"Oh, it's fine. I prepared this especially for you—I wanted to surprise you. You risk your life every day in that mortal body, and I couldn't help worrying about you."
Jiang Siming followed Black Widow's lead and spoke "sincerely."
The atmosphere had already been built up to this point. If he told her the truth now, wouldn't that ruin everything?
Besides, the battle suit was useless to him anyway. Giving it to Black Widow wasn't a bad idea. He would win her heart in the process—a huge profit!
Sure enough, Black Widow was touched beyond words by what he said.
On top of that, Western women tended to express their feelings more directly, and the relationship they had built up beforehand provided the perfect foundation.
Black Widow boldly took the initiative to wrap her arms around Jiang Siming's neck and planted a sweet kiss on his lips.
Old Jiang naturally accepted without the slightest hesitation. As he kissed her passionately, his hands roamed over her body. Before long, Black Widow was lying in Jiang Siming's arms, breathing sweetly.
With her looking so ready to be devoured, no man could possibly keep his composure.
Just as Jiang Siming was about to continue, Black Widow grabbed his hand and said, "This is a laboratory. Calm down a little. Why don't we go to your room?"
How could Jiang Siming waste such precious time? He summoned the Dragon Mech, picked up the beauty, and flew into the cockpit—their familiar old haunt.
The sudden appearance of the mech at the research base gave the nearby guards a tremendous scare.
Why had Jiang Siming suddenly summoned the Dragon Mech? Was he planning to attack Wakanda?
"This is bad! Quickly report to His Highness Black Panther! The Dragon God has summoned his mech!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!