After returning to Earth, Kewen lived a very leisurely and comfortable life.
I go to see a doctor every day during business hours, and at night I study with the magic book of ‘Kama Taj’.
Every time he learns a magic, he will transform that magic into his own method.
Unlike Gu Yi, who borrowed the magic power of the corresponding dimension to release the magic of the corresponding dimension.
Ke Wen is different from the mages in this world. He has magic power himself, so why should he be a thief?
So, this kind of life continued peacefully for several months, and the time entered 2008.
…
In early summer, there are gradually more and more people jogging in the morning in Central Park.
Kewen is one of them.
That day, during his morning jog, he discovered a goal that activated his male hormones.
The flowing white hair that is slightly above the shoulders, the narrow and fat-free back, and the tight buttocks that are constantly bouncing up and down when running, the shaking and shaking are simply dizzying.
But there is one flaw in this target's stature.
He is nearly 1.7 meters tall and has a perfect upper body shape.
But the other person's thighs were a little thicker.
This is somewhat inconsistent with Kewen's aesthetics.
But he had been a monk for a long time, and finally found a target with white hair, which made his turbulent heart a little bit anxious.
Ke Wen thought that it would be nice if he used the ability of the 'Red Hand' to modify the opponent's thighs. By then, he would have a perfect bed partner.
But there's another problem, that is, he doesn't know what the other person looks like.
So Kewen looked at it carefully again.
Based on the width of the opponent's upper body while running, Ke Wen immediately estimated the opponent's bust.
The size made him very satisfied, or he was more satisfied than expected.
With so many high-quality conditions combined, Kewen immediately decided to strike up a conversation and see what the other person was really like.
The speed of jogging began to increase, but it did not increase too abruptly.
Half a minute later, Ke Wen approached the woman.
Listening to the other party's very rhythmic breathing, Ke Wen smiled slightly and said hello, "Hey, pay attention to the left."
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately moved slightly to the right, but did not look back.
Seeing this, Ke Wen simply continued to run forward and said, "Excuse me, I am a doctor. I have observed that you..."
At this point, Ke Wen had already run side by side with the woman's body. Turning his head to stare, he finally saw the other woman's face clearly.
The other party is considered a beauty, the kind of beauty with a very distinctive appearance.
But Ke Wen's smile froze, and he couldn't continue to speak.
Whatever was about to stir up and whatever hormones were calmed down at the same time.
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Ke Wen, who followed the Romans when he came to the countryside, cursed secretly in his heart.
"What did you observe?"
A magnetic, slightly deep voice sounded. While jogging, the woman turned her head and looked at Ke Wen with a smile, "Or are you just trying to strike up a conversation?"
Ke Wen smiled unnaturally and said with a hint of embarrassment, "Sorry, I don't usually see you during my morning jog, so I took the liberty to strike up a conversation."
"Is it?"
The woman's lips were thick, but they made the other person's facial features look very harmonious. She smiled and said playfully, "But your eyes tell me that what you are thinking in your heart is not the same as what you are saying in your mouth?"
"Well……"
Kewen's mind changed rapidly and he quickly found an excuse, "Sorry, I know a lot of women, so I can tell that you, madam, seem to be difficult to deal with, so I'm sorry to bother you. I don't want to cause trouble, please accept my apology."
"Is it?"
The woman's eyes moved down, taking a look at Ke Wen's figure, and then nodded with a smile, "He has a good figure, and he is a high-paid doctor. He does have the qualities to be a playboy. I will assume that you know a lot of women, but
…”
The woman slowed down and stopped.
She tilted her head slightly and said playfully, "You are right about 'not to be trifled with'. I am an agent of IA. Your expression tells me that the reason you said is just a lie. So..."
The woman said in a slightly threatening tone, "Tell me, what was the real reason that made you stop chatting with me?"
Ke Wen pinched his temples helplessly, and then said, "Listen, madam, I really don't want to cause any trouble. Can you please just pretend that what just happened didn't happen? Or, do you want an apology in some way?"
"No, I just want the truth."
The woman's smile continued: "Of course you can also choose to refuse, after all..."
The woman raised her hand to show her posture, "I'm on a morning jog right now. I don't have my ID or weapons with me. I have no right to force you to do anything."
"Sorry! Sorry to bother you!"
Kewen raised his hand to touch his chest, saluted slightly and apologized again.
As soon as he finished speaking, Kewen turned around and walked away, then started jogging and returned to the hospital.
This made the woman stunned.
She stared at Ke Wen's retreating back for a moment, and then smiled softly, "Interesting..."
…
About twenty minutes later, Ke Wen returned to the hospital with a lawsuit on his face.
Standing at the door, he looked up at his hospital, and then he couldn't help but sigh, "Damn it, you can hit a ghost! Why can't you have a safe life!?"
After muttering, Kewen continued to sigh and walked into the hospital.
As expected.
Just an hour later, the woman I met in Central Park walked into the clinic as the first patient after it opened today.
Snapped!
The woman left the document on the table in front of Ke Wen.
The woman sat down with a smile and raised her chin towards the certificate. "Can you tell me now? What was the reason for your change of attitude before?"
Ke Wen stared into the other person's eyes, sighed slightly and picked up the certificate.
"ia...Agent Romanov..."
Looking up again at the 'Black Widow' Natasha in front of him, Ke Wen pretended to be suspicious, "Romanov? Russian surname? Can political review be admitted to IA?"
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Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly and her smile became a little dangerous. "Or do you want me to take you back for investigation before you can believe it?"
"Please don't!"
Ke Wen shook his head and pushed the fake ID in his hand back along the table.
Look at the woman in front of you again.
Details appeared in Kewen's mind.
Natasha Romanoff, the "Black Widow" who was born in the Russian Red Room spy agency, now joins S.H.I.E.L.D., one of the future Avengers, and the savior of this world.
The other party will sacrifice himself in the future in exchange for the 'soul gem', thereby saving half of all life in the universe.
Coven's feelings about Natasha are somewhat complicated.
No matter how raunchy the "Black Widow" in other worlds is, the Black Widow in this movie universe is an existence worthy of regret and admiration.
But regret is regret, admiration is admiration, but Kewen doesn't want to have anything to do with the other party at all.
Otherwise he will be noticed by SHIELD, by Hydra, by the Avengers, and by other good guys or bad guys.
That would be a lot of trouble.
Ke Wen has always paid attention to it. He always makes himself act like a normal ordinary person in this world, just to avoid being troubled.
But who would have thought that once he struck up a conversation with his lustful heart, he would be bumped into by the very person he was trying to avoid.
What made him even more speechless was that Natasha did not actually have white hair, she just liked to dye her hair and change her hairstyle.
Today's white hair must be the other person's temporary aesthetic.
Kewen felt a little regretful at this time.
When he was in Central Park before, he should have erased Natasha's memory on the spot.
Now it's too late.
As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha has very high authority, but the one-eyed black-braised director doesn't trust anyone at all.
Therefore, Natasha's itinerary must be in the record.
If Natasha loses her memory now, SHIELD will discover something abnormal sooner or later and come looking for her.
…
In just a short moment, Kewen thought a lot.
In order not to let Natasha see anything, he had to sigh immediately and said, "Okay, okay, then, madam, what do you want to know?"
"Thank you for your cooperation."
Natasha pursed her lips and smiled, then said, "That's the question, tell me, why did your attitude change so much after seeing my appearance?"
"a lot of……"
Ke Wenruo said helplessly, "First of all, I noticed that your running posture was unnatural, and I guessed that you were injured."
"Hmm~" Natasha nodded in agreement, "Continue."
"After that, it's because I observed more."
Kewen said nonsense, "Madam, you are very beautiful, but your skin condition is not commensurate with your own conditions."
"Why doesn't it match?" Natasha asked with interest.
"All women love beauty." Ke Wen replied, "But with all due respect, madam, your skin seems to be rarely maintained, right?"
These words made Natasha subconsciously raise her hand and stroke her face gently.
"Continue." She agreed with Ke Wen's statement again.
"I am a doctor." Ke Wen continued, "I am a doctor who is confident in his medical skills. Your skin is a little dark yellow, which is the result of being exposed to smoke and fire all year round."
"I can exclude occupations such as chefs and industrial workshops because your skin has not been damaged to that extent, so..."
Kewen stopped here.
"So what?" Natasha laughed. "Go on, your point of view is very interesting."
"so……"
Coven glanced into Natasha's eyes, and then immediately avoided looking at her, as if feeling guilty and afraid.
"So..." After speaking for the third time, Ke Wen looked at the table and said, "I guess the lady's skin condition should be affected by gunpowder... and..."
Ke Wen quickly glanced at Natasha's eyes again, "And the look in your eyes, madam, is very independent and tells a story."
"Based on all the information, I guessed that Madam, you might be very difficult to mess with. I'm sorry, so I subconsciously didn't want to continue to have contact with you. I was afraid of trouble..."
A chuckle rang out.
Natasha put her elbows on the table, held her cheeks and smiled, "You are still lying. There must be lies among your reasons, but your last sentence about being afraid of trouble is true."
Hearing this, Kewen couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief...