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Thor took his friends to visit around Asgard, until dusk came, and the three warriors came to invite everyone to a banquet together.

"Vandal and Hogan have emptied the wine cellar, and a lot of people are coming, so it's going to be a lot of fun."

Sif said with a smile.

Thor was very happy, he patted Steve on the shoulder and said to everyone: "Come on guys!! Have fun, our Asgard banquets are always very interesting."

Good wine is essential, as well as delicious food and good music, which is enough to have an exotic appeal.

Tony smirked and asked, "How many beautiful local girls are there at the party?"

Thor laughed loudly: "There are so many that you will be dazzled!!"

"Then there's nothing to say, of course I have to go!"

Peter and Dolores looked at each other, and they both had a tacit understanding. Dolores said to them, "Peter and I will not go."

She curled her lips: "Because it doesn't sound suitable for minors."

Peter quickly said: "Go and play, we will take Van Gogh around here to see the sunset or something."

Of course the adults had no objection to this, and Thor patted Peter on the shoulder: "Okay, young man, if you need anything, you can find a maid or a guard at any time, and you two can go wherever you want."

Van Gogh meowed twice, and he scratched his chin with a smile: "If you are hungry, you can catch the fish in the lake, take care of these two, you can do it?"

The big cat raised its head proudly, raised its front paw and patted the two of them on the head twice.

The meaning was clear, everyone laughed and followed Thor to the banquet.

The gentle golden afterglow shone on the earth, Peter and Dolores waited until everyone had left, and took Van Gogh for a walk into a garden of Asgard.

The terrain here is very high, and they can overlook the Rainbow Bridge and the golden water.

There are lush plants growing in the garden, and the breeze blows, and there seems to be a faint fragrance of petals floating in the air.

Tall stone towers stood next to the gorgeous buildings of Asgard. Dolores glanced over those beautiful castles, and turned to look at the setting sun in the distance that had not completely sunk.

This is a beautiful scenery, which makes people in it very comfortable.

No one disturbed them here, and Van Gogh was standing high on a high platform not far away, as if enjoying this moment.

Peter approached her from behind, their bodies came close, feeling each other's warmth intimately.

Dolores leaned into his arms relaxedly, Peter's hands gently wrapped her waist.

"Asgard is beautiful."

Peter tilted his head slightly, rubbed his cheek against her fluffy hair, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "After all, this is God's Domain—"

Dolores laughed twice, raised her hand and put it on Peter's hand around her waist, and held it tightly.

"I want to know what Nahagana is like. Migratory birds have lived on the earth for so long, and they still miss their hometown. But my mother would rather stay here for my father, and even betray Nahagana for him... ..”

Hearing the faint depression in her words, Peter tightened his arms holding her.

He looked at Dolores' side face, which was enveloped in the afterglow and outlined a layer of gold, but there was no sadness.

Dolores suddenly turned her head and looked up, her lake-like emerald eyes stared at him with a faint smile: "Are you thinking that I seem to be stronger than you imagined?"

Peter pursed his lips and smiled: "A little bit."

"I've listened to the recordings you gave them and you were crying," he said.

Peter suddenly turned her over and faced her with a solemn expression: "I really wish I was there."

Dolores immediately threw herself into his arms: "You are so kind!"

The two burst out laughing.

Dolores raised her head and kissed him loudly, then giggled and said, "As a crown prince who has never seen his subjects and planet with his own eyes, I think you are a pretty good boyfriend."

"As...Spider-Man and the Avengers I also think you'd be a great girlfriend."

After Peter finished speaking, he frowned angrily: "Oh, I seem to have lost compared to you."

Dolores stared at him, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

With a hot face, she stepped her head into the socket of his neck, and her whole body stuck to him like a koala.

Peter has a particularly good smell, Dolores thought shyly, she likes it very much.

"This is the third time."

Peter said suddenly, he whispered with a smile.

What third time?

Dolores raised her head curiously, and Peter sighed regretfully, gently rubbing his forehead against hers, and chuckled.

The breath of the two is intertwined, and their breaths smell each other.

"It really frustrates me. The first time you took the initiative, it was you on the street just now, and now this time, as your boyfriend, I feel very frustrated."

Dolores laughed heartily, a little proudly: "I won! I like you more than you."

Peter said meaningfully: "Oh, is it?"

He raised his arm with a low smile, caressing her cheek with his fingers.

"Then I guess I'll have to win it back."

Peter's voice was low, and Dolores felt as if a feather had gently scratched Dolores's ears, and immediately shrank her shoulders subconsciously.

She seemed to realize what was going to happen next, her cheeks became hotter, and her eyelashes trembled twice in a panic.

The boy's breath came closer, and his palms were pressed against her back, as if he was pushing her towards him forcefully.

But in fact, Peter was obviously very nervous, and he didn't even dare to look at her, his ears were red, so he kissed her with a bit of youthful bravery.

This time it was different from their previous kissing. They were skin to skin, and Dolores could clearly feel Peter's heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out with the hand on his chest.

This is a kiss in the real sense, Peter is almost fascinated by it, his tense muscles seem to be trembling slightly because of it, his heartbeat and brain have reached a strange resonance, almost The mind is agitated and dazzled.

Dolores tasted a little sweet.

In a narrow gap in his brain, his remaining rationality is still seriously thinking. There will be such a wonderful chemical reaction between hormones and dopamine. He didn't expect this. Intense, as if a group of angels were singing hymns to him overhead.

The satisfaction and joy brought by this intimacy cannot be described in words, and Peter couldn't help sighing sincerely when he thought of the girl he was kissing at this moment.

God, thank you so much! !

Peter let go of her slightly, and Dolores' face was as red as a tomato.

Her eyes were sparkling, her lips were as red as rose petals, the corners of her mouth were wet, and her breath seemed a little messy.

Peter took a deep breath, and found that his eyes were still lingering on her lips, so he followed his heart honestly, bowed his head slightly and kissed again.

The voice was still very loud, and Dolores pursed her lips for this, and knocked him angrily.

Peter laughed from the bottom of his heart, the muscles on his face seemed completely uncontrollable, showing how excited and happy he is now.

He thinks he's a little addicted.

"It's a silly laugh."

His girlfriend gave him such an evaluation of his current expression, and then laughed as if she couldn't help it.

Suddenly Peter groaned uncontrollably, then cupped her cheeks and kissed her one after another.

"Really, I'm kind of obsessed, is that a good thing?"

He kissed her nose and forehead, making her giggle.

Peter asked seriously: "Will you be angry if I bite you now?"

Dolores couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I absolutely will."

"I love you so much! My God!! I'm done!!"

He kissed her heavily on her lips again, as if he couldn't express his current mood, hugged her tightly, buried his face in her blond hair, and breathed her breath.

"It seems a bit silly, but I have to say, I am incredible, you will never think how much I like you!!"

Like a little boy who has obtained a long-awaited treasure, Peter is almost at a loss for this sudden happiness, he is at a loss and clumsy, as if he is about to faint from joy.

He even picked up Dolores and turned around in a circle.

Dolores laughed loudly, intoxicated in the sweet air happily.

"I like you much more than you like me!"

"Impossible! I like you much more than you like me."

"Well, my liking is a teaspoon more than yours."

"Then I'll have one more can than yours, one bigger than Coca-Cola."

"Mine is one more saucepan than yours!"

"Then mine will be two more saucepans than yours."

"Hey! You're cheating!"

Two sweet and silly little lovers got together and talked childishly silly words, the sun gradually set, the sky turned purple mixed with twilight blue, and the twinkling starry sky quietly appeared above their heads.

Van Gogh squinted impatiently at the two people who were sticking together not far away, chattering and laughing strangely, and seemed very annoyed by their harassment.

Incomprehensible.

How stupid.