Moscow is brilliant at night, with gold-domed churches glittering, the melodious bells of the midnight bell tower piercing through the snowflakes, and the black undercurrents of the Moscow River surround the city silently.

Winter nights, not only these scenery, but also the ambition and madness hidden in the darkness!

"What are you doing here?" Katyusha looked a little impatient on her face looking at the blurry scenery outside the car.

On both sides of the street, in the transparent windows, the beauties illuminated by colorful neon lights pose in various postures, showing their enchanting posture to the outside world, which is both seductive and standardized, and there is no phenomenon of pulling and pulling on the street at all.

"Ye, are you ......" Sophia bit her lip and whispered, "If necessary, we can ......"

Ye Fan smiled secretly in his heart, it seemed that these two blonde girls would be wrong about what he meant.

"What can be?" Ye Fan looked at her with a wicked smile, and held Sophia's hot right hand with one hand.

"Yes...... I can do anything for you!" Putting aside her concerns, Sophia boldly met his gaze, "Ye, do you think we are inferior to those women?"

"Of course not," Ye Fan looked at Katyusha who was driving, and said with a wicked smile: "Little Baihua, do you think so too?"

Katyusha let out a cold snort in her nostrils, acquiescing to his question.

"Haha...... There are many opportunities to dedicate, but not tonight. Ye Fan slid down the window, pointed ahead and shouted, "Over there, stop." ”

Katyusha kicked the car to a halt, jumped out of the car first, put her hands behind her back, squinted her eyes, and looked at the bewitching women in the windows on the side of the road one by one.

The first few military vehicles also stopped, where Ivanov and Andrei were escorted.

Seeing these uninvited guests, the women in the shop window couldn't help but show puzzled expressions, female officers, a large number of soldiers, and a slow and graceful foreign man? What are they going to do?

Ye Fan calmly walked to the row of windows with Sophia in his arms, his eyes swept over the flowery Russian girls, and finally came to a dark window with no lights on.

Katyusha's and Sophia's gazes moved with him, and at the same time they showed a look of sudden realization.

Compared with the pink girls around her, the woman in this window was dressed very strangely, she was wearing a colorful bohemian dress, covering her beautiful skin and figure, half of her face was covered with a scarf, her head was covered with small braids hanging down to her shoulders, and she was decorated with all kinds of golden ornaments, and she sat on a high stool with only a pair of big black eyes.

She doesn't look like she's out to sell, it's more like a model in a luxury store.

Her identity, as long as Europeans know, is that she is a gypsy girl!

When Ye Fan came to her, the girl's eyes bloomed with strange surprise.

"Take us to meet her. Ye Fan knocked on the window door and smiled.

"Yes, sir. The girl jumped down, pushed open the window, lifted the corners of her skirt with both hands, revealing her white and red feet, blinked and smiled: "Follow me!"

"Wait. Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her: "You don't have shoes?"

"Yes, sir, but that's okay, gypsy girls don't need shoes. The girl's face under the scarf smiled reluctantly, and said, "My name is Lilith." ”

Ye Fan frowned, took out a hundred-dollar bill and glanced at Katyusha.

Soon, Katyusha brought a pair of snow boots from the next window and put them in front of Lilith.

"Thank you, sir. Lilith didn't wear the boots, but she held them in her arms and cherished them.

The group exchanged glances with each other, revealing a look of pity.

The Gypsies live in difficult conditions, and are a naturally wandering people, with footprints all over Asia, Africa and Europe, without a fixed place of life, and optimism and wandering have always been regarded as unique spiritual food by this nation.

But in the eyes of any other people, the plight of the Gypsies deserves sympathy, and poverty is a mark from which they cannot escape.

In the slums of Moscow, a group of gypsies lived.

Lilith was one of them, turning into a narrow alleyway, and guided them to the gypsy quarters.

With snowflakes in the sky and the sound of bagpipes and tambourines, the gypsy station is never short of songs and dances.

In a clearing in the center of the alleyway, a bonfire was lit in front of a large oval tent, and a group of gypsy boys and girls were dancing to the accompaniment of the organ.

"Cousin Natasha!" Lilith waved happily, and an incredibly beautiful figure slowly stood up in the crowd sitting on the ground.

Is she Natasha?

If they hadn't met and met, no one would have believed that the woman in the gorgeous dress was Natasha, the leader of the Black Widows, who terrified the world!

Her appearance is still cold and compelling, but there is less ruthless aura, replaced by an endless bohemian style, mysterious, enchanting, and exuding a strange youthful vitality.

Natasha's gaze met Ye Fan.

The corners of both of their mouths showed a sweet smile that only lovers have.

"You're here?"

"We're not welcome?" Ye Fan walked over with a smile.

Natasha clapped her palms and shouted a few words in the Gypsy language, and the crowd around her echoed, the campfire set up legs of lamb and spirits, and the steaming food and wine reflected the snowflakes in the sky, and the atmosphere in the camp quickly rose.

Although the Gypsies are poor, they are a hospitable people, and they have always loved to play, sing, sing and dance.

The people still spent the winter night around the campfire, and Lilith put on her boots and joined in the dance.

Ye Fan was dragged into the group by two young men, and danced a clumsy gypsy dance with them.

It was a lively, festive evening.

When Katyusha's indifferent gaze came, Natasha actually smiled slightly and tilted her head: "Thank you." ”

"Thank me for what?" When she eavesdropped on the bed battle between the two of them, Katyusha was actually a little weak and nostalgic in her heart. Hearing Natasha, a former enemy, say words of thanks, she was even more dazed and stunned.

"If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have had that kind of relationship with him so soon. Natasha laughed, "Also, he healed my knife wound, which you also left." ”

Katyusha pursed her lips and said coldly, "So you know everything!"

"Hehe, Katyusha, shake hands and make peace!" Natasha stretched out her right hand: "You will also be his woman, or you will already be, right?"

To be able to get the Black Widow leader to take the initiative to sue for peace, Katyusha is the only one, all kinds of grievances and grievances in the past, with the series of events experienced by the two women, they have become more and more indifferent in their hearts, and those blind hatreds have become unimportant.

Syllable!

Katyusha and Natasha's palms were held together, and from this moment on, they truly abandoned their old hatred and no longer hated each other.

Because of the same man, because of the same goal.

"Ye! It's really you!" In the distance in the tube building, two women rushed out when they heard the sound.

It was Anna who ran ahead, and the woman with gauze wrapped around her forehead in the back was actually Mashapova.

They're all here!

"Great, you're here too!" Ye Fan squeezed out the dancing crowd and hugged Anna warmly as he rushed forward.