Under the initiative of Stark and Captain America, the Avengers unilaterally declared an enemy to Umbrella Corporation.Hawkeye left his newborn child and his wife who was still in the ward, brought Ant-Man, and Stark was going to recruit Peter Parker from Imperial University.

Cuihua, who was reassigned to the public relations department, took advantage of the holiday to rest, and by the way, asked her boyfriend for a romantic date.

In the evening, after kissing his girlfriend goodbye, Peter opened the door with a sweet smile.

"I'm back, May."

"How about a date?" Aunt May asked with a smile.

"Great!" Peter touched the corner of his moist lips, "I saw a super sports car downstairs." Turning to the porch, he looked in surprise at the person on the sofa who couldn't be here.

After Stark admitted that he had stolen the virus, Peter felt that his perception of Iron Man was no longer as pure as before, and asked in a complicated tone: "Why are you here?"

Unaware of the change in Peter, May pretended to ask: "You never mentioned funding to me."

"Sponsorship? Yes, I want to give you a surprise." Peter, who didn't want Mei to intervene, took the opportunity.

Tony, who had been waiting for a full three hours, interrupted the two of them anxiously, and looked at Mei: "Can I have a few words with him alone?"

Mei readily agreed: "Of course."

As soon as Stark in suits and leather shoes closed the door, he asked awkwardly: "The bathroom?"

Peter, who knew May, pointed sympathetically at the 'door' with a pile of sundries hanging on one side.

After solving his personal problems, he trimmed his hair in front of the mirror, and Tony shook off the water droplets on his hands comfortably.Complained: "Your aunt is too hospitable, there must be a thousand milliliters."

With a girlfriend who is three years older than himself, Peter's daily clothes are as mature as possible, but Spider-Man, who has not entered the society, still can't hide his expression, and he is seen through by Tony with a glance: "You won't Believe the nonsense of the media out there."

Knowing that Stark couldn't hide his immature level, Peter retorted discouragedly: "It's not those, it's the T-virus."

Tony, who was at a loss for words, forgot that he still had such a big black spot, and changed the topic: "I can explain this..."

An hour later, Peter, who was overwhelmed by the amount of information, dialed his girlfriend's phone in a daze: "Fula, I want to ask you something..."

I was very happy when I started to get the phone call, sweet Miss Flavor Sain, patiently listening to Peter explain the 6-minute series of conjectures that Ms. Cuihua yelled at him angrily: "Peter Parker!"

Peter, who was startled by the Hedong Lion, reacted quickly: "It was Tony Stark."

"Be good, goodboy, it's my fault." Cuihua, who realized that she had just exposed her true nature, hastily lowered her voice and spoke softly to comfort her.

Peter froze for a moment, then covered his mouth in a funny way, and cleared his throat: "It's nothing, it's Stark's fault."

"Of course," Cuihua, who has the blame man, hastily dismissed herself, "It's his fault, but why are you with him?"

"The person who came to the door thought I was a young man, and tried to get me to join the Avengers with specious things." Peter, who was in a good mood to explain with his girlfriend, didn't check for a while, and immediately leaked.

Cuihua no longer thinks of her boyfriend as Spider-Man: "He is stupid, let you become an Avenger as a college student!"

Annoyed Peter sat on the bed and beat the air silently, Cuihua realized that this was a good opportunity for Peter to be honest.Correct your posture and put on airs: "Peter, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Oh, honey, it's a secret." The unconscious coquetry almost made her surrender.

"I'm about to lose control of how much to post." Cuihua blushed and continued to ask: "It's not a secret anymore, I'm not a fool, the Avengers are all superheroes."

Peter scratched his hair helplessly, and said in a distressed voice: "Fula~~~"

"Oh my god, you fouled, Peter." Miss Thain said that she couldn't bear it anymore, "If you appear in front of me now, I will let you go first."

Peter smiled helplessly in New York, took off his spider suit in the corner, and awkwardly knocked on the door of his girlfriend's house.

Fulla opened the door and jumped on him cheerfully: "Hey, Mr. Spider-Man, I'll let you off this time."

Peter: "..."

Looking at the latest bulletin in her hand, Peter felt that the longest road he had traveled was Fulla's routine.

After entering the door, the two had a sweet chat. There was no need to worry about the other Peter, whose identity was exposed, completely letting go. The two who had been in love for half a year finally went off the rails.

On the third day, just as Tony could not resist calling again, Peter showed up in his poorly stitched suit.

Captain America's physical condition is getting worse and worse. There are non-stop conferences and small meetings in the league, and overtime military training makes Peter, who has just been in love with his girlfriend, very troubled, but he doesn't show it.

In the end, the Avengers, who didn't have a clear understanding of themselves, were going to expose the true face of the umbrella at the shareholder meeting six days later, and then went to England to track down Wendy Wood, who was about to give birth.

Taking this as an example, Miss Fulla, who claims to have entered the society, carefully analyzed the disparity in strength between the enemy and us for Mr. Parker.It concluded: "The Avengers have no future, you should find another organization."

The familiar ringtone rang, and Christine took the phone, ignoring Rumlow's disapproving gaze, glanced at the familiar note, and connected it. Christine smiled and said, "How did you guess that?"

"I have been with the professor since I graduated from university, and I may know myself better than you." Fulla said with a smile, "Although I am not a genius to your level, my quantitative IQ is definitely much higher than the average person, and even more so. Besides, you have no intention of hiding it at all."

Pushing away the yogurt smoothie in front of him: "Then what advice does my former assistant have?"

Fulla took a deep breath, knowing that the main event was coming, and replied cautiously: "I can only guess roughly."

"It's probably not bad to be able to guess. You are indeed a brilliant student who graduated from William & Mary College." Christine praised.

Hearing Miss CEO's relaxed tone, Fulla breathed a sigh of relief.

The two had an in-depth discussion on the role and interests of Peter Parker. Under Rumlow's urging, Christine agreed to Fulla's request.

As soon as she put down the phone, Rumlow reprimanded her: "Just ask Jack to do something. Giving him so much salary every year is not for nothing."

"Aren't you jealous?" Christine looked at him with great interest, "I don't know who is making a bad face because Jack keeps running to my office."

"You are mine." Rumlow hugged her devoutly and kissed her hair.

"I'm glad you finally realized this," Christine insisted. "However, you won't have an outburst of pride and abandon us, mother and son, because of your previous convictions."

"That's a lesson learned from the past, and I will remember it once and for all." Rumlow bowed his head, "Honey, let's discuss it..."

"No." Christine vetoed his wish, "The world's forests are so big, I've been hanging on this crooked neck tree of yours, and you're still not satisfied, so you actually want to dump me, bad review!"

"Who is the crooked neck tree!" Rumlow held her small face in a dangerous tone.

"Aren't you self-proclaimed? The men around me are all geniuses, which made the great Hydra warrior's male chauvinism break out."

"Oh...God, you really have the ability to drive people crazy." Countless accusations finally made him almost collapse, and she knew that breaking up was just a threat to grab her attention.Rumlow imitated Mr. Holmes' clever trick and changed the subject, "It's time for you to try on the wedding dress, my dear."

Christine: "..."

"Sherlock?"

"Yeah." Touching his nose, Rumlow simply admitted that it is so realistic that a dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor daoist.

"Can't he control his desire to show off?" Christine, who still wanted to scare Rumlow romantically, said angrily, glaring at Rumlow who was implicated innocently, "Macrof will accompany me, and you can wash the dishes at home Bar."

Silently, the black man stopped at the door of the old house. After greeting Anthea, Christine leaned tiredly on the back of the chair, and soon fell asleep.Anthea whispered to the driver to drive slowly, and reported to the big boss with her mobile phone.

After getting out of the car in a daze, Christine looked at the three-piece suit man in front of him, hugged his arm coquettishly without getting enough sleep: "I still want to sleep."

Knowing that she wanted to play tricks, Mycroft agreed, and Christine, who woke up naturally after a sleep, walked out of the room and sat on the sofa familiarly: "Your taste is still the same as the image of a politician."

"As you can see, the person in front of you is a junior official." Mycroft focused on the mansion newspaper in his hand without raising his head.

Christine was angry: "You are really 'humble' as always."

Anthea brought Christine's wedding dress in a rhythmic manner, interrupting the atmosphere in which Christine was at a disadvantage.

Wearing her mother's wedding dress, Christine turned left and right, saying to herself, "Not bad." Carefully holding the hem of the skirt, she opened the door.

McCoff put down the things in his hands, and looked at the girl in front of him with admiration. He watched her grow up from her infancy.

Until today, he finally realized that his girl was going to be embraced by another man, and he could not let her crawl on his shoulders and pull his hair and lose her temper in the future; Listening to the anatomy diagram he read before going to bed in his arms, he can no longer call him brother sweetly for a piece of ice cream.

The always sober Mycroft felt that the Hydra terrorist was not pleasing to the eye the more he thought about it.

Christine, who didn't know what Mycroft was imagining, turned around to let him look carefully.

"Are you sure it's him?" Mycroft said suddenly.

"What? Of course."

"If it's because of the child, I can come and raise it." Mycroft said this impulsively.

Christine burst into laughter: "Are you here to change the diaper? Hold him in the office." After laughing, Christine quietly sat beside him: "Brother, I haven't grown up yet."

Touching her head, she was suddenly alert: "What's the matter with you?"

"What could be the matter?" Christine was defeated by McCoff's knowing eyes with a guilty conscience, "Isn't it those Avengers, I'm pregnant and I don't know how to be considerate to pregnant women to pick a good time. Besides Don’t you want them to make news in England?” Christine reminded him.

"I solve the problem by myself." Mycroft turned his face and put down his hand on her head.

The dog-legged Christine immediately put it on and put it on, and pretended to cry, "Brother, you should pity your unborn nephew. At most, I will add another 6 million to MI5."

"GBP."

"US... Euro."

"Then you go."

"The pound is the pound, the big devil!" Angrily, he threw down his hand, and slammed the door in the same face.

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