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Marvel Stongest thor

MTL novel Name: Strongest Thor In Marvel(mtl nation)

Johnywalker_0705 · Tranh châm biếm
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Half an hour later, at Betty Ross' home,

Betty Ross took out a bottle of red wine, poured two glasses, and handed one to Thor.

"Lafite in 1982, have a drink?"

After walking for half an hour just now, the drunkenness dissipated long ago.

Thor looked at this scene and said with a smile: "When a girl invites a boy to her home and drinks with him...Can I imagine what will happen next?"

Betty Ross blushed, spat and said, "What are you thinking, this is the wine I prepared a long time ago, specially reserved to celebrate my graduation. You just happened to be lucky. Don't talk about it Come on, cheers!"

She changed the subject abruptly, and Thor didn't expose her. He drank the red wine in the glass and asked, "Are you the only one in your family? Where are your parents?"

A look of sadness flashed across Betty's face, and she said softly: "My mother left me very early. My father is a soldier. Although he was very strict with me, I saw him very rarely since I was a child. In a few days, I will go to participate in his research project..."

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Obviously, the relationship between Betty and her father is not close, and she simply avoided the topic by saying a few words.

Probably a release after depression, Betty drank a little too much tonight, and when the red wine bottomed out, he was already unconscious.

Sending her back to the room, Thor hesitated.

People obviously don't resist him, should they be beasts, or are they worse than beasts?

Between wanting to die brazenly and admitting indifference, Thor decisively chose the latter. In many cases, Thor still kept his integrity. If I take advantage of others tonight, although Betty Ross will most likely not blame him, but the relationship between the two can be brought to an end...

Gently covering her with a quilt, Thor closed the door and went out.

As soon as he went out and returned to the car, Thor was blocked.

Looking at the pretty black figure in the co-pilot seat, Thor held his forehead: "Um, Natalia, long time no see..."

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Natalia, who was dressed in a tight leather jacket, smiled coquettishly, seeing that Thor's bones were half broken: "It's been ten years, my dear Thor, Your Majesty Thor!"

The resentment in the tone, even Thor, who is said to have only 2 intelligence points, can hear it...

"I'm so happy, you still remember my name at that time. I haven't heard it for ten years. I didn't expect that after so many years, the first thing I did when I came back was to ask me to cooperate with you to pick up girls??!"

After working as an agent for so many years, Natalia, who has long been used to controlling her emotions, has the urge to curse at people at this moment—this kind of scumbag is really rare in the world!

If you think about it carefully, there really are, there is an even worse one in Manhattan...

Thor is sweating profusely. He definitely won't be so stupid as to ask the widow to help. He still has the desire to survive. He obviously contacted the black stewed egg... I guess he is dead bald and embarrassed to do this himself I simply threw the blame on Natalia...

Having said that, it seems that nothing happened between me and Natalia back then, right? Why do you feel guilty about being caught by your wife?

Natalia narrowed her eyes and questioned her soul: "How did you let go of such a good opportunity just now?"

This question is very difficult, and if you can't answer it well, you may be suspected of Liu Xiahui.

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"She's drunk, I can't take advantage of her!" The gentleman replied;

"I love you, no matter how beautiful other women are, I won't take another look at them!" The scumbag version replied;

"When we met for the first time ten years ago, fate connected us together. For so many years, I have been thinking about you all the time. How can other vulgar fans get into my eyes?" Standard soap opera answer.

However, Thor had an idea and blurted out: "A boiled duck cannot fly."

A dead version of the answer.