Perfume and High Heels

"Everyone has needs. There's no need to stop them, and I can't possibly satisfy them all."

Ke Chen could only say that. Melina nodded as well, then glanced at Ke Chen. Even if Ke Chen was Superman, he couldn't satisfy everyone. Not even Superman could handle that.

They could only let them work things out among themselves.

There was no helping it. Ke Chen had overlooked the fact that they had all become long-lived beings, and people had needs. What else could they do when they spent every day surrounded by women?

They could only all become like Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy...

But for some reason, instead of blaming them, Ke Chen felt a little excited.

He couldn't push Black Widow out there. He couldn't let them casually get involved with outsiders either; that would undoubtedly carry risks. Of course, that was also Ke Chen's selfishness.

Just like an ancient emperor, he might not touch the people in his palace, but no one else could touch them either.

Still... perhaps Ke Chen ought to give them a little reward. Otherwise, there was no way they could truly be satisfied.

Ke Chen didn't say it aloud. Otherwise, Melina definitely wouldn't agree; she wasn't that generous yet.

After learning about this, Ke Chen found that his gaze toward the Black Widows always seemed beyond his control. He felt that something was going on with everyone, especially those who were particularly close.

Then his imagination began to run wild. What did they look like when they "played" by themselves?

That feeling lasted until he left the Helicarrier and headed to Wakanda with Queen Hippolyta, Fury, and Helena, preparing to let everyone out.

Though Wakanda's territory was not large, its population was small as well. It was all about having vast land and