Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Avengers does not employ child labor?

Of course, child labor is not employed. Even if Peter is over 16 and a half years old this year, he cannot be counted as child labor under the law. In Tony's eyes, this kind of underage kid should do something that young people should do instead of going to guard the world early. path of.

They adults are not so incompetent.

He didn't mean to mock Batman next door, looking into his innocent eyes.

Of course, Tony could tell at a glance that Peter's suit was definitely not something that a brat at this age could get his hands on. He glanced at the poor Peter who was holding his head while being scolded, and glanced at the circles of bandages on the boy's body. The band-aids on the plaster cheeks were removed, and cast a condemning look at Chris, the most likely provider of combat uniforms.

Chris coughed nonchalantly against Tony's condemning eyes, seeing that Peter was already dying of shame and anger, he didn't continue to add psychological pressure to his crumbling shop assistant, and instead smiled at Tony: "Would you mind leaving a note for Peter?" How about the contact information, you can talk about this later - if we don't go out, he won't be able to breathe."

That's right, even though Peter's expression is calm now and he looks extremely stable, it is clear from the eyes of Chris and Tony that he is definitely not mentally strong but purely stupefied to the point where he can't react at all. Tony raised his eyebrows and looked Looking at Chris: "Suddenly protect your shortcomings like this?"

"I think it's more important to keep a happy mood during the recovery period." Chris said with a smile, and handed Tony a pen from the drawer.

"Don't you think it's more important not to get hurt?" Tony took the pen and flicked it neatly on the plaster cast on Peter's leg, leaving a string of numbers, "Don't call the kid casually on your private number, I don't provide consultation on picking up girls."

"No, no, no, no." Peter shook his head subconsciously, then nodded vigorously, watching Tony being sent out by Chris with a bright expression on his face, the door slammed shut in front of him, and he quietly opened the door. His head was covered in the quilt and he was silent for a second, two seconds, three seconds——

When Chris opened the door and came in, what he saw was the large roll of quilt that fell from the bed to the ground and rolled around frantically, interspersed with muffled screams and unintelligible noises wrapped in the quilt, which was embarrassing. At this time, Peter still remembered to lift up his leg that had been cast, for fear that the phone number that Tony had signed on it would be blurred.

Iron powder is correct.

Chris began to feel that the decision to isolate Bruce and Peter was not so correct. Although it is easy for teenagers to yearn for older and attractive men, it is obviously still closer than Baby Bruce, who is thousands of miles away. Tony in front of him is even more dangerous.

Hmm... If my little shop assistant, near Zhu Zhechi, grows into the kind of appearance that is tough on the outside and soft on the inside, likes to bear everything alone and is full of self-destructive tendencies, it would be a bit bad to think about it.

He thought about pulling away the quilt rolled to his feet to shake Peter out of it, holding the quilt and showing a kind and gentle smile: "I told you that you are not allowed to play with the battle suit casually before your injury is healed. You can climb to the ceiling, do you need me to applaud you, Mr. Parker?"

As soon as he heard "Mr. Parker" from Chris saying the last word, Peter shuddered reflexively, feeling that the room instantly changed from sunny and warm spring to windy and cold winter.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Afraid of QAQ.

But I also remember to eat but not to play, and I don’t have a long memory at all.

Looking at Peter at the table, who had recovered completely within two days after being taught a lesson by himself, and could entertain himself with the fried eggs on the plate, Chris heaved a long sigh, and began to seriously reflect on why he would Choose to hire Peter.

Sure enough, it was still the fault of those dog eyes with pitiful buffs.

Thinking of this, Chris turned the page of the newspaper, and raised his eyebrows slightly at the oncoming large-scale color page and high-definition poster version of Grice—because the media didn't know Grice's name, the media gave full play to their imagination and creativity. The word ability gave this glimpsed and illusory image countless nicknames. Those exaggerated descriptions from the goddess of beauty to the treasure of God really blinded Chris, so he quickly I flipped through the following reports, and didn't plan to read the big paragraphs of shameful flattery.

Chaoying and the government will try their best to trace the origin of Grace or the connotation of her speech, but for the public, they are more willing to discuss the girl’s amazing beauty and dreamy voice than those serious political content. Let’s guess her mouth. Red livery style - anyway, the sky is falling, and there are tall ones standing on it. The superheroes and the government have not messed up yet, and it's useless for them to worry.

"She's so pretty." Peter sighed softly as he looked at the page that Chris had turned over, "I heard that because she has started to trend retro styles again this year, several big-name spring models have used the elements of skirts and corsets. "

As a straight guy who secretly has a crush on Anjieka, Peter usually doesn't pay attention to these fashion content, but many girls don't mind mixing all kinds of gossip and anecdotes with him to chat about this year's fashion trend A new model from a big name—in other words, no girl treats him like a date.

After all, girls at this age prefer the type of basketball captain and rugby player, or someone who is more mature and handsome, such as Tony Stark or... Chris, compared to the tender-looking and well-behaved Peter.

Although Chris is a little subtle in this regard, Peter is very clear that many girls in their school go out early every morning and make a detour just to sneak a few more glances when passing by the store, and sit in front of the window drinking tea. Mr. Newspaper Store Manager.

"Do you like this?" Chris turned the newspaper over and glanced at Grace again, facing the face that has been praised countless times, his heart was at peace, and he couldn't arouse any interest in this kind of beauty that was too perfect but seemed false. Besides, he is not narcissistic.

"No." Peter shook his head with reddish ears, "I just think she's a bit, um, a bit like Anjieka."

Chris stopped turning the page, but Peter, who couldn't control his mouth when the goddess in his mind was mentioned, didn't notice his pause at all, and was still rambling seriously, "I also know that I don't look like that at all. Like, but I don’t know why I just feel that they are very similar, just intuitively, and sometimes I feel that they are similar to one person... By the way, Chris, do you know Anjieka? I think Didn't I tell you about Anjieka?"

I know, not only do I know that I have been one.Chris turned over the page of the newspaper calmly, listening calmly to his cute little clerk with blushing cheeks extolling how great Anjieka was with various rhetoric. Rescued to give him infinite spiritual support on his way to becoming a hero, so magical that Chris felt that he was talking about another stranger.

"Anjieka is really great!" Peter said and secretly raised his eyes to Chris. The store manager looked at the newspaper with his eyes half-downcast indifferently. His long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his fair skin. Chris is not the kind of outstanding and shining appearance, his eyebrows and eyes are all biased towards indifference and coldness, and the hair color and eye color are both biased toward cool grays, which makes him look more silent and indifferent even when he smiles. warmth.

I don't know why Peter suddenly remembered the hug that saved him from the brink of death. It was warm and safe, like a hot flame in the cold bloody atmosphere, instantly illuminating the chaotic and confused world.

In fact... From the feeling alone, the shop owner is also a little similar to Anjieka, the kind of feeling, the cold and warm breath when approaching, and the tone of speech at certain times...

Peter blinked, and felt that Chris's face and Anjieka's face in his vision were overlapping in illusory.Thinking about it this way, if Chris is a girl, she must be a great type, gentle and considerate, and can make delicious desserts, and she is also beautiful, it is the best ideal type that he can't imagine in his dreams... No, no No, Peter, what are you thinking, stop your head—Peter shook his head vigorously, trying to clear out the messy things he had made up in his brain, and when he looked up at Chris's face, he began to uncontrollably divergent thinking.

If I really want to say that Chris wears women's clothing directly, it seems that there is no sense of disobedience. He is tall, but he is not a type of five big, three thick, and big bones. The facial features are not particularly masculine, but the dull colors add a bit of blur The hazy feeling of boundaries...stop!Hold on!Hurry up——!And the skin is very white and the collarbone is very beautiful... No way!stop!Think about your salary Peter! ——The young man was holding his head and trying to pour out the water in his head, the way Chris focused his attention and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, no, nothing, nothing!" Peter sat up straight with a bouncing body, and before his brain started to work, his mouth had already started to babble non-stop, "I didn't think about anything, and I didn't think you were very similar to Anjieka. I imagined that you were wearing women's clothes, and I didn't even think that if you were a girl, I would definitely..."

"...Chasing you." Peter finally recalled the offline IQ in Chris's half-smiling eyes, but the last few words slipped out of his mouth without stopping the car, and he screamed in pain Slamming your head on the dinner table, mourning your lost image and IQ and salary while thinking about the code name you gave yourself doesn't seem so accurate.

What is it called Spider-Man? It's clearly a dead man QAQ.

Then he heard a chuckle, and Chris said slowly, "Yes."

Peter maintained his body lying on the table and raised his head in confusion: "What?"

"I have no objection." Chris smiled and folded the newspaper aside, with no trace of irritation on his face, "What do you want to see?"

"Huh?" The bewilderment on Peter's face was mingled with complete confusion, like a puppy who was at a loss for an empty bowl in front of him.

"For women's clothing, you'd like it better at your age..." Chris rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Cheerleading?"

It took Peter three seconds to sort out the logic of the front and back, and jumped up like burning his buttocks and shook his head frantically: "I, I, I, I am just talking nonsense, you don't take it seriously, I am just talking nonsense, I can't control my mouth, I hurt my mind and I am not clear..." He Having said that, my mind has already started to automatically complete the part of Chris's women's clothing. Chris is so gentle, amiable and good-natured, it really feels like...

"Nurse?" Chris casually mentioned another one, and seeing the pitiful face of the young man whose neck was red with embarrassment from being poked in the center, he couldn't help laughing.

"Chris!" Peter exclaimed in shame and annoyance, blushing as hell but somehow feeling a little guilty.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you." Chris waved his hand and coughed twice to stop his smile, and winked at the angry Peter, "Then I will make it up for you by wearing women's clothing? Seriously."

Peter inhaled deeply, exhaled, turned his head and quickly fled the scene, saying that he was angry and looked like he was running away from the scene.

Chris knocked on the table and couldn't help laughing twice. The joyful smile made the system pop up and quietly swipe a message: [Are you a pedophile? ]

"I'm not such a beast." Chris replied with a smile, "Also, you asked this question once when I rescued Jason."

In terms of age, Jason and Peter are not much different this year, but there is a huge difference in maturity.

Jason looked a little anxious.

[But how do I feel, you went too far than when you saved Jason. ] The system retrieved the records and observed the relationship between Chris and Jason back then, and felt that someone seemed to be much worse than before, [and you are a little obsessed, starting from the first time you saw him. ]

A control freak like Chris is not a character who can hire shop assistants casually without even investigating. Back then, when Jason was half dead, Chris had to check his identity first before he rescued him, okay?

In the words of their system, Peter is like Chris's virus, it becomes a little weird when it hits it, and there may be some bad bugs.

"Probably because..." Chris narrowed his eyes slightly, and the arc of his lips added a bit of cruelty and coldness, "The light is too clean, but I can't help it." His smile returned to his usual gentle look, watching Peter run back like a thief and throw the fork in his hand into the plate, and then run away as fast as he could for his life.

[I feel that you are not only a pedophile. ] The system silently complained, [still cultivated. ]

Chris shook his head and smiled, "Interesting is not the same as being sexually interested...don't think too much about it."

"At least until he matures, I won't do anything."

He will calmly restrain the dark side in his heart that was lured by the too pure light, and carefully hold the appropriate distance and space.

He wasn't ready yet, dragging the angel who was trying to fly to heaven with fluttering wings so quickly into the endless darkness.