[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

Coulson told S.H.I.E.L.D. the news of the completion of the mission the next day. Lydia thought he would move out of here immediately, but she didn't know whether it was because she paid too much rent or S.H.I.E.L.D. had other plans. Erson didn't seem to have the slightest intention of leaving.

Probably because he has been recruited into the group, Coulson did not continue to follow Lydia.

But Lydia doesn't care what Coulson is doing. Her schedule is full. After reaching an agreement with the young and cute Spider-Man a few days ago, she hasn't taken pictures yet. Taking advantage of Sunday , just in time to shoot a wave.

Lydia tidied up her satchel, changed into casual clothes, and went out so refreshed without any makeup on her face.

This style of painting is a bit different from her usual one. Coulson just came back from the outside and asked in surprise when he saw her like this: "Where are you going?"

Lydia curled up her mouth, without her usual makeup, and her habitual expression looked a little different from usual, a little less provocative and a little more lively.

"I'm going on a date with a high school student." Lydia winked at him, curled her eyes and smiled, looking like sunshine jumping in the forest, "so dress younger."

Colson: ? ? ?

Lydia has investigated Peter's address in the past two days. The address of an ordinary student is not a very confidential matter. She derived his information from the educational administration system without spending much money.

Peter lives in an ordinary residential area in Queens, not far from his school, and it takes about ten minutes to walk. There is an elevator in the apartment building, and there are many people living there.

Lydia changed her makeup and felt her personality became more lively. Instead of walking through the main entrance, she walked around to the back of the apartment building.

From where she stood she could see the window of Peter's room, which was ajar open, but she waited under it for a while without seeing anyone inside.

Lydia lowered her head and sent a text message to Peter: [I'm downstairs at your house, take a picture today. 】She put the phone back in her pocket, turned her head and looked around, making sure no one noticed her, spent some money in exchange for a spider silk ability, raised her hand and shot a spider silk, hooking Peter's window sill , lifted himself up.

She lay on the window sill, gently opened the window, and turned in.

The door of Peter's room was closed, and she couldn't see what the living room looked like, so she turned around in this room.

His room is a bit different from the boy's room Lydia imagined. The beds are neatly made, and there are some second-hand items in the corner near the window, but they are very clean. century computer, and felt the vibration of the mobile phone in my pocket.

Little Peter: [My aunt is at home, don't go in!I will be right back! 】It turns out that someone is at home!

Lydia listened carefully, and there was the faint sound of the TV in the living room. She leaned on the window sill to make sure that if the elder came in, she would be able to turn out the window as soon as possible. She happily replied to Peter: [I Waiting for you in your room. ] This time he replied almost instantly: 【! ! ! 】Peter's mood at the moment is as shocked as his text message.

The crush has come to my home!Still in my room!There is an elder at home!

This is really exciting for a teenager!

He rushed home as fast as he could, and even thought the elevator was too slow, so he ran all the way up the safety stairs. He opened the door with the key. His aunt Mei was sitting in the living room watching TV, and saw him in such a hurry A little surprised: "What's the matter? Didn't you say you were going to go all morning? You came back so soon?"

He quickly glanced at the living room, but didn't see Lydia, then rushed into the room in a hurry, and answered Mei: "I forgot something."

As soon as Peter opened the door, he saw Lydia sitting on the edge of his bed and smiling at him. He paused before closing the door.

"Good morning, Peter." Lydia waved to him and stood up from the bed. Peter put his schoolbag on the ground and said to her in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

Lydia raised her chin towards the window sill: "This way."

Peter frowned in distress, and Lydia comforted him: "Don't worry, Spider-Man, no one found me."

Lydia's green eyes shone with the light of a successful prank, and she raised the corner of her mouth at Peter: "Even if someone saw it, at most someone would say that Spider-Woman crawled into your room."

Peter felt that Lydia today was a little different from the last time he saw her. The sense of oppression was much less than last time, and she was much more lively. She even looked a bit like someone her own age, which made him feel less cramped. strong.

He met Lydia's eyes, and felt his ears burn again.

...but still so pretty.

"Okay, my Spider-Man." Lydia smiled and snapped her fingers, picked up a stick from the ground and poked it at an obviously different ceiling. A red and blue suit hung from it, and Peter also cared Not to mention being shy, she quickly hugged her spider uniform in embarrassment, and turned to look at Lydia.

Lydia took a step back, smiled and put the stick back in place: "Let's go, let's take pictures."

Peter looked at her: "How do you get down?"

Lydia didn't speak, jumped up and sat on the windowsill, and then blew a kiss to him: "I'll see you downstairs."

She didn't even look down, and fell down with her back. By the time Peter ran to the window to look down, she had already taken back the last bit of white spider silk, and raised her head and waved her hands upstairs.

In fact, Peter often does this kind of showing off, but seeing Lydia doing it makes him feel more exciting than doing it himself.

Seeing that Lydia landed safely, he breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the Spider-Man uniform into his bag, and then walked out of the room. When he got downstairs, Lydia was already waiting there.

"You are more familiar with Queens, it's better to go to an empty building." Lydia walked beside him and said her request, "It's easier to take pictures in that kind of place."

Peter nodded. He really knew this kind of place. It was an older residential area in Queens, and that place was already being demolished.

They traveled across most of Queens to come to the place Peter said, but the journey was worth it. Some houses here have been demolished in half by the construction team, but most of the houses still look good on the outside, and here The not too wide room distance is also very suitable for Spider-Man.

Peter found a house at random, went in and changed into his uniform. Lydia looked around among these buildings, chose a relatively long road, and gestured to Peter: "You start here and wander all the way. At the other end, I'll try to feel it."

Peter, who already regarded this as a regular part-time job, nodded, stood obediently in front of Lydia, raised his hand and shot out the spider web, swayed to the end of the road, and swayed back.

Lydia took continuous shots at the right angle. Although it only lasted a dozen seconds for him to dangle like this, she had already taken dozens of photos.

When Peter came back to her, Lydia was looking at the camera and beckoning to him without raising her head: "Come on."

Peter walked over, and Lydia took off his blindfold casually, walked up to him, and looked at the camera screen side by side with him: "Look at this shot is not bad."

Lydia wasn't wearing her usual high heels today, so she was noticeably shorter than Peter, who was trying to keep his focus on the camera screen but kept failing.

He unconsciously looked at Lydia, who had her head down. The ends of her long brown hair rubbed against the tights on his body, which made him feel itchy subconsciously, and couldn't help but raise his hand to grab it. Those long hairs.

Lydia, who noticed his movement, turned her head slightly, and Peter quickly looked up at the sky, and quickly changed the direction of his hand reaching for his hair, raising his hand to scratch his cheek.

Lydia raised the corners of her mouth, put away the camera and took a step back: "Okay, since you don't want to watch, let's continue."

This is the first time that Lydia can command a superhero to pose for herself so heartily. Although it was cool to take pictures of Batman last time, there are geographical restrictions, which are only limited to Wayne Manor, which does not meet the requirements. her expectations.

They changed places several times in a row, and Peter also gained experience in taking pictures, and the pose was getting better and better. Lydia only needed to adjust the angle a little to be able to press the shutter directly.

Just when they came to a half-demolished house, they suddenly heard someone talking, and it sounded getting closer. Lydia poked her head out and took a careful look, then turned and waved to Peter , signaling him to run back.

I don't know if Peter was too flustered or misunderstood the gesture. He raised his hand and shot out a spider's thread, which caught a third-floor balcony not far away. He wrapped his other hand around Lydia's waist and took her with him. flew up.

The two of them turned over from the balcony, and then squatted behind the balcony window, sticking their heads out from above the wall and looking down. Several construction workers were talking and laughing as they passed by where they were standing just now.

Lydia glanced at Peter and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Why don't you say something before you do it?"

"Sorry." Peter's tone didn't sound apologetic at all, but rather cheerful. Lydia was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and lifted his mask.

It was so sudden that the young superhero didn't have time to hide the smile on his face.

"I didn't mean it, Lydia," he yelled, and he sped up his words in panic, and a flurry of words came out, "I didn't mean it, it just came so easily, you know, I have been flying around in the building just now, so the spider silk popped out very smoothly..."

Lydia didn't speak, just looked at him like this, Peter's voice gradually lowered, and his dejected look was so cute that people couldn't help but soften his heart: "...I didn't mean it."

Lydia finally couldn't help laughing, she took off Peter's hood completely, her usually neat hair was messed up now, she raised her hand to rub it, and then stood up from the ground supporting his shoulders Get up and reach out to him: "Teach you a trick, remember to hide your smile when you do something bad."

"Aren't you angry?" Peter grabbed Lydia's hand and jumped up lively from the ground. Lydia didn't say a word, took his hand and walked through the room to the balcony opposite the door.

The light on this side is better, and the outdoor photos are almost taken. Lydia guides Peter to pose on the balcony.

After taking a few pictures, the phone in Lydia's bag rang suddenly. She gestured to Peter to pause, walked into the room from the balcony, and checked the phone call. It was Tony.

"Lydia, are you coming out for a drink tonight?" Tony's casual voice came out, Lydia tilted her head slightly, and rejected him straightforwardly: "No, I have arrangements for tonight, I still remember tomorrow Morning appointment."

"Okay." Tony paused, then continued to ask, "What about lunch?"

"I ate with a cute boy." Lydia said as she turned around and looked at Peter on the balcony.

Peter, who was wearing a spider system, was squatting on the balcony to watch her make a phone call. Now when he saw Lydia turned his head, he bounced off the ground as if he had been charged, and then performed an impromptu robot dance.

Lydia couldn't help laughing, and emphasized again: "It's really a very, very cute boy."

"Okay, then I wish you a good time." Tony hung up the phone not very happily. He didn't really have anything important to do, but he felt too boring, so he called Lydia, but after hanging up, he felt more Bored, he got up from the sofa, put on his suit and went out to flirt with girls.

Lydia raised her eyebrows at the hung up phone, threw the phone into her bag, and picked up the camera again to continue shooting.

"Lydia," Peter asked eagerly while swaying, "Who was it just now?"

"—Turn your head a little further, don't move." Lydia pressed the shutter, looked at the photo just taken, and then answered Peter's words, "It's Iron Man."

"Mr. Stark!" Spider-Man called out, his voice was full of excitement, "He is my idol!"

See it.

Lydia thought with a smile, then put away the camera, walked over and gently lifted Peter's mask: "Let's stop here for today, we're done."

Peter took off the mask from his head by himself. He still had an excited expression on his face, but soon, as if thinking of something, the excited expression on his face gradually disappeared, and he walked back and forth behind Lydia. : "Lydia, how did you know Mr. Stark?"

Lydia was sorting out the things she brought, walking from one side of the room to the other, and Peter followed her around the room. Lydia put the last thing in her bag, checked the room, and answered him casually: "We met during the interview."

Peter continued to walk around closely behind Lydia. Lydia knew that he wanted to ask something, but she pretended not to see him at the moment: "You should change your clothes, let's go to lunch."

Peter held back his questions and changed his clothes. When he came out of the next room, he finally asked, "Are you and Mr. Stark a couple?"

Lydia didn't expect him to ask this. She could see that the little boy might have a crush on her, but she didn't expect him to hit a straight ball like this.

"No." Lydia answered with the corners of her lips curled up. Peter stood in front of her, paused, and asked hesitantly, "Then I..."

She knew what Peter was going to ask, but she preferred casual flirting to a stable relationship, and if Peter was okay with that, she was fine with it, but obviously it wasn't for him.

So she corrected her attitude, looked at Peter with green eyes, made an excuse casually, and said softly: "Peter, you are still a high school student, and I am already 22, you are a cute boy in my eyes , understand?"

Peter nodded indiscriminately, and did not speak. Lydia was not willing to speak too seriously, so she stopped talking. The two were silent for a while, and Peter spoke first: "Don't you want to eat? Let's go."

He just thought over Lydia's words carefully, and felt that she didn't speak very seriously. After all, he can't be a high school student all his life. Although he is five years younger than Lydia, when he reaches college , or he took part in the work, the age difference doesn't seem to be a big deal, as long as he maintains cooperation, he still has the opportunity to pursue Lydia.

Lydia didn't know if he had listened to it, but she felt that she had already shown her attitude, and that was enough. Every superhero was a precious asset to her, and she didn't want to be overwhelmed by this kind of thing. lose one.

Alas, so being like Tony is good, you don’t have to be responsible if you flirt, everyone comes to play together when you feel like it, and you can flirt with others separately.

Lydia thought of the two failed fights with Tony, and couldn't help sighing regretfully.

In the evening, she sent Danny's signed photo to the client and went to bed early.

When she arrived at the Stark Tower the next morning, it was already 55:[-]. She stood at the gate and sorted out her clothes, walked to the front desk, and smiled: "Stark and I There is an appointment at ten o'clock, sir."

The girl at the front desk looked up at her, then looked down at the appointment book, stood up from the chair, and pointed her to the top floor to go directly to the elevator: "Miss Lydia, you can just walk this way."

Lydia smiled and nodded slightly towards her, and stood in the elevator. When the elevator door closed, she heard the little girl chirping over there: "Holy shit! She's so beautiful!"

Lydia, who was praised by the same sex, reached the top floor with a happy mood.

It wasn't the first time she came to the top floor, but the last time she and Stark had a drink on the rooftop, and when she came in, she just looked at the bar at the door, and this time she saw the whole picture of this floor.

It looks like a huge laboratory here. As soon as you step out of the elevator, there is a sense of modernity. A lot of equipment is placed in a room separated by transparent glass. Lydia is not a top student in science and engineering, and she can't see Understand how these things work, but this does not prevent her from looking at these devices full of admiration.

She had never felt so intuitively that Tony was a genius.

There was no one here to receive her. She looked around, bypassed the equipment, and continued to walk in. After that, there was a messy test bench. It seemed that an experiment had just been done here, and many parts were thrown on the ground. It looked very messy.

Not far from the test bench is a large partitioned rest area, Tony was lying on the sofa to rest, when Lydia walked in, he opened his eyes and blinked tiredly: "Lydia. "

His voice sounded a little hoarse, and he realized it himself. He cleared his throat vigorously, squinted his eyes and looked at the time: "What time is it?"

Obviously he didn't have the usual flirtatious bag at all, but Lydia somehow felt that Tony was sexier than usual at the moment. She put the bag on a small sofa opposite him, smiled, and her voice softened. A: "Ten o'clock."

Tony frowned, pressed his head, and sat up from the sofa. After a while, he went to the bathroom next door to wash up.

Lydia sat on the sofa and looked around. From this side, she could see the bar where she drank last time, and outside was the rooftop. If you don’t look at the test area on the other side, this side is actually quite romantic.

Tony recovered very quickly. When he came out of the bathroom, he was the original slutty president full of energy. The hair on his forehead was a little wet, but Lydia thought it should be handsome in this way.

That's the good thing about superheroes who show their looks (good-looking). Whether they are in uniform or not, there are always fanboys who are willing to pay for it, such as Steve, or Tony, no matter what kind of image they take , There is always no shortage of fans to buy back and lick.

"Lydia." Tony poured himself a glass of water, "Why do you need so many photos?"

Lydia looked at Tony, but the latter looked up and took a sip of water, seemingly just asking casually.

As for Tony, Lydia didn't dare to trick him into joining the group like she did with Peter. She raised the corner of her mouth and showed a beautiful smile: "The photos published in the newspaper must be screened carefully."

"Don't you want the public to see the best shot?" Lydia blinked at him twice, her green eyes facing the sun were full of sincerity, "I hope everyone The world sees your best side."

Tony drank water while listening to her, and by the time Lydia finished speaking, he had finished his glass of water.

He put the empty cup on the table, took another piece of bread and put it in his mouth, and looked at Lydia with wide eyes: "But there are too many photos."

The billionaire who looks like this is so cute that it makes people tremble.

"The larger the base, the greater the possibility of selecting a good photo." Lydia looked at him and said nonsense.

Tony raised one eyebrow and didn't talk about this topic anymore. He looked away, wandered around the lounge twice, finished eating the bread, and then stopped in front of Lydia: "Okay, take a photo, Taking pictures, where do I start?"

Not long after he woke up, he was not wearing a suit, but a black T-shirt. The muscle lines usually wrapped under the suit were very obvious at this moment.

Lydia's eyes quickly turned around his bulging biceps and strong chest before looking at his face: "If you don't mind, I want to just take a few photos like this. "

Of course Tony didn't mind. He arranged the pose according to Lydia's instructions, probably because he was chased by the media for too long. Tony has a very natural sense of the camera, and he can understand what angle to look at without Lydia saying much. It looks best.

This may be a common feature of billionaires. In short, taking pictures of him and Bruce is the most worry-free thing for Lydia.

It was as if their previous dates had never happened. The two of them did not show any ambiguity when taking pictures. It was not until the end of the shooting at noon that Tony sent a message to Lydia casually. Invitation to lunch: "Shall we meet for lunch?"

Lydia put the camera carefully in her bag, thought for a while and said, "I want a donut."

Tony nodded without hesitation, picked up the car keys from the table, and led Lydia to the direct elevator from another road, leading directly to the underground garage.

Parked in the garage was the car that Lydia drove last time. Tony pressed the remote control from a distance, and the lights of the car flashed. He turned to Lydia and asked, "You don't like this car?" ?”

"I like it." Lydia walked to the front of the car, touched the hood, her face was full of admiration, and then looked up at Tony, "But I live in the urban area, and you know how serious the traffic jam is. It's a waste of money for me."

Tony got into the driver's seat, and Lydia touched the hood twice before she sat in the co-pilot's seat. Tony's upper body leaned towards her, and he stretched out his hand over her collarbone, from the side of her head. Pulled out the seat belt.

This posture is different from Lydia's before, but the distance is also very close. A few strands of Tony's hair swept across her forehead, and her breath sprayed on her side face, which was a little itchy, and she couldn't help but look down. Look at Tony's face.

His skin is not particularly smooth, but there is a masculine smell brought by time and experience, probably because he got up in a hurry. He doesn't smell the men's perfume that he has smelled before, but has a very refreshing breath.

Tony's eyes are larger than ordinary people, with a caramel color, and when he is stared at by these eyes, it will always make people feel the feeling of being paid attention to.

It may be because Tony didn't show the usual casual smile, Lydia felt that his expression at the moment didn't look like he was wearing a seat belt, but rather like he was completing an important step in the experiment.

"Looking at me like this," Tony said after buckling her seat belt, staring at Lydia with caramel-colored eyes without pulling away, "makes me think you're inviting me... "

Lydia was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense, she raised her hand and grabbed Tony's tie, and kissed him directly.

When they separated, both of them were breathing a bit unsteadily. Lydia stepped back a little bit, her green eyes stared at Tony's lips, and the corners of her lips curled up to reveal a provocative smile, and she whispered, "My How does the lipstick taste?"

The lipstick on her mouth was basically eaten by Tony, and now it was almost as clean as after removing the makeup.

"It tastes good." Tony licked the small wound on the corner of his mouth bitten by Lydia, with a lazy expression on his face, sat back and leaned against the back of the driver's seat, and started the car after a while stand up.

As Lydia said, Manhattan is in traffic jam all the time. Tony drove this expensive sports car slowly, and it was already half an hour later when he arrived at the entrance of the cake shop.

When Lydia got out of the car, Helen, who had gone to Gotham together before, was coming out, and when she saw Lydia, she exclaimed in surprise: "Lydia! The forum you recommended is great!"

Tony parked the car and came over just in time to hear this sentence, and asked casually: "What forum?"

Seeing this billionaire, Helen became a little cautious, she pursed her lips and showed a smile, her originally excited voice became softer: "The lunch break is almost over, I'm going back first, goodbye Lydia! "

Tony raised his hand to her to say goodbye, and Helen walked past him with slow, small steps, and then trotted away behind him.

Tony glanced back at her, then at Lydia, and frowned in confusion: "Am I scary?"

"Because you're so handsome, she's embarrassed." Lydia looked at Tony sincerely, but Tony didn't speak, and took her hand into the cake shop.

The unique sweet smell of the cake shop hit her face, Lydia couldn't help but took a deep breath, and smiled, Tony dragged her to the counter, and there were donuts of every flavor.

The store was already full, and they returned to the car with a cardboard box full of donuts. Lydia lowered her head to unpack the box and said to Tony with a smile: "The donuts in this store are very famous. I think you know it too."

Tony took out a donut from the box, and said "um", "I come here often."

Lydia didn't expect Tony to have such a wide range of hobbies. She looked at Tony and picked up a donut to eat.

After taking two bites, Tony suddenly asked, "I'm curious, how did you get back when you didn't drive that day?"

"Not long after I left, I met a kind-hearted person who drove me back." Lydia replied casually, she turned her face to Tony and smiled, "That man is very handsome, but unfortunately he didn't leave his contact information .”

She thought for a while, and added: "But she looks worse than you."

She said nonsense that there was no need to draft at all, and it was so easy to do. If Tony hadn't seen the surveillance at the door, he would have believed what she said.

Tony turned his head and glanced at her, nodded: "Really."

Lydia felt something was wrong, but Tony quickly showed his usual expression. He took out the sunglasses from his pocket and put them on. He turned to Lydia and said excitedly, "Fasten your safety." Take, this place is too boring, let's eat somewhere else!"

Lydia quickly put down the donut in her hand and closed the box. The moment she fastened her seat belt, the car sped out.

Tony didn't take Lydia to any magical place. He drove the car directly out of the city, parked on the side of the suburban road, and got out of the car with a donut box.

The scenery here is indeed very good. On the side of the road is the sea illuminated by the sun, but there are no villages or shops behind. They only met two cars along the way.

Tony took a few steps towards the beach, and then sat on the naturally formed sand, not caring how much the suit he was wearing was worth.

Lydia is not a hypocritical person either. Seeing Tony sit down, she also sat next to her. She turned her head and looked at him. Tony didn't take off his sunglasses, and he was eating donuts facing the sea, his legs bent naturally. With one hand propped on the ground: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

It's already autumn now. Although the sun is at its strongest at noon, the temperature at the beach is low and the sun is shining comfortably. Lydia feels a little drowsy with a donut in her mouth.

Tony asked at this moment: "Lydia, I recently saw a familiar photo in the hands of my employees."

He took out his mobile phone and showed Lydia a photo: "If I remember correctly, this was taken when you were downstairs in the Stark Building, right?"

Lydia's drowsiness suddenly disappeared, and she felt a little guilty for a moment, but she quickly calmed down again.

She looked at Tony and put down the half-eaten donut in her hand: "Actually, I also want to confess something to you."

Tony didn't speak, and motioned her to continue, Lydia looked at his sunglasses and showed a sincere look: "I will resign from the newspaper this week and join S.H.I.E.L.D., this may be my last interview with you. "

"This photo is from the forum that my colleague mentioned just now," Lydia said to Peter. "I am the administrator of that forum, so it can be regarded as a part-time job, and I don't make much money."

"Are you short of money?" Tony looked at her through the sunglasses, and Lydia nodded frankly.

"You've seen a lot of my abilities." Lydia said with a sad expression, half-truthfully, "Those need money to buy, and I don't always earn enough to spend... Otherwise I wouldn't I won’t sell your autographed photo, it is indeed my treasure.”

"Tony, I really like you." Lydia looked at him intently, eyes full of sincerity.

Tony took off his sunglasses and looked at Lydia with his caramel eyes, which glowed sweetly in the sun, making Lydia want to kiss his eyes.

He showed a smile, the small wound on the corner of his mouth bitten by Lydia had stopped bleeding for a long time, but it still looked very conspicuous, and Lydia couldn't help but be attracted by the cut.

"Lydia." Tony put the sunglasses back in his pocket and stood up from the beach. He bent down and kissed Lydia's red lips, looked into her green eyes with a very focused expression, "You What an irresistible liar."

Then he turned around and drove the car straight away.

Lydia sitting on the beach with a donut in her arms:? ? ?