But vanity can play with others.

"Click"

The hatch door of the office next to the bridge cuts to the sides, and a staff member holds a breakfast and puts it at Commander Hill's hand.

When he woke up early in the morning, the commander started to get busy in his office.

She smiled at her companion who brought the breakfast, and then started eating breakfast while checking the projection of recording work in front of her.

Merlin stood at Hill's desk.

He looked at Hill and observed her.

After not seeing each other for seven months, Hill has lost weight.

She used to have capable short hair, but now she has long hair with shawls, and her face is not covered with makeup, and there are dark circles that cannot be concealed under her eyes.

I must have stayed up late often.

Perhaps because the commander was busy with work, she didn't have time to dress up.

Hill's capable temperament has transformed into a kind of steady and sharpness in the past seven months.

He is becoming more and more like a qualified leader.

Meilin nodded slightly.

Hill was not immersed in her personal pain. She walked out and did not forget her responsibilities.

A strong woman, a strong soul.

"Who dares to call you 'vas' again?"

Merlin said softly.

In the early years, Hill was promoted very quickly in SHIELD. When he sat in the position of assistant director, many rumors spread.

What are the director's vases, what are they climbing onto the deputy director's bed, etc.

Some boring people are full of malicious speculation.

They hated Hill with jealous eyes, but completely ignored Hill's own abilities.

What is even more commendable is that Hill never responds to these rumors. She will not be distracted by boring things. She just does her job better and then turns the tide at critical moments.

A man stood in front of him and observed her quietly for several minutes.

I watched Hill finish breakfast almost the whole time.

But Hill didn't notice it.

Two people stand and sit one by one, as if they are separated from two worlds.

The commander picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, then picked up the dining plate at hand, preparing to clean up the table and officially start today's work.

But as soon as he got up, a faint pain flashed across Hill's face.

She covered her stomach.

Who has a person who sits in the office all year round, has no stomach problems?

"Where is the medicine?"

Hill sat back on the chair and searched for her stomach medicine at the desk. She clearly remembered that the medicine was kept by her.

She is not a sloppy person.

He has developed a good living habit as Nick Fury's secretary for many years and everything is organized in an orderly manner.

But it just can't be found.

Just as Hill frowned, a gentle voice rang beside her:

"This beautiful lady, what you threw out is the bottle of stomach medicine that tasted good but had basically no therapeutic effect? ​​Or is it the bottle of this bottle of bad taste, but the potion that can heal the stomach?"

"Swish"

Hill raised his hand, and the left hand was also raised together.

In her hand, she was holding a silver pulse pistol. The insurance was already opened. Just pull the trigger. The guy in front of her would have a free craniotomy surgery.

In front of her, Merlin spread her hands, holding Hill's stomach medicine in her left hand, and a bottle containing green meatballs in her right hand.

The gun's muzzle pointed at him.

Perhaps in order to cooperate with Hill's actions, he also showed a terrified expression.

Hill's eyes became dull and confused.

After a while, she frowned and put down her pistol, then reached out and pinched her face.

She muttered:

"Dream again..."

"This time my dream is so real. But Merlin certainly won't speak like that... like a clown."

"Hello."

Merlin said dissatisfiedly:

"I can hear it even if you speak in a low voice."

"as well as..."

"You always see me in your dreams, right?"

Merlin bent down, throwing the stomach medicine in his hand into the trash can, then twisting the bottle of the potion and smiling at Hill.

He said:

"Be good, open your mouth and hold it in your mouth... it's a bit bitter, but it works very quickly."

Hill looked at the smiling, familiar face in front of him, which almost appeared in every dream during these 7 months.

That sound, breath, and those blue eyes.

He's back?

Is it so sudden?

No preparation at all...

Oh no, I didn't wear makeup today, so my dark circles must be very...

I must be very ugly now...

Hill fell into a dullness of thought.

Merlin looked at her, he frowned, looked at the bottle of medicine in his hand, and said:

"I want me to feed you..."

"All right."

He put the green pill into his mouth, then leaned down, and as Hill's gaze, their lips connected together.

The next moment, something very bitter was pushed into my mouth.

Tongue...

Her breathing became disordered, leaning against an office chair like a sculpture.

That tenderness...

She closed her eyes, relaxed her body, and fell into it.

Hill felt the bitterness of his mouth, and there was also a kind of joy, like honey, flowing into the lonely heart, soaking the desperate heart.

then...

Everything is revived.

She began to respond to that tenderness.

clumsy.

But firm.

Like a moth that slams the fire.

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"Click"

The laboratory hatch door slides outwards.

Sitting on a chair, Carol, who was bored watching the TV series passing the time, looked up at Merlin walking towards her.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time.

"Three hours...is not bad."

"Don't think about it."
To be continued...