[Zhongyingmei] My girlfriend's father beats me all the time

night.

After watching Rebecca enter her room, Peter slowly returned to his own room next door.

In the room, on the bed was the silver box given by Happy.

Peter walked to the bed, looked at the box with his head tilted for a long time, and murmured: "What could be in here? Mr. Stark is so angry today, he probably won't give me any presents?"

The silver box was lying there quietly, and nothing could be seen. To be honest, this looked very similar to the equipment box that Happy gave me when I was in Germany last time.

Peter scratched his head, forget it, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what was inside, so he might as well just open it and take a look, he stretched out his hand and pressed the lock of the box.

"Clap!"

The case was opened and there was nothing in the black lined case, oh no!He reached out and picked up a post-it note from inside, on which a line of words was written in a flying style: "Put your battle suit here, and Harpy will come to pick up the box tomorrow." Signed: Tony Stark.

Peter sighed deeply and dropped his shoulders.

Well, that's the punishment, once again, Mr. Stark confiscating his suit.

Peter walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and fell on the bed with the note in his hand, why am I obviously doing something good, Mr. Stark!He said silently in his heart, I saved a lot of people today, although they didn't thank me very much, but I still did a good deed, didn't I?He threw the note aside, covered his face with his arms aggrievedly, and lay there motionless.

half an hour.

Peter sat up suddenly, dawdled for a while, went to the locker and took out the suit given by Mr. Stark, touched it with some reluctance, and said softly: "Sorry, I will pick it up soon You come back, okay?"

Zhanyi can't speak, so naturally he can't answer him.It was carefully put into the silver box by Peter, and the big white eyes looked at Peter, as if asking why.

Peter covered it with his hand, paused for a long time, then suddenly covered the silver box, turned around and walked towards the terrace.

It was getting late, and most people in Xavier had already fallen asleep. The lights went out one after another. Peter squatted on the balcony railing, holding his chin, looking at the forest and the distant mountains in the night, and sighed.

After a long time, there was a noise next door, and he turned his head.

Rebecca pushed open the French windows leading to the terrace and came out.

"Hey! Why aren't you asleep yet?" Peter asked.

Rebecca went to the railing, looked at Xavier's night, and said, "Because there's an annoying guy who keeps moaning."

With a look of embarrassment on Peter's face, he said apologetically, "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"A cheerful guy like you sometimes sighs?" Rebecca leaned on the balcony railing, looked up at Peter and asked, "Why?"

Peter hugged his knees and said, "It's nothing."

"Okay!" Rebecca shrugged, not intending to ask further, "You'd better stop sighing, it sounds very uncomfortable!"

Peter nodded and said, "I'll try my best." After finishing speaking, seeing that Rebecca didn't seem to be going to ask the bottom line, he was silent for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you keep asking?"

Rebecca smiled and said, "What are you asking? Why don't you sleep and sigh here in the middle of the night?"

Peter nodded honestly and said, "Well, I thought you'd be curious."

"I asked why just now, and you said it's nothing, which means you don't want me to continue asking. Out of politeness, of course I won't continue asking." Rebecca said, "Besides, I'm not that curious about why you sighed."

Peter was a little disappointed and said: "Oh, so it is."

Rebecca glanced at Peter, who seemed to be eager to talk, and said, "But, do you want to talk?"

Peter looked at her, saw a slight smile in her blue-gray eyes, and murmured: "I..." He suddenly didn't want her to know the reason for his sigh, "You are so late. It’s not because I sighed that I didn’t sleep, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t you really be the Princess and the Pea in Lilith’s mouth?”

"Of course I'm not the princess and the pea. To be honest, I can't do such a stupid thing as sleeping on more than a dozen layers of mattresses." Rebecca turned her head and looked at the night sky, "I'm just a little obsessed with beds, the beds here are too Soft, and..."

Peter looked at Rebecca, waited for a while but didn't wait for her second sentence, and asked, "What else?"

Rebecca pursed her lips and said, "Also, I couldn't sleep because I was so angry!"

Peter instantly understood what she meant. She was angry with Magneto. He wanted to persuade her not to be angry, but he scratched his head a little. He lost his parents when he was very young. None, so he couldn't persuade her not to be angry, and he couldn't give her good advice.

"From my birth to now, my mother has never concealed anything from me, including who my father is!" Rebecca said softly, "She also told me that he is neither a good person nor a bad person, At least he wasn't a bad guy in his role as a lover and father. She said he didn't come to see me because she didn't allow it. However, I always wanted to see him, so when I turned 18 I decided to leave home Go out and meet him."

Peter looked at Rebecca, quietly moved a few steps towards her terrace, leaned against the edge of her terrace, and asked, "He is different from what you imagined."

Rebecca bent her lips, smiled, and said, "No, it's very consistent with the information I integrated from various channels."

Well?Peter looked at her suspiciously and asked, "If that's the case, why are you angry?"

Rebecca shrugged, looked at him innocently, and said, "Oh, girls have changeable emotions. I can't explain it to you in detail. Anyway, I'm just very angry."

What?Girls are moody?Peter remembered what she said about girls' intuition before, and suddenly felt that girls, creatures like this, became mysterious. He said, "Well, I don't really understand all the things you said about girls."

Rebecca turned her head, saw Peter's cute expression, smiled, and said, "Hey, girls are very strange animals!"

Peter shook his head and said, "I don't think so!"

"Girls cry very strangely!" Rebecca said.

Peter asked inexplicably, "It's a strange crying point? Sorry, why do you say that? As far as I know, no girl I know, no matter how old or young, doesn't have the strange crying point you mentioned."

Rebecca looked at him with her head tilted and said, "Really? But, what I said is true. For example, my mother, she sometimes looks at a watch and cries, and sometimes she cries after negotiating a big deal. Anyway, you don't know why she's crying, it's super weird."

"What about you?" Peter asked.

Rebecca thought for a while and said, "I think I'm quite normal."

Peter was speechless. If Rebecca's mother knew that her daughter was complaining about her, would she be so angry that she would cry?

Before Peter could say anything, Rebecca suddenly whispered, "Hey, do you know? Girls are actually scary creatures!"

"Huh?" Peter asked in a daze, "Scary?"

"Yes, do you know any animal in this world that can bleed for a week without dying?" Rebecca asked with a smile.

Peter hesitated and said, "The answer is... girls?"

"That's right!" Rebecca nodded affirmatively and gave Peter a thumbs up.

The corners of Peter's mouth twitched. He answered the question based on what Rebecca said before and after. However, after he finished answering, he realized why it was a girl, and the roots of his ears suddenly became hot. He touched his ears and said in embarrassment: " Yes, it's pretty scary."

"Why did you sigh just now?" Rebecca asked.

Rebecca changed the subject too quickly, and Peter replied without thinking: "I did something good today, but I was scolded by Mr. Stark, and my suit was confiscated."

Rebecca blinked and asked suspiciously, "Battle suit? Are you referring to your red corset?"

"Yes! That's right! No, that's not red tights!" Peter said angrily, "That's my battle suit!"

"Okay! That's your battle suit!" Rebecca said kindly, "If he wants to confiscate the suit, then let him confiscate it. There's nothing to sigh about, it's just a battle suit!"

"Hey, you may not know, that is the battle suit specially designed and made by Mr. Stark for me, and it has super many functions!" Peter shouted dissatisfiedly, "It is not the suit you saw me wearing today. That battle suit, I made it myself!" Having said that, he snapped his fingers suddenly, "Wait, I'll go wear that battle suit for you to see!"

Before Rebecca could stop him, Peter had already hopped back to his room. After a while, Peter in a red battle suit jumped out. He stood on the balcony railing and looked down at Rebecca. He blinked and said, "Look! This is the suit Mr. Stark gave me! Isn't it handsome?"

Rebecca looked around, nodded and said, "Well, this is really a very cool corset!"

Hearing this, Peter slipped his foot and almost fell downstairs. He shot hastily, and the spider silk hung on the eaves to stabilize his figure. He lifted his mask and corrected depressedly: "Battle suit! This is my battle suit. !"

Rebecca leaned her elbows on the railing, and said leisurely: "Well, your battle suit is very cool." She paused, "However, to be honest, your battle suit is not very good! Your If Mr. Stark wants to confiscate it, let him confiscate it!"

Peter raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? You actually said that about my battle suit!"

Rebecca waved to him and said, "Come here!"

Peter asked, "Why?"

"Come here!" Rebecca said.

All right!Peter jumped lightly and jumped in front of Rebecca.

Rebecca looked at Peter with a smile and said, "Do you know what qualities a good battle suit should have?"

Peter shook his head.

Rebecca put her hand on Peter's battle suit and said with a smile, "I won't be turned into a butterfly by the enemy casually."

What?Peter didn't react, and stared at her blankly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Peter's cool Stark-made battle suit instantly turned into countless red butterflies, and flew into the night sky with a huff.

"No! My battle suit!" Peter screamed, watching the butterflies disappear into the night, catching a few in vain.

Rebecca turned her eyes from Peter's well-defined muscles, and finally landed on the bright yellow boxers he was wearing, and said, "Wow, you're actually wearing SpongeBob SquarePants! "

Peter was taken aback, followed Rebecca's gaze and landed on himself. He grabbed his pants and said frantically, "Give me back my battle suit!"