Just as Watson was diligently preparing a loving dinner, he suddenly felt someone behind him.
Before he could react, a familiar body scent wafted from behind, its owner as silent as a cat.
A pair of slender, jade-like hands wrapped around Watson's waist, and a curvaceous body pressed against his back.
"It smells so good! I just walked in and smelled this intoxicating aroma.
What is that? And, my dear Watson, this is the first time you haven't noticed me.
What are you doing? To be so focused... Oh My God---"
As Natasha spoke, she peered over his shoulder and was immediately drawn in by a fragrant scent.
Her gaze followed her nose's direction, slowly moving towards a perfectly cooked, whole piece of meat.
"Honey? Are you sure you want to eat this tonight? I must admit, it looks and smells very, very delicious.
However, I'll get fat."
Seeing Natasha's incredulous expression, Watson couldn't help but laugh and say, "Baby, you can just have a tiny taste, remember, just one bite.
And you need to go and---"
As if she heard Watson, or perhaps simply drawn by the golden, perfectly cooked meat, Natasha extended two fingers and pinched off a small piece, putting it into her mouth.
"---Wash your hands first--- Okay, never mind."
Shaking his head, Watson helplessly continued with his task.
Meanwhile, Natasha, who had just eaten the piece of cooked meat and walked out of the kitchen, stood frozen in place.
Watson turned his head and saw her unusual behavior: "Baby? Are you alright?"
Natasha suddenly walked back and forth, left and right, then looked up and asked, "No, I'm fine, it's just... I feel a bit... floaty?
Honey, you didn't put something in that meat, did you?"
"No, how could I? But---" It was then that Watson wondered, could the cooked meat have a different effect on me than on ordinary people?
"You know the advanced stamina potion you guys at S.H.I.E.L.D. use? Hmm... the effect duration of this meat is... eight times that of the advanced stamina potion."
"What?!" Natasha was stunned when she heard this.
"Isn't that a stimulant?"
Watson frowned and asked inwardly, "System, what effect does the cooked meat have on ordinary people?"
Ding! The effect of the cooked meat on ordinary people is the same, but due to the overwhelming effect, ordinary people will have an adaptation period, the length of which varies from person to person.
Adaptation period??
Natasha, who couldn't help but pace back and forth, suddenly threw a few quick punches and then said incredulously, "Why do I feel like my punching speed has increased!
Darling, don't look at me like that, I feel... I feel like I need to vent, those few punches just now made me feel much better."
Watson quickly grabbed a bottle of water nearby and walked towards Natasha, saying, "Control yourself, baby, you just need an adaptation period, it will soon---"
"Oh, F***!"
Just as Watson was about to reach Natasha, she suddenly executed a high kick, precisely kicking the water bottle out of his hand.
The water arced playfully through the air and landed in the pan—*boing*—*sizzle sizzle*—a cloud of thick smoke then rose from the wok.
"Baby, are you trying to destroy your loving dinner with your own hands?"
Just as Watson was cleaning up the mess—"Honey, here I come! Catch me! My God, I'm jumping even higher---"
Natasha, who was frolicking in the living room, suddenly ran towards the kitchen, then took a leap, *bang*.
Watson was once again sat on the floor, looking utterly resigned.
He opened his eyes, glanced around, then tilted his head and said to Natasha, "Today's red looks good."
Natasha stepped back, then leaned down, cupped Watson's face, and said, "Darling, don't you think you should take responsibility for how I am right now?
I feel like I've quit my job at S.H.I.E.L.D. and joined the circus~ Eight times the advanced potion? Does that mean I'll be like this for 8 hours?"
"No, maybe... just for a little while?"
Watson chuckled awkwardly, then propped himself up with one hand, helping Natasha stand up, letting her cling to his waist like a koala.
Natasha wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "So, what should we do now?"
"So the first loving dinner is ruined."
Watson first turned off the stove to ensure the house wouldn't burn down, then, still carrying Natasha, walked towards the bedroom.
"So you're planning for 8 hours?"
"Haha, I can go for a whole year!"
---Three hours later, it was late at night--- "Honey, I'm hungry---"
"You have the nerve to say that?"
Watson playfully slapped her firm, rounded bottom, then got up to see if there was any ready-to-eat food.
Natasha tiptoed quietly behind him.
Looking around—the perfectly cooked meat still emitted a fragrance, but it was probably a bit cool now?
"Let's make a sandwich first."
Just as Watson was about to start, he saw Natasha staring at the cooked meat she had taken a bite of earlier, and couldn't help but laugh as he said, "What's wrong, baby?
Still want another taste? Hahahaha~"
Natasha rubbed her arms, then snuggled into Watson's embrace from under his arm, a questioning look on her face: "Honey, how did you make this?
You didn't make the meat first, then inject it directly with a highly concentrated potion, did you?"
Watson chuckled after hearing her, saying, "Of course not, this is grilled with a flame condensed from love!
Only I in the whole world can make it~ And, I promise you won't have any problems eating it now.
Before, it was just because the effect was too strong, so you needed an adaptation period, but I didn't expect that with your physical fitness, it would take nearly an hour to adapt successfully."
Natasha leaned in her man's arms, inhaling the scent of the cooked meat, and asked again, "Then why did I feel my punching speed increase and jump higher?"
"This is called 'Perfectly Cooked Meat.' Besides the stamina potion effect, it also has a special function: temporarily enhancing physical abilities.
The boost is probably around 20%, right?"
"20%?! That's too--- If Nick Fury knew, do you think he'd invite you to be a chef?"
Watson couldn't help but pinch Natasha's small nose after hearing that: "Special Chef for Strategic and Tactical Support? Only you could think of that."
Soon, Watson made a sandwich, then sliced a piece of the perfectly cooked meat and put it inside.
Handing it to the surprised Natasha, he said, "Eat it now.
Before the effect of the first bite wears off, no matter how much more you eat, there won't be any change.
However, if the effect of the first bite wears off, which is after eight hours, and you eat it again--- I don't know if you'll still need an adaptation period?"
Natasha held the sandwich and looked at Watson with a pitiful expression: "So poor Natasha has become her beloved man's guinea pig?"
This made Watson unable to resist flicking her forehead.