"Oh, that guy woke up..."
The moment Fang Mo heard that incredibly obnoxious voice from outside, he immediately realized who it was.
Setting aside his work for the moment, Fang Mo stretched a little, then pushed open the door and headed toward the source of the voice.
"You damned Silver Big Guy!"
In a living room brimming with classical European style, Deadpool Wade lay sprawled miserably across the sofa in casual clothes, clutching his chest as he yelled, "She said my heart isn't in the right place anymore. When you played with my body last night, did you take it out? I told you long ago... my loyalty has always belonged to Vanessa alone!"
"I don't even know what you're talking about."
Colossus paced back and forth across the open space beside the sofa, sounding especially helpless. "I merely put you back into a humanoid shape. And we're indoors... Wade, could you take off your mask before speaking?"
"Is it just the mask?"
Yes, despite wearing casual clothes, Deadpool still had that black-and-red leather mask over his face. Lying on the sofa, he could not even be bothered to move. Only his mouth never stopped. "Last night, you probably even stripped off my pants, and now all you care about is this mask?"
"You don't have to pretend to be so funny here."
Colossus had a splitting headache. Crossing his arms, he looked seriously at Deadpool in the distance. "I'm serious, Wade. Maybe we need to talk..."
"Talk about what? Dating?"
Deadpool slowly removed his mask. The sunlight outside the window happened to shine onto his scar-covered face, making him squint instinctively. "Holy shit! This fucking light is blinding! The last time light this bright hit my eyes was during hemorrhoid surgery..."
"No, Wade, you..."
Colossus was reaching the end