[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

"Oh, why are you crying like this before I leave? Are you so reluctant to part with me?"

I was stunned by the movement of lying on the bed, and turned my back following the voice.

Deadpool stood behind me with his face in his hands and a grin—he actually pretended he was gone!It hurts me...

When I saw him, I couldn't beat it, and the anger came out again. I picked up my beloved little pillow and threw it at him vigorously.

I don't know if he didn't react or avoided it on purpose, the little pillow hit his head without pain, and then fell to the ground gently.

"You go! Who told you to come into my room? I don't want to see you!" I felt a little annoyed when I said that, obviously I didn't mean it that way, what should I do if Wade really left?

I stared at him with some swollen eyes, but fortunately he didn't really leave, but took a few steps towards me.

"Go away!" I whispered to him, looking around for something to throw at him.

"I'm not going~ I'm not going! You were crying because of me just now, once I'm gone, you little bastard will never talk to me, right?" He twisted his waist in front of me, "I guess right?"

"You! You..." I sniffed and was speechless in frustration.

Before he could think of what to say, Wade looked at me for a while, then threw his arms wide open and rushed towards me.

I was pushed onto my little bed by him again, he hugged me tightly and said to himself, "I'm so sorry, I've already let that bad woman go, she'll never come here again, she Then I'll kill her..."

I pressed his face and pushed it away, but just after I pushed his face away, I reluctantly leaned forward again.

"You, you can't kill her..." I said sullenly, and then sighed pretendingly, "But... besides her? Do you have any ex-girlfriends or current girlfriends? I think we To be clear..."

Deadpool immediately became alert, he rolled his eyes, "No! Not a single one!"

"..." I looked at him suspiciously, and soon I noticed something was wrong, "What are you doing with the back of your hand behind your back?"

Deadpool, who was picking up a few groups of people from the address book with his mobile phone behind his back to send "Please pretend not to know me when you see me" text message, immediately clamped the mobile phone between his buttocks, raised his hands as if surrendering, trembling all over Say, "Nothing, nothing!"

On the other side, Wolverine Logan standing naked/naked in front of the window with a cigar in his mouth raised his head. He looked at his mobile phone on the small table by the sofa and suddenly vibrated.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the message on it, but the message came from Deadpool.

"Deadpool?" Logan squinted his eyes strangely and read the short message aloud, "Please pretend you don't know me when you see me in the future."

"...Stupid." Logan rolled his eyes and threw the phone aside, "That would be the best."

I looked at Wade's panicked face and suddenly felt a little funny, and began to think about whether there was a line between us. At the beginning, I just wanted to try to communicate with him, because at that time I quite recognized him. In other words, I felt that I was really pampering him, and seemed to like him a little bit.

But even if I do get married, I shouldn't judge what has happened, because I have had crushes on other boys before, let alone I have no intention of getting married now.

Seeing that I haven't answered for a long time, Deadpool's smile is a little stiff.

But soon he lowered his head again and buried his head in my neck/neck.

I pushed him hard, but he leaned against me and took a deep breath.

He seemed to be a little unusual, which caused me to dare not move again.

Deadpool pulled up his hood and tentatively kissed my lips. I looked at him suspiciously and didn't move.

Perhaps because he felt that he had my tacit approval, Deadpool's actions became bolder.

His mouth slid down and opened the corner of my clothes.Then...then I covered my mouth in bewilderment, and half stood up and looked at him in surprise.

Deadpool blinked at me, but didn't stop.

I wanted to stop him, but for some reason when I put my hand down to speak, the voice became very strange, whispering nothing like myself.

Hmm... is he trying to do to me what he just saw in the movie?But it looked painful...and Aunt May was in the next room!

Suddenly, Deadpool's movements stopped.

He narrowed his eyes warily and looked up towards the door.

The strange uncontrollable feeling in my body gradually dissipated, and I immediately pushed him away. The knife on his back may have hit the railing of my bed, making a crisp crashing sound in the quiet night.

"Petra...?" Aunt Mei murmured dazedly into my ears from far away, and I immediately held my breath and listened carefully to the voice outside the door.

I heard that Aunt Mei seemed to get up and walked slowly to my room.

Turning my head in a panic, I couldn't help but glared at Deadpool.

Deadpool stared blankly at me as if he hadn't reacted yet, so I immediately pushed his head down, covered him with a thin quilt, and prayed that Aunt May wouldn't come in.

"Petra...what's wrong?" Aunt Mei yawned, her voice getting closer, "I seem to hear something, is it coming from your room?"

I didn't answer, but stretched out a hand to cover Deadpool's mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Am I hallucinating? I seem to hear a dog barking?" Aunt Mei muttered to herself, and then there was the sound of metal colliding on the doorknob.

"Aunt Mei...what are you doing? What time is it now? I'm so sleepy..." I immediately half sat up and muttered, but Aunt Mei paused when she raised her hand to turn on the light. She put down her hand and turned on the light. It didn't work out.

"Huh? I thought I heard a voice coming from your room just now?" She squinted her eyes and asked.

I stretched out my hands and rubbed my eyes, "Oh... probably I dropped the phone on the side of the table when I was sleeping."

"Really...?" She seemed a little puzzled, "But the voice doesn't sound like—"

Hey! ! !Yuexiong's mouth was poked, and my body suddenly shook.

"Petra? What's wrong with you?" Aunt May asked a few steps forward.

I lowered my head subconsciously, and happened to see Deadpool sticking out a finger... I was about to be blown up!Doesn't he know what the most important thing should be now?

"By the way, what is that big ball behind you? Is it too dark and I'm too sleepy so my eyes are dazzled?"

"No...it's nothing." I pretended to yawn—to be honest, I was really sleepy now, and then I turned my back to Aunt Mei to block the Deadpool behind me, and buried my head in the thin quilt, " I'm going to bed, I have school tomorrow."

No—it was only after I finished speaking that I remembered that tomorrow is the weekend.

But Aunt Mei may have fallen asleep herself and didn't notice something was wrong.

"Oh, okay, okay. Good night, Petra..." Aunt May lowered her voice, and finally closed the door and left. This made me slightly relieved, but at the same time I felt a little helpless.

I cheated on Aunt May again, but this time it wasn't about Spider-Man...it was about Deadpool.

I glared at Deadpool, who was so close to me, almost touching my cheek, and snorted unhappily.

Deadpool put his hands under his head and bent his legs. It looks like he's going to spend the night here?

"What did you want to do just now?" Afraid of attracting Aunt Mei again, I asked in a low voice dissatisfied.

Deadpool didn't answer my question directly, he stretched out a hand to stroke my brown hair scattered on my forehead, and just blinked his eyes and looked at me silently.

I feel a little uncomfortable being watched like this... Here I go again, I hear my heart beating again.

What's even stranger than this is that when I could clearly feel my heart beating, and Deadpool was just lying next to me and staring at me, I actually fell asleep with peace of mind.

Before I fell asleep, I vaguely noticed that his eyes moved down, and he whispered in my ear, "Is your Yuexiong a bit older? By the way, your aunt's genes are so good, will it be more... "

"..." Is that enough?My aunt and I are not related by blood.

I really wanted to punch him, but I was so sleepy, the vision in front of me gradually narrowed, and finally fell into darkness.

When I was about to wake up in a daze in the morning, I only felt myself curled up in a small corner of the bed.

I first reached out and touched my itchy cheek, then touched my side.

The sheets still had warmth left but nothing else.

Slowly opened his eyes, the light revealed clues through the curtains, but Deadpool was gone, as if everything yesterday was just an illusion.

I sat up from the bed, stretched a big lazy waist, and then started to wash.

Of course I have to go out on weekends, and the reason I explained to Aunt Mei is to work, and Aunt Mei has not given me pocket money for a long time.Of course I didn't actually work at all - you know, doing what Spider-Man is supposed to do.

Thinking carefully about removing the responsibilities of studying, living, and being a Spider-Man, I have very little time left, let alone find a suitable part-time job.

So when the Youtube dividends are about the same, I know I'm going to be in trouble.

What?You say I can continue to upload Spider-Man videos on Youtube?

Um, do you know how troublesome it is to shoot a video?

First of all, I have to have a camera or mobile phone, and put them on a tree or other places to take pictures of my heroic appearance, so as not to be found out that this is Spider-Man himself, and someone will follow the IP address to find the door and drop the vest.

Second...my camera is gone.

Yes, it was stolen on the bench during the last video shoot.

Is it particularly unlucky?

Finally - as more and more people know about my existence, many passers-by will take out their mobile phones to film me, so that my videos are no longer exclusivity.

The dividends on YouTube are also getting less and less, which can be almost ignored.

I sighed, I was forced to think about how to hug Mr. Stark's thigh because of my livelihood.

"I'm going to work!" I walked out while picking up my bag, but within two steps, I found that the tabby cat next door Todd, who had been moving for a while, had a new resident. There was a lot of movement and exaggerated Laughter came through.

Curious to look in through the open door to see who the new neighbors really are.

But after seeing the man behind the messy furniture, I froze.

Noticing that he was about to turn his head to see me, I immediately squatted down to avoid his sight and left here.