to have this in her body.

"Natalia, why did he go out?" Peggy Carter walked over naturally.

In the afternoon, the wine competition increased the relationship between the two people. Even if they had a headache, they still felt friendly at this time.

I don't know why, so I feel very kind.

"I don't know. I seem to have gone out so suddenly." Natalia didn't understand.

While they were talking, the car had disappeared and could not be seen at all.

Looking at such a delicate and beautiful girl, Peggy Carter still thought of the fight when he met yesterday. He ran over each other.

It's incredible that such a weak and beautiful girl should be so powerful!

Peggy Carter doesn't believe it. She has more power than she can in her body that seems to need protection.

Peggy Carter couldn't help asking, "how are you good here?"

Natalia deliberately pretended to be silly: "what? Drink? "

Peggy Carter gave her a blank look: "fighting, I can't be easily defeated, but I lost to you. You have great power. One hand is stronger than both of my hands." Speaking of this, he took Natalia's hand and looked at it.

Natalia looked at her, too.

Beautiful, in good shape, the bath towel is propped up.

"The skin is very tender. It's really enviable. It's hard to believe that your strength is so great. It's unscientific. How did you do it?" Peggy Carter said, rubbing Natalia's arm and sighing.

"Practice, exercise can do it!" Natalia said, holding her hand impolitely into Peggy Carter's bath towel.

"Eh? And the ditch. It's sexy. " Natalia said.

Peggy Carter rolled her eyes at Natalia, but she was a girl. She was asking questions again. She didn't care much, but she was a little strange.

"I know about exercise, but practice? How to practice? Like those nuns? Or something else? "

"Practice" is a strange word, just like when many Westerners first heard the word "Kung Fu". It has not appeared in vocabulary poor English. Even if there is a similar word and it is not explained, Peggy Carter doesn't understand it.

Natalia didn't understand it either, but after studying with Shen Guang, she understood the meaning of the word.

"In short, it is a kind of continuous and systematic exercise every day." After thinking about it, Natalia said that although it was not quite right, it was the closest explanation.

"It's still exercise,? I also exercised, you see, my hands. " Peggy Carter said and showed Natalia her hand.

Her hands, some cocoons, these are what she left after a lot of exercise.

"Hee hee, it's very rough." Natalia grabbed it, looked at it and smiled.

Peggy Carter: "

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Shen Guang feels that this day has passed well.

He took a beautiful woman for a drive in the morning, and then experienced the exercise as soon as he got off the bus, which gave him endless aftertaste.

At noon, I saw the struggle between the two beauties. Although one party didn't know he had been calculated at the beginning, the subsequent wine fight... Still opened Shen Guang's eyes.

Compared with the morning and noon, the afternoon was calm. Shen Guang, who was in a good mood, rarely handled the backlog of documents for several days and was busy until the evening.

Just as he was thinking about how to spend a wonderful night, Shen Guang found that someone was sending provocative signals to him again.

The familiar smell is the smell of the guys who have dealt with in the black street outside the new Chinatown.

Thinking of that seemingly crazy and irrational skull at the beginning, Shen Guang no longer hesitated and immediately drove out.

This is not the black street, but his own business territory. Shen Guang doesn't want to be destroyed by a crazy guy.

The car soon left the new Chinatown and came outside. It was still very lively in the open area outside.

Although it is not safe here, no one dares to make trouble here because people in new Chinatown are watching.

The car passed silently from here, went in one direction, and unexpectedly saw a man in a corner.

Shen Guang felt it again and confirmed that it was the man who was greeting him.

"Ghost knight? Or the evil spirit knight? " Shen Guang asked to go down the window.

"Whether it's a ghost knight or an evil spirit knight, call it as you like." The man smiled bitterly. Obviously very young, but full of vicissitudes and fatigue, and with a broken beard, it attracts some sisters who like this uncle.

Sure enough, this guy is not dead!

Shen Guang knew it clearly, but he was not surprised. This made the ghost Knight curious.

"I don't believe you came here so late. Tell me your purpose." Shen Guang went straight in.

It was dark and there were people waiting for him at home. He didn't want to talk to such a strange man like this.

"Would you like to hear a story?" The man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He also gave Shen Guangdi one.

"I don't smoke." Shen Guang refused, but took out a delicate cigar to light it. "I like listening to stories. I hope your stories don't stink and be too long..."

Man: "..." slowly took back the roll.

"Then make a long story short..."