Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 290 Cha Hot Pot

Chapter 289
"Is it your fault?" Mark received a call from Nick.

"I said you didn't believe me?"

"Then tell me who did it?" Mark asked back.

"Tony, he doesn't seem to want his aunt to meddle in your affairs. I can hear him in a bad mood. What happened to you?" Nick was very surprised by the Avenger's suggestion.

But this has achieved the effect he wanted.

Although the initial personnel of the Avengers has changed a bit, it doesn't hurt.

"It's nothing, just a little daily conflict." Mark said casually.

Mark already knew what Tony wanted to do.

Peggy, who can't hide anything in her heart, will definitely tell the story of Bucky's resurrection in the end, and then someone will stop her from killing Bucky.

It's not that Tony himself is hypocritical, it's just that he can't face his heart.

He knew that it wasn't Bucky who was a tool man who was wrong with all this, but after giving in his heart, he couldn't stop for a long time, and he needed someone to stop him.

But Mark has no way to become the person who can stop him, so there is only one person who can stop him now, and that is Steve Rogers.

Although the relationship between the two who had experienced the Battle of New York was not as deep as that of Mark, they could be regarded as life-and-death friends who carried guns together.

The cooperation between the two on the battlefield was particularly excellent, and the entire Chitauri team was easily wiped out.

The general situation of this matter is already known, and Mark does not intend to continue to intervene.Leaving the rest of the matter to their own hands, what Mark can do has been done.

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Driving all the way home, Mark was exhausted physically and mentally.But at this moment, the little reporter swooped over, like an octopus, clinging to Mark.

Facing his clingy girlfriend, Mark could only smile and hug her.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you today?"

"Can't I welcome you home? Really, don't think so badly of others." The little reporter pouted and looked at Mark resentfully.

"Okay, okay, let's count my villain's heart as a gentleman's belly, okay? Tell me, I'll make you what you want to eat at night, how about comforting your injured young heart?" Mark is a typical soft-hearted man. Eat hard and look like this.

Looking at the little reporter's resentful expression, he was quickly defeated.

"Hot pot!" The little reporter showed a fox-like smile at his feet, as if he had succeeded in a trick.

"I said, can't you eat something else? You have to eat hot pot, and eating hot pot is easy to get angry, and it's easy to get acne on your face." Mark really cares about the little reporter's body, otherwise he wouldn't Will say that.

"If I get acne and become ugly, you don't want me?" Women's observations are always so strange.

Mark didn't know what to say, so in the end he could only let out a long sigh, and said comfortingly, "Don't think about it, how could I not want you, right?"

"Then I want to eat hot pot!" Yrel pestered Mark like a child.

The most important thing is that Mark has nothing to do, so he can only start making hot pot honestly.

Obviously I can't eat spicy food, but every time I insist on eating spicy hot pot, I really don't know what to say.

After a few 10 minutes, even with the cooking fume and the fire fully turned on, there was still no way to stop the spicy smell from coming out.

Yriel's eyes started to turn red when she smelled this smell, but even so, she was still eager to try, wanting to taste the delicacy of this world quickly.

Just as Mark brought out the hot pot, the doorbell rang suddenly.Mark had already seen through the TV who the person who came was.

The lock of the door opened automatically with a click, and Steve and Peggy walked in with gifts.

"Just come to the door, why do you still bring a gift?" Mark said with a smile, wiping his hands on the scarf.

"I said I wouldn't buy it, but Steve insisted on dragging me. Why didn't I see that he had so many fancy intestines before?" Peggy put down the gift and said with her arms folded.

Steve scratched his head embarrassedly and said to Mark, "Isn't this a special thank you?"

"No, let's talk about it. I have already taken everything that should be taken, and it will be considered as the rent you lived in my place before." Mark was not so lucky, and people had already delivered gifts to the door, so he was embarrassed to call People will take it back.

Mark just found a reason to prevaricate.

"Yes, yes, you are right, this is the rent I paid for living with you before."

Mark, this is typical, the mouth of the duck is still hard after being cooked.

"Just come and eat together! Don't tell me you have eaten."

"Of course not, I'm going to come to your place to eat and drink!" Steve knew himself well, walked to the edge of the table and sat down.

There is no need to be so hypocritical about the relationship between the two.

Peggy looked at the hot pot full of peppers, and didn't know how to use her chopsticks for a while.

Although she had heard of this kind of thing, he really didn't understand why those people would like to eat this kind of thing.

But after she had a taste of it, she couldn't stop.

Spicy is a kind of pain, so everyone who dares to eat spicy food is a warrior.

Moreover, the real pain of eating spicy food does not lie in the moment of eating it, but in the pain suffered when a certain ritual is performed after the food is digested.

Steve has already had experience in this area because he stayed at Mark's house for a while.

He poured two big glasses of milk and put it next to himself and Peggy, but he didn't tell Peggy that after eating this thing, milk can't completely solve the pain.

Of course, there is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a hot pot meal.If anything, then have another BBQ.

After a hot pot meal, everyone was sweating profusely, lying motionless on the sofa after drinking and eating.

Perhaps this is one of the most wonderful moments of enjoyment in the world.

The only one who can move now is probably Steve.Steve took the initiative to take over the work of cleaning up the dishes, and Mark didn't say anything.

What guests and hosts and the like, the two did not distinguish so clearly.

In the living room, Mark glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and asked Peggy, "Did you tell him?"

"Not yet." Peggy naturally knew what Mark was talking about.

"Then when are you going to tell him? Or is it just procrastinating like this. Tony told him that he probably wanted him to stop himself at a critical moment."

Paige was lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)