[Comprehensive British and American] Deep love and one net

There were not too many people in the lecture theater, and there were dozens of students sitting sparsely. Most of them chose this one because they couldn't take other open classes.

Peter couldn't help but be thankful that the last two or three rows were empty.

He straightened his body, trying to maintain a sitting posture.

A layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, and one or two grains of sweat slowly slid down his back.

"Senior, stop..."

Peter has always been thrown into the crowd and has no sense of presence. He has always been well-behaved on the surface and has never done anything out of the ordinary.

Now even though he was bullied by Angus, he was too embarrassed to fight with him in the lecture hall in front of so many people, let alone it was still class time.

Angus looked at the blush on the boy's face with satisfaction, and he rested his chin with his other hand, as if what happened at the moment had nothing to do with him.

Just looking at his face, it seems that he is just staring at the blackboard and his deskmate Peter Parker in a daze.

"This class is really boring."

Most of the students in the classroom are entertaining themselves, either playing mobile phones or reading comics.

The sunlight is jumping between the branches and leaves of the tall plane trees, penetrating in bit by bit.

Fortunately, the air conditioner is turned on in the classroom, otherwise, even if there are few people, it will feel hot and dry.

The warmth of the sun sprinkled on the body, making people lazy.

The professor was also lacking energy in his lectures, as if he could fall asleep in the next second.

The sandwiches exposed to the sun exude the aroma of food on the table.

Pickled cucumber, tomato sauce, cheese and sausage, mixed with the breath from the human body, drilled into Peter's chest carefully.

Even if he protested against his seniors bullying him in public, such a peaceful and warm scene is rare.

Peter had seen Angus come to the classroom as a professor's assistant, and he did not expect that Angus would be willing to spend time as his deskmate.

Staying in this large and bright classroom, there is always an illusion of another world, as if the flame monster the day before yesterday and the horrible mummy before were just a dream.

When get out of class was over, the auditorium was empty.

The senior took out the sandwiches and snacks and placed them on the table.

"There's afternoon tea, what's this? You'll gain weight." Peter protested again.

"OK, you watch, I eat. Do you need to lose weight?"

Angus squeezed out a piece of pickled cucumber and stuffed it into his mouth. It was crisp, crisp, sweet and sour.

"Even if you want to lose weight, you have to wait until you are full to lose strength!"

Peter had no plan to lose weight. He also grabbed a sandwich and ate it happily.

"It's covered in sauce, you little greedy cat!"

Angus' handsome face magnified in front of his eyes, before Peter could react, his dexterous tongue licked his mouth, and pecked him on the cheek.

"Delicious, delicious."

Peter got another big blush.

"No, there will be students coming here anytime..."

"It doesn't matter, I have a thick skin, and I don't mind." Angus knew that he would care a little bit, after all, this kid is so thin-skinned, "I've been eaten up inside and out, and you still have to talk to me?" Why am I ashamed, really."

He rubbed Peter's head, and felt that he was not enjoying himself, so he stretched out his hand and came back again, forcibly messing up Peter's combed hair, as if he had just done something terrible .

"what!"

Peter gave a sudden cry.

"What's wrong? I didn't do anything." Angus dangled his hands in front of his eyes as if surrendering, and quickly hung down to grab a bag of French fries and opened it to eat.

He first squeezed a mouthful and stuffed it into Peter's mouth.

Peter shook his head, "The teacher assigned homework in class just now, did you pay attention?"

"Of course not. My ears, my eyes, and my heart are all about you. How can I care about what that bad old man is saying, let alone I'm just here to play class."

"It's terrible, I didn't pay attention to it, I forgot to do my last homework and it was written down!"

"Ask the other students. It's a big deal."

"I don't know anyone else... There was a classmate who came to the class together, but she changed the subject again."

"Wow, then wait to be demerited!" Angus smiled gloatingly, and he ate the French fries piece by piece, enjoying himself.

Peter snatched the French fries suddenly, "Don't eat any more!"

"It's too much, and I didn't make you miss your homework."

Angus took out another bag of snacks from his backpack, not going to fight Peter for the bag of chips.

"Hi! Why did you buy so much!"

Without hesitation, Peter reached out and snatched the new snacks.

Angus' hands were empty, and he was not angry, but his eyes were bright and menacing.

"It's okay to take it away, I have better food!"

He came over to hold Peter's face with both hands, and clasped it firmly, wrapped his lips unceremoniously around, biting and kissing, and didn't let go.

"Obviously you bullied me, senior..."

Peter was aggrieved.

Peter held the snacks he had snatched from Angus in both hands, and he couldn't spare his hands to resist.

He had no choice but to let Angus run amok.

"You kid likes it so cheap and good-looking!" Angus grabbed the backpack with his backhand and took out his mobile phone from it.

There is a photo of the courseware that he specially took during class, which records the homework left over from this long and boring public class.

"So you wrote it down, senior, I love you so much!"

"Get out! You even confiscated the snacks from me, now you know how to make love to me?"

Angus pushed him away in disgust, picked up his backpack and was about to leave.

"I, I, I, I was wrong!" Peter hastily put his arms around Angus' waist, and dragged him back.

Angus naturally didn't stand still, and sat down on Peter's lap.

Peter hugged him, hugged him into his arms and moved him to a more comfortable position.

He rubbed his head over, wagging his tail like begging for mercy.

"Senior, don't be angry..." Peter patted Angus as if he was hugging a child, "The best food is here!"

"What kind of delicious food do you have?"

"You can try it." Peter didn't care if anyone would come in.

Angus glanced at him, and he picked up what was left of the sandwich.

Instead of taking a bite, he removed the bread from the top of the sandwich.

He dipped his fingers in the ketchup on the dipped vegetables, then smeared them over Peter's mouth.

Scarlet ketchup clings to Peter's mouth, looking like lipstick that hasn't been applied evenly.

Angus looked at the flaming red lips on his little lover's mouth, pursed his lips and smiled, grabbed his phone and turned on the selfie mode.

"Smile, my little fool!"

Peter had a feeling of being forced to go into business. In order to appease the senior, he had no choice but to allow him to take pictures of his appearance as if he drank human blood.

When Peter went to dear Mr. Stark's studio again, he couldn't help asking the world's smartest intelligent AI to hack into Senior Angus's phone and delete this photo.

It's a pity that the simple Peter didn't know that Tony kept the photo.

This is going to be a great joke at Avengers dinners in the future, and of course, Tony swears he didn't mean to.

With ketchup on his mouth, Peter's face became even whiter, like a piece of white dough.

It is also slippery to the touch.

"Senior, do you want to eat it?"

Peter prayed that his spider sense would work a bit, and he was always ready to wipe the scarlet off his mouth quickly when someone rushed in.

Angus was not prepared to help him get rid of the ketchup. He seemed obsessed with taking selfies and couldn't help himself, and he was just hanging out with Peter.

"Senior..."

Peter didn't dare to wipe it with his hands, so he begged bitterly.

"Sorry little fool, I don't like tomato flavor, but you can't wipe it off! Maybe you can wait for someone who comes in to help you see how cute you are! It's like a small intestine in the red light district of Los Angeles!"

Ten thousand alpacas ran past in Peter's heart, "Senior, please spare me!"

"No one will save you even if you shout your throat out!"

Angus smiled.

"Broken throat, broken throat, come and save me!"

Angus laughed.

The two of them made a fuss in the study room where no one else was around, until the bell for the next class rang, and no one came here.

Maybe it's because this lecture theater is on the highest floor, and there is no elevator in the teaching building. Presumably most people would not be willing to come here for self-study.

Peter's guess was of course wrong.

If he had known that Angus was Lan Yan, he would have thought that this was actually the work of this mysterious super-capable user.

Angus just wanted to stay with Peter in the classroom for a while longer.

The shadows of the sycamore trees are full of pines and pines, and the sun is dappled.

This beautiful and quiet time is really worth using all the superpowers to guard.

The fight between the two eventually turned into a hot and hot kiss.

Angus hooked Peter's neck, and in every second of the passionate kiss, he gave devout sincerity and full enthusiasm.

With great power comes great responsibility.

He knew there was no way he could convince Spider-Man of such a selfless notion.

Since Spider-Man is destined to want to protect the world.

Then he is willing to protect him.

The sun sweeps everything in the room through the loose tree shadows, and the lingering summer breeze tries its best to appease the birds on the plane trees, not wanting their chirping to disturb the tenderness of the lovers.

If it wasn't for the student union and something else happened, Angus would be willing to stay in the classroom.

Peter also reluctantly went to another classroom, he still had a class.

Although it is not very interesting, it is very important for credits.

Peter didn't want to miss homework or any important knowledge points again.

He tried to concentrate on the lesson, but his spider sense distracted him.

Peter was sure that he was not dazzled, and that the man standing at the door of the classroom was indeed pointing his finger at him.

"Peter Parker, come out."

He read each other's lips.

However, Peter didn't remember knowing this person.

That man obviously didn't have enough patience, he took another step forward, if he continued one more step, he would come into the classroom!

Peter had to stand up and go out.

He racked his brains to search for the face in his mind.

He was sure he didn't know this man who was exuding a dangerous aura all over his body, not to mention his spider sense made his hairs stand on end.

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