[Zhongyingmei] Give me a chance to change clothes

"Hey, hey, save that skewer of grilled squid for a while, and I'll eat it as soon as I finish eating the skewer!"

While chewing the barbecue in his mouth, Lou Yun raised his finger and pointed at a bunch of fragrant squids on the grill, talking vaguely without greed.

"No one is robbing you, so eat slowly." Tony turned helplessly and took a bottle of cold beer and poured half a glass for Lou Yun.

Lou Yun took the cup and put it beside him, picked up the skewer of grilled squid, sprinkled some chili powder and cumin on it, took a bite and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, then moved it to Tony's mouth, smiling: " Give you a bite."

"I can only take one bite?" Tony took a bite with a look of heartache and disbelief, and then returned to normal in a second, "Oh, it tastes good!"

After speaking, he took several skewers and put them on the grill to roast, then pointed to them and said to Lou Yun in Chinese: "My, understand?"

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha, ha cough, cough cough!" Listening to Tony's Chinese with a foreigner's accent, Lou Yun almost spit out the squid, and after being choked, he stubbornly gave Tony a thumbs up.

"Very Good!"

While flipping through the squid, Tony hesitated and thought: Is that sentence wrong in Chinese?It shouldn't be.

But on the surface, he still kept his smile unmoved, and switched back to fluent English, "If you don't want to eat, you can keep laughing, Ms. Lou Yun."

Listen, even the polite words came out, Lou Yun quickly suppressed his laughter, and said solemnly: "I want to eat, woo woo, bake it for me!"

KO

What Tony could do was to raise his hands and surrender.

Lou Yun rolled into his arms, wiped his oily paws casually on a paper towel, grabbed his boyfriend's face and gave a mouthful, smiling childishly, "Yeah, you're the best!"

Tony was still pretending to be polite, "So, Ms. Lou Yun, where is the best range?"

Lou Yun replied without hesitation: "Of course you are the best in the world!"

******

After the two-day trip to the beach, the two leisurely flew to various resorts/confession holy places. The dynamics on Twitter made the rest of Avengers eat dog food, just want to poke their eyes, but This is not over yet, since Peter accidentally leaked Mr. Tony's plan, all the Avengers who were forced to know have joined the plan, and started a miserable labor life of creating dog food by themselves and eating it on the day of the plan .

Clint Barton inserted his precious arrows upside down according to the shape of the base with a blank face, and buckled the mechanism one by one, while almost talking to himself: "I'm so stupid, really, why did I go to find The big tin can confirm the authenticity, otherwise he wouldn't know, and I can go home and have a picnic with my babies now."

Natasha, who was nearby, was holding a weird-shaped pen and was rapidly sketching something on the three-dimensional virtual board. Hearing this, she squinted at him, and said in her tone: "I'm so stupid, really, Why didn't I stop you in time when I knew you were an idiot, now it's all right, everyone is together, uh-painful and happy."

"Hey, please, don't attack me now." Clint stuck out his tongue, "I'm reflecting on myself."

Steve easily carried a big rock in one hand and walked to the next door, turned his head and said something to excuse Hawkeye: "Even if Clint doesn't ask, Tony will know sooner or later, and after all, it is such a thing, I Happy to help."

After speaking, he couldn't help smiling, and then his figure disappeared around the corner.

A scream came from next door at this time, "Cyclops! Watch your movements!"

"Damn it! I don't even want to do a summer practice like this!"

"Accept fate, the professor himself lent us to the Avengers."

After a burst of noisy noise, it returned to silence. Natasha shrugged her shoulders and said, "The boys in Xavier School are really energetic."

"Hulk is going to smash it!!! Roar!!!"

Not only was there a loud roar at this moment, even the ground shook, and the two had to withdraw their attention to maintain their balance.

"Excellent." Hawkeye stared at the arrow in his hand and forced a smile, "Our big green guy is not bad either."

"Maybe Tony shouldn't ask Hulk for help."

"It doesn't matter, this building damage fee is nothing to Tony."

"Maybe you're right."

"That," Peter, who has been hiding behind the spider silk collector since just now, leaned out half of his body weakly, actively admitting his mistakes and self-reflecting, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being quick to talk, I clearly promised Mr. Stark not to say anything Yes, if I hadn't said it, maybe everyone wouldn't have to work so hard—of course! I'm not saying that Mr. Stark is bad, I am very happy to be able to help Mr. Stark..."

"Stop, stop, stop, it's not your fault, it's all the fault of that big iron pot, you don't have to blame yourself!" Hawkeye saw that the poor little boy was getting more and more self-closing, so he quickly stopped and threw the blame on Tony very smoothly. , and tried to organize words to comfort him, "emmm, you have to think like this—"

Unexpectedly, before the words came out, Peter suddenly talked about something wrong, and his face was touched and excited, which made Clint and Natasha think that they had missed something, "Mr. I have learned a lot from myself, although I don’t know what to do with collecting my spider silk this time, but I am looking forward to it! So I will definitely work hard!”

Hawkeye: "..."

Natasha: "..."

"But speaking of it, I remember that Mr. Stark was just inviting, not forcing, why didn't you refuse?" After the words blurted out, he felt that there was a problem with his wording, and he stammered and tried to remedy it, but the answers of the two had already successively sounded.

"Oh, he must know that there is no way for us to refuse such a request, it's really cunning."

"If you refuse, you will feel uneasy conscience for the rest of your life. Maybe you can still dream about it at night."

The two stopped what they were doing, looked at each other, and smiled tacitly.

"Uh, I seem to understand it, and I don't seem to understand it very well, but it's great that everyone's thoughts are the same as mine!" Peter continued his work while being elated, and he also had a tendency to continue chattering.

After the two exchanged eye contact information, Natasha simply stood up.

"If I could, I'd like to—hmmm?!"

Peter was locked from behind and covered his mouth. The spider's five sensitive senses allowed him to clearly feel the soft touch. His face turned red all of a sudden. He was so at a loss that he didn't dare to struggle at all. Take a gesture of surrender.

Hawkeye stretched out his fist and gave a thumbs up after watching, "Nice job."

Little Spider: I'm so miserable, why don't you let me speak?