[Zhongyingmei] Plant girlfriend

One hand held my clothes and led me out of the water, and Peter was held next to me by the other hand. I breathed a sigh of relief, looked away, and brushed the long wet hair hanging in front of my eyes behind my head. Open your mouth and breathe in the fresh air.

After landing, I was blown by the cool wind, and I felt cool all over my body. I sat down next to Peter with my arms crossed like a quail.It's not summer yet, and it's still a bit cold.Peter took off his hood and put his arm around my shoulders, which made me feel better.

"Ha, now I know it's cold! Why don't you think about it when you're fooling around with your little boyfriend!"

Mr. Stark's voice sounded through the voice system of Iron Man's suit, which seemed a little distorted, but the mocking tone was not at all discounted.

I lowered my head with a guilty conscience and silently accepted the criticism. This time it was really too dangerous.I squinted to see if Peter was upset.

I was wrong, he wasn't upset at all, he squeezed the water out of the poor headgear with one hand.His eyes were shining brightly, as if he felt that tonight's experience was very exciting.I immediately became unbalanced. Obviously the culprit was this guy, but I was the one who was criticized. I crushed the soft flesh around his waist and turned 180 degrees.

Peter sat up straight in a clever way, and began to talk endlessly:

"It has nothing to do with Margaery. I'm here. She just cares about me too much. Mr. Stark, you don't know how powerful those weapons are. A group of people robbed a bank with them a few days ago. And The man with the wings on his back, he swoops down like a vulture, I guess they're with the guys who sell weapons. I didn't pay attention to the air this time, next time I'm sure I won't get caught, yeah Yes, I also knocked off his mask, but unfortunately I can't see his face very clearly. Mr. Stark, can this be my task? I promise it will be done!"

Peter got into high spirits while talking, dancing and gesticulating the situation at that time, his eyes were still shining brightly looking at his idol since he was a child, like a child expecting to be praised.

You silly boy, your Mister Stark clearly thinks we're messing around with little regard for our own safety.

Sure enough, Mr. Stark's voice remembered again, this time the gunfire was aimed at Peter.

"So do I have to give you a medal afterwards? Kid! It'd better say—to our 15-year-old underage hero—Spider-Man!"

Thankfully, Peter finally understood what he meant, and flattened his mouth a little aggrieved, wanting to refute.

But Stark didn't give him a chance to refute, he continued:

"I'm in Egypt right now, and someone's coming. Listen, boy, why not just be a friendly New York neighborhood Spider-Man, help those around you in need, and have a good high school life? Well, I'm leaving, Goodbye, boys."

The thrusters on the legs of Iron Man's armor fired, showing up in the night sky, leaving Peter and me staring at each other.

"Ah!" I sneezed a little.

"It's over, Margaret, you're not going to catch a cold, let's go back and change quickly!" Peter hugged my waist tightly and led me away quickly.

The next day I really caught a cold and my head was groggy.Fortunately, Peter is still responsible as a boyfriend, otherwise I might want to kill him, if I didn't jump into the river to save him at night, I wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

I don't usually get colds very much, but this time it took a long time until the National High School Academic Competition was about to start, and my cold was completely cured.

The reason why I remember this race so well is that Peter was also part of the competition team before.However, a few days ago, without delaying his fight against crime, he voluntarily withdrew.

I can understand, he's only 15 years old, when other boys are 15 years old, they are either obsessed with gaming or picking up girls, because those are cool.Come to think of it, wouldn't it be cooler to be a superhero reserve!

It's nothing, he's very smart, and his lack of focus on his studies hasn't affected his grades.Once the novelty wears off and the urge to prove himself subsides, he'll realize that being a superhero isn't just cool, it's a responsibility.And study is also the responsibility of a high school student.

What I didn't expect was that at the last minute, Peter changed his mind and decided to participate in the academic competition.

I looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you can't delay the 'Stark Industries Internship' and decided not to go?"

Peter stroked his hair: "I suddenly want to go again. It must be very interesting to go to Washington! Margery, I will bring you a gift, goodbye!"

He kissed me lightly on the forehead, and then rushed to the school bus with his good brother Ned.

I squinted and looked at the backs of the two of them, there must be something wrong!

The next afternoon, I saw the news on TV that Spider-Man rescued the teachers and students of Midtown High School on the top floor of the Washington Monument. My intuition told me that this incident must have something to do with Peter and the others. Why did something happen just after they visited the Monument? too!

But I still have to wait until they come back before I can ask.

...

I didn't go to him right away when Peter came back because Aunt May was probably freaking out by now because she didn't know he was Spider-Man, and Peter probably had to take a moment to comfort her.

When I went to school on Monday, I found an opportunity to sit quietly across from him during the class break, trying to ask him what happened in Washington on the weekend, but I found him propping his chin on his palm and staring blankly in one direction.

I followed his gaze, and he was looking at Liz.I raised my eyebrows.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat to get his attention, "What are you looking at? Huh? Little handsome guy."

"Ah? Well," he recovered, and said in a low voice, "I didn't see anything."

My eyebrows jumped, I gritted my teeth, forget it, it's nothing, sometimes I am fascinated by other handsome guys!Everyone loves to look at beautiful women.

At noon, Peter looked listless and looked back from time to time.I stretched my neck to look over, and the rows of tables in the back were full of people, including Liz and her good friends at one of the tables.

Yes, this must be a coincidence!He could see it might be someone else.

When school was over in the afternoon, a Rolls-Royce was parked outside the school gate. A middle-aged man leaned out of the car window, looking for the students who kept coming out.

It must be the father of some student. I didn't look too much. I took Peter's hand and wanted to leave quickly. The door was too crowded.

After pulling it for a while, Peter still stood there looking at the man in the Rolls-Royce.

"Dad, are you coming to pick me up?" The girl's brisk voice sounded from behind.

Peter and I turned back at the same time.

Liz, who was wearing a pink dress, ran to the Rolls Royce happily, and affectionately gave the middle-aged man a sweet kiss on the cheek.

The Rolls-Royce moved slowly, and Peter kept his eyes on the rear of the car until it disappeared around the corner.

It's over, does this even know his father?Why do I feel that the top of my head is so green?

The author has something to say: It is expected that the main text of the next chapter will be finished, and there will be two extra episodes.