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Peter thought that he would hear some extremely harsh words, but he really didn't expect Dolores to say "stupid" and "pig" which are common words used by two three-year-olds when they quarreled.

Yeah, why would I expect this.He hugged his head with a toothache all over his face.

But the person on the opposite side was really aroused after being taken aback for a moment. Thompson lowered his face: "What did you say?" He approached with a sense of threat, forcing Dolores to take two steps back, but Still a tough stance.

Peter quickly embraced Dolores behind him: "Don't be like this...it's time for class." After he finished speaking, he regretted it. What kind of bad reason is this?And it looks really weak.

Thompson pointed at the two men, almost poking their noses: "Chick! Watch your wording, you're going to piss me off."

Dolores seemed to be irritated by his action, wishing to bite that finger hard like Van Gogh, almost baring her teeth.She sneered, "I'm not afraid of you."

"You better be afraid!"

Peter knew very well that Thompson and his group's brains were occupied by muscles, they had no IQ to speak of, and they were quite irritable. He separated Dolores from them with his body, and said calmly, "She won't go with you, Ellie won't either. Maybe you can go to the bar alone with your sedative." Thompson's sarcasm caught Thompson by surprise, as if he just knew the nerd in front of him, and then his face almost flushed red with anger.

"What did you say?!" Thompson raised his fists, and said with a smirk, "Well, I just haven't hit you for a few weeks, and the insignificant Parker has become a hero!"

Peter stared at his fist, waiting for the moment when he would slam Thompson and his henchman against the locker in front of Dolores, letting out a long-standing rage.

But at this moment——

"Thompson!!!" A stern shout came from the corridor.

It's the math teacher, Ms. Gretel.With the lesson plan under her arm, she stepped on high heels and walked over aggressively, with serious eyes, mainly at the football team.

No matter what, Thompson didn't dare to hit anyone under the teacher's nose. He lowered his fist angrily, still looking at Dolores and Peter with vicious eyes, and quickly said, "Wait, girl! Peter Parker!"

"Don't call me 'chick'!" Dolores replied with the same viciousness.

Ms. Gretel approached and looked at Thompson and his team members coldly: "What are you doing? Trying to attack your classmates?! Don't think that winning a trophy for the school a few weeks ago can be bullying. The school warned you , if there is any more bullying behavior, the principal will have a good talk with your parents."

Her gaze was like a torch, sweeping across their faces, causing them to avoid it in embarrassment.

Thompson is obviously familiar with this kind of scene, he said indifferently: "I'm just saying hello, there will be no next time."

Ms. Great said still sternly: "You better, now, go to your coach. You should be training at this time."

Thompson took his followers away resentfully.

Peter was rather disappointed, he thought to himself, wishing Thompson and the others would come to him in the cafeteria, so he could beat them up and call mommy in full view—wait, that seemed a little too much.He regrettably abandoned the idea.

Ms. Gretel looked at them both: "Are you all right, what did he tell you?"

Peter subconsciously imagined that it was as usual, saying nothing, nothing happened.But Dolores was the first to reply: "They just came and invited me and Ellie to the pub tonight, I declined, and they said Peter was a nerd and Ned was his 'fat buddy'. They're annoying! She pouted her mouth involuntarily, angrily, but then she felt a little embarrassed: "But I also called them idiots and pigs later."

She stared at the toes of her shoes, feeling that she too would be reprimanded.But Teacher Gretel snorted, and said at the same time: "Believe me, I also hope that the students in Midtown High School can only use this kind of safe vocabulary when they make trouble and quarrel with each other."

Dolores understood that she was laughing at her childishness, and her cheeks blushed immediately.

Peter thought helplessly, usually high school students would not take the initiative to seek out the teacher when they had a conflict, nor would they rush to tell all the trivial details like elementary school students when the teacher asked.

Of course, when scolding people, they would not use words like idiot and pig so gently.

But that's probably what's so lovely about Dolores.Peter seems to understand why Ellie and Dolores are always caring like a parent. For example, when they talked to Teacher Gretel yesterday, it was because of this situation that they would get special care from people like the teacher.

Really hardworking.

Dolores stared down at the floor, as if a flower had grown out of nowhere, and Peter saw her ears protruding a little from her hair, flushed, and immediately said: "Ms. Gretel, thank you, we are going to class. "

"Of course, go."

Peter immediately took Dolores' hand and quickly left this awkward place.

Standing in the corridor, Ms. Gretel looked at the backs of her two students with a smile and exclaimed, "Young man, you are so cute."

It wasn't until she was about to enter the classroom that Dolores pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Peter, shouldn't I have said so much just now?" She said awkwardly.

In fact, she also knows that she seems a little naive, only one year younger than Ellie, but she is taken care of by Ellie everywhere, and sometimes her attitude towards herself makes her feel like she is still seven or eight years old.Rick and other friends used to tease her that she was still old enough to listen to bedtime stories, but Ellie shut them all up when they tried to give her a fairy-tale princess nickname.

Ruby stopped telling her bedtime stories when she was six, she whimpered, though he gave her a squishy panda instead, and she still uses it even now, even from Boston. Pandas are brought to New York.But whoever it is, she's happy to stand up and enjoy Ellie's special care and soft panda doll.

My panda Xixi is the best doll in the world! ! ! !

She roared in her heart, and Hao Ran was thrown out of the blue immediately.

Dolores obviously wanted a negative answer, and he complied, as Peter flinched at the sight of her shining emerald eyes.

"No, that's nothing, really." He tried to sound as sincere as possible.

Satisfied with the answer, Dolores smiled and hugged him, and said cheerfully, "Peter, you are so kind!" She walked briskly into the classroom, and Peter followed behind and whispered helplessly: "Ah, Who says it's not." There was an obvious smile in his eyes.

After finishing the second history class, the janitor came to the classroom and handed Dolores a brown paper package: "Your express delivery." Dolores opened her eyes wide and thought for a while before she remembered what Mars had said before. birthday gift.

She took the heavy package with unspeakable excitement, and smiled brightly at the janitor: "Thank you!!" Successfully blocked the other party's low-pitched complaints, he just said: "Next time, don't send it to the school!" Come, I will lose it." Dolores thanked suddenly: "Oh, yes, thank you sir."

She obviously didn't get the subtext of the janitor, so she really thought that someone reminded her kindly.Holding the package and walking back to the seat, several people came over immediately.

"What's this?" Peter asked.

Dolores quickly opened the brown paper with the words 'Dear Dolores Green' written on it carefully. When a corner of the gorgeous and thick cover appeared, she exclaimed: "Ah! This is..."

Wrapped in brown kraft paper is a thick and heavy tome that looks like a witch's spell book in a fairy tale. It looks like it has been around for a while, and the dark silver-plated lines smoothly outline a very complicated pattern on the rust-red cover. The complicated layers overlap like a totem-like painting, on which "Grimm's Story" is written in hot silver cursive script.

Ned gestured with his palm: "Wow, thicker than the palm of your hand."

Michelle's fingers touched the delicate touch of the concave and convex cover, and the gorgeous cursive characters looked particularly mysterious: ""Grimm's Tale"? Isn't it a Grimm's fairy tale?"

"This is the bedtime story I listened to when I was a child." She picked up the book carefully, feeling very heavy in her hand: "I remember that Ruby held it and read to me every night until I fell asleep." At that time, her hair was only two The British butler with gray temples used to sit in front of her bed every night, shrouded by the warm yellow lamp light, the light refracted by the round lenses blocked his eyes, the beard and the thin gold chain hanging from the eyes All falling light.The gentle and kind London accent told the story unhurriedly and sent her to a dreamland full of cotton candy and colorful bubbles.

Liz hugged her shoulders intimately: "Oh, that's so sweet."

She recalled it full of nostalgia, and when she turned the first page, several photos slid down.

"what is this??"

Peter picked up one curiously, with the year, month, and day written on the back of the photo, and the following line was obviously newly written in pen: My dear Luo and I, Utoland Manor.

Is it her picture?Peter turned the photo over. It was next to a swan fountain in a garden. A gentlemanly man in formal attire was holding a five or six-year-old girl. His golden hair was tied into two braids, and a flower was stuck in his ear. It was obviously a pink rose plucked from the nearby flowers, with pink and pleasing cheeks, wearing a red dress and small leather shoes, and Peter recognized her at a glance with her trademark bright smile. This is Dolores, although the photo The little girl on the map is obviously missing a tooth.

The other photos are also of this man and Dolores when she was a child. The photos of Dolores in the beautiful manor accompanied by Ruby, on a white swing, in a large swimming pool, Beside a foal.She smiles heartlessly in the photos, making playful and cute faces, sometimes in Ruby's arms, but more often she is running around on her short fleshy legs.

Of course, there is also a photo of Dolores sitting on the sofa with a man who seems to be very difficult to get along with. Behind the sofa is a decorated colorful Christmas tree. Reading the newspaper, Dolores stood next to him, looking at him innocently, with her mouth pursed, showing a little bit of shyness.

Peter looked at the photos and smiled, and Liz said bluntly, "Dolores, you look so cute!"

She looked like she wanted to kiss her twice, rubbing her cheek hard.

Several people circulated her childhood photos, and Dolores covered her face in embarrassment: "At that time, I was still missing a front tooth, so I couldn't speak well."

Michelle said calmly, "Oh, is that the kind of person who speaks softly and doesn't have a clear pronunciation, but tries hard to spit out every single word?"

Liz was silent for a while, and her mind was full of the small baby Dolores talking to the adults in a serious manner with her mouth missing her front teeth. She suddenly felt that she was so cute that she hugged her Dolores rubbed furiously: "I really want to steal you home!"

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Calm down!it's out of the question! !