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Queens, New York—117A Blake Street

Link, who deliberately put on some decent casual clothes and made himself look radiant, knocked politely on the door.

"Ding dong——"

But there was no response,

"Huh? Does it mean you're not at home?"

Link stood at the door and scratched his head thoughtfully.

But the sharp-eyed Link discovered that the door was unlocked and there was a vague gap.

"Maybe you were at home, but you didn't hear me?"

Putting his palm on the door handle, Link opened the door hesitantly.

Looking at the long and narrow corridor paved with oak floors and the seemingly empty living room, Link walked in and shouted:

"Is anyone here?"

"Uh...oh!"

Link, who has sensitive hearing, immediately heard a muffled cry in the distance.

After several searches, the source of the sound was quickly found - it was the laundry room of Peter's house.

It is a room structure design for semi-embedded basement renovation. Generally speaking, it is a room where large household appliances such as washing machines and dryers are placed.

As housewives or nannies responsible for cleaning clothes, they usually come here.

Her husband passed away a long time ago, leaving only a nephew who was relatively easy to worry about. She basically took care of the housework at home on weekdays.

Families with average economic conditions simply cannot afford the wages of nannies, so Aunt Mei can only do these chores herself.

Following the direction of the sound, Link slowly walked up a flight of stairs and arrived at the basement. He pushed open the half-open wooden door and looked inside.

A twisting back figure immediately caught Link's eye.

Tight and casual denim hot pants, her delicate and smooth skin seems to indicate that she still has charm, exuding a healthy luster like wheat.

A pair of slender, tight, round thighs full of wildness, with perfect leg shape, without a trace of fat. Wrapped in denim hot pants, the graceful lines are outlined, looming.

The ankles are slender, the insteps are smooth, and a row of round and delicate toes touch the ground mischievously.

The beautiful figure crawling on the ground in a kneeling position, with her upper body sunken into a drum washing machine, was none other than Aunt Mei, whom she had not seen for a long time.

From the slightly red knees to the increasingly trembling legs, it seemed as if they could no longer hold on.

Link could tell that Aunt Mei had been in this awkward and uncomfortable state for quite some time.

"Uh...who? Who is outside!?"

"Peter?"

Faced with Aunt Mei's dull and breathless questioning voice, Link did not respond immediately.

Aunt Mei, who was startled, was constantly adjusting her posture at this moment, turning her head back, trying to use a little gap to see who was coming.

But the more she twisted, the harder it became for Aunt Mei to move. The clothes entangled in the washing machine were almost suffocating her.

It's embarrassing to say that I was tidying up my bedroom today and came to the laundry room with a basket of clothes to be washed. I just threw the clothes into the washing machine.

Unexpectedly, this old washing machine stopped working and stopped spinning a moment after it was started.

I thought it was because there were too many clothes and the drum of the washing machine was stuck, so Aunt Mei had no choice but to crawl into the washing machine and adjust it.

But he never thought that he would be stuck here for nearly an hour, and his legs that had not moved for a long time would be unable to support him.

But at this time of being unable to do anything, a "stranger" came into the house. How could this not frighten Aunt Mei?

"Aunt May, it's me, Link."

A gentle voice came from behind, and Aunt Mei's breath froze, and then her nervous heart relaxed.

It's... that young and strong Asian guy,

It seems that he is still a friend of Peter...

He seems to be able to do massage and magical oriental massage...

Link's voice gradually evoked Aunt Mei's memory, but at the moment she was ashamed and annoyed. She looked embarrassed and was afraid that she was going to be laughed at.

In other words, Aunt Mei is more worried about Link showing his bad side now...

But in order to solve the problem as soon as possible, Aunt Mei still suppressed her turbulent thoughts and spoke with some embarrassment,

"I...I got stuck here when I was repairing the washing machine."

"Oh! Really? Do you need my help?" You don't seem to be well..."

"sorry to bother you……"

Then, Link stepped forward, half-crouched behind Aunt Mei, stretched out his hand, and hugged Aunt Mei.

"..."

The weird atmosphere gradually filled the air, and the burning breath brought by it,

Aunt Mei couldn't help but exclaimed softly,

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"No...it's okay"

Link's concerned inquiry could not help but make Aunt Mei's heart flutter, and the successive words made her breathe out more.

"Why is it stuck..."

But during the tug, what neither of them noticed was that Aunt Mei, who was wearing a white sports vest, had been hooked by two thin wires.

"Plop——"

Link fell back heavily, taking with him Aunt Mei who was hugging him.

"Hiss-"

Faintly, Link heard the sound of fabric being torn, but something soft was pressed against his face and he couldn't see anything.

"oh!"

Aunt Mei screamed,

"What's wrong!? Are you hurt?"

Link spoke hurriedly and was about to stand up, but Aunt Mei held her shoulders firmly with both hands and said in a voice that was almost pleading,

"Don't move yet, don't open your eyes! Please..."

"Uh...ok"

But Link noticed that there was a strange "seed" that was gradually sprouting on his cheek, and subconsciously...

"!!!"

“(●—●)”

"(ω｀)"

"(ω)"

"(⊙o⊙)!"

Link suddenly realized.

Or maybe - in fact, he knows everything, but he just doesn't want to expose it.

"You...now...close...your eyes..."

In a suppressed tone, Aunt Mei stumbled and spoke,

Close your eyes honestly, and follow some rustling sounds,

Opening his eyes again, Link found that Aunt Mei had changed into a T-shirt, looking at him with complicated eyes, folding her arms,

Suddenly, Aunt Mei said with a straight face,

"Link! Are you very proud now?"

But Link didn't have the leisure to go through so many twists and turns, and took a step forward without saying any nonsense.

He directly forced Aunt Mei to the corner and pressed against the wall with one hand.

Aunt Mei, who looked like a stern elder just now, subconsciously took a few steps back and spoke tremblingly,

"I-I'm Peter's aunt!"

"We... we can't..."

"Shh-"

Stretching out his hand, he put a finger on Aunt Mei's lips,

Link turned his head, grabbed the safety armrest with one hand, and kissed him directly.

"Well……"

"Don't stick out your tongue..."

"Um...okay...just this time, Link, this is the last time!"

Just when the two were deeply in love, they heard Peter Parker's voice coming from outside the door.

"Aunt Mei, I'm back."

"Are there any guests at home?"

Aunt Mei's movements froze, a glimmer of clarity flashed in her confused eyes, she pushed Link away and straightened her clothes.

At this moment, Link only had one sentence in his mind:

"Peter raised Parker!"

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