Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Of course, when Chris said he wanted to give some sweetness to taste, he really only wanted to give some sweetness to taste.

Although for Peter, who was so stimulated that his whole body went limp and his face flushed, such a little bit of sweetness was enough for him to savor it satisfactorily for a long time.

Chris felt that Peter suddenly realized how difficult it is to successfully sleep with him, so he didn't have to rush to hit home plate when he was so slightly shaken. After all, acting impulsively at this time, who will sleep in the end? Who really is a sadly obvious topic.

So Peter didn't force it.

He just let out his laziness and didn’t want to move. He was flattened out like a little frog on a laboratory bench as usual, rubbing his belly. He was carried by Chris to the bathroom to be cleaned from head to toe, and then put on his head. Yawning with a head of wet hair, Lai refused to leave on Chris's bed.

To repeat the previous question again, with this appearance, who gave Peter the confidence that he would be able to sleep with Chris one day?

Anyway, Chris thinks he has little hope.

But today he didn't force Peter to dry his hair like before and throw the young man out wherever he came in. He quite tolerantly tolerated Peter's behavior of rubbing against his bed with his dripping hair, Giving up half of his own bed, he dug out a new pillow from the cabinet and threw it to Peter. He told Peter to dry his hair, and then went into the bathroom with a towel and a change of clothes.

Even if Chris is not obsessed with cleanliness, it would be difficult for him to have a heart-to-heart talk with Peter when Peter splashed some kind of liquid on his cheeks and collar and still has that strange taste in his mouth. You have to clean up yourself, tidy up enough to be able to meet people, and then you can continue to face the new routines of your little boyfriend who doesn't know how many more.

And while Chris was taking a bath, Peter, who was wrapped in a Chris bath towel and covered with satiety all over his body, smirked and rolled several times on Chris's bed. Compared with a human bed, Chris's big bed is big enough for him to roll around and play happily. By the way, he rubbed the water on his head on the quilt to get half dry, and put the new pillow in his hand with Chris's. After swapping the pillows, I buried my face in it like holding a puppy and sniffed it. I lay on the big soft bed and wrapped the quilt tightly, not wanting to get up and blow my hair.

His hair was originally short, and he would dry it by himself within a few minutes. Compared with the dispensable work of blowing his hair, it was obvious that Chris's room was more attractive to him. This was the first time he was attracted To be allowed to stay instead of being driven home pitifully, of course, had to satisfy one's curiosity sufficiently.

Who knows when the next time Chris short-circuits his head will be.

Peter whimpered and rubbed himself under the quilt, acting like a little milk dog who has been greatly wronged, but if you pay attention to the corner of his mouth that is already tending to a smirk, you can probably fully understand it. It is the true meaning of the saying that you can sell yourself well if you get cheap.

He hugged Chris's pillow—now he unilaterally declared that this pillow belonged to him—turned his eyes around and carefully looked at Chris's bedroom. He hadn't looked at Chris's room carefully before. Just thinking about how to push Chris onto the bed and roll over like a war, how can I feel satisfied and comfortable rolling around humming a little tune now.

Although it is true that he did not really fall asleep to Chris, and he was deeply aware of how long and hopeless this task is, but this did not affect his current mood that was so happy that he could fly to the sky—a young man with no experience enjoying the flesh It is always easy to be satisfied physically, and watching the lover he admires and longs for bends over and gives in, the psychological satisfaction is even greater than when he actually fell asleep with Chris.

Well, although this kind of thing can't be compared until he actually sleeps with Chris.

But what does it matter? Peter hummed an out-of-key tune and buried himself in Chris's soft and warm quilt. His gaze swept from the chandelier above his head to the closet by the window. There were not many things in Chris's bedroom, and they were clean. Neat and tidy enough to make any young man who likes to throw things around - such as Peter - feel ashamed, considering that his room is always messy and messy, let him make up his mind to clean up the room when he goes back , so as not to be ashamed in front of Chris.

Talking like Chris would climb walls and windows in the middle of the night like he did.

However, Chris's bedroom is clean and tidy, which does not mean that the whole bedroom is really standard like a model room in the picture book of the decoration company. There are still many traces of Chris's unique life in the details. Peter lowered his head and found a small refrigerator hidden in the bedside table, with several bottles of wine in it, and a bookmarked book on the small bookshelf nailed to the wall. I don't know those long long words.

His talent for foreign languages ​​is far inferior to his talent for scientific research. Even though people from all over the world in the store have a good enough language environment, they have not succeeded in cultivating him into a multilingual multi-lingual talent. The only achievement is that he learned to understand English mixed with different accents, and by the way, his own accent was biased.

So Chris' language ability to communicate smoothly no matter what country the other party is from is particularly enviable.

Peter was in a daze under the quilt, then got up from the quilt as if remembering something, and after lying on the ground for a while, he found what he was looking for from the gap under the cabinet. ——The eyes that Chris dropped casually.

The thin gold frame hangs with a thin shiny chain, which is a very classic style that is not very common nowadays. Peter blushed and stuffed the glasses into the clothes he had changed, and carefully hid them, only to settle his mind. With a long sigh of relief, An Anxin happily tucked himself into the quilt and rolled around.

No, you can't say that his current behavior is childish. Even if he is psychologically a mature, stable adult with rich experience, it has nothing to do with him rolling on the big bed of his sweetheart. The soft bed and warm quilt infect With the slightly intoxicating scent of spices on Chris, the scent that makes people feel dizzy as if they have stepped into a wonderful kingdom of the Arabian Nights, it is enough to make the person who wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the bridge not long ago act as a bosom brother The Spiderman who was persuaded by the little girl turned into a baby under three years old, who only knew to hug the pillow and giggle, and was full of the rancid smell of love that made teeth sore from head to toe.

Chris tidied himself up and changed into his pajamas and came out of the bathroom. What he saw was the messy bed he was rolled in and the pillow hugging him on the bed. Peter, who was happy about something, obviously respected Mr. Parker didn't listen to him He suggested to dry his hair, now the little brown hair on his head is still wet and tumbling, and his shape is extraordinarily uninhibited. Peter, who forcibly occupied a set of his pajamas, stretched his legs and shook his long trouser legs unconsciously, hehe silly and happy Rolled up and down, patted the bed and shouted, "Chris!"

Chris raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. He forced Peter to rub his wet hair with a towel, and then threw the towel into the laundry basket after it was half dry. He turned on the bed and yawned. lights in the house.

If it was normal, he should still have about an hour of reading time. The half-read Grimm's travel notes on the shelf is a pretty good read before going to bed. If it weren't for the mysterious decline of the formerly prosperous Grimm family, few still retain the inheritance. Well, it is very difficult to get such a travel record that will only be passed down within the family.

But since Peter is allowed to stay today, Chris doesn’t have to waste his time doing night reading. Putting Peter aside, Peter spontaneously rubbed towards Chris and let out a contented sigh. After thinking about it, he raised his head and kissed Chris before nodding in satisfaction, closing his eyes and preparing to fall asleep.

——He didn't even mention about Anjieka anymore, of course it's not that he really didn't care about it at all, but that he wasn't so anxious to dig all of Chris's affairs Two clean.The experience of countless worlds has taught him patience and tolerance. If he was really this young and impulsive young man not long ago, he might be really passionate and have to drag Chris to explain things clearly. But now he is a mature and stable adult, not to mention that he clearly knows how Chris is a bastard who is used to concealing and not saying a word, just like a clam shell, he has to wait patiently to find the right time, so that he can successfully get rid of it. pry open.

He was in no hurry.

Satisfied by being completely smoothed by Chris, Peter happily put his hands on Chris' abs, feeling that there should be no more unsuitable dreams coming to his door tonight.

Don't be afraid even if they come to your door, anyway, Chris is beside him hehe.

Peter. The winner in life. Mr. Parker took a deep breath and relaxed, and slowly fell asleep.

Little did he know that at this time his father Stark was so busy that he didn't even have time for dinner, he was having a splitting headache due to the huge pile of encrypted and re-encrypted data from Hydra, and he had to face a face full of guilt. Xiao Huan, who was about to cry with sadness in the next second, bah, the Winter Soldier, and Captain America who was at a loss in the face of such a complicated situation and his brain froze.

Really want to kick these two out of the lab together.

At this time, Tony can feel the benefits of Mr. Trevor, the old Popsicle No. [-]. He will neither look at you with the wet eyes of that little animal, eagerly trying to please you, nor frown and frown trying to Talk to him well, but he can't sort out his thoughts and express what he wants to say. He will just lie quietly in the freezer and let Tony scan and study him, like a beautiful and obedient large Barbie baby.

Because Chris deceived Dr. Banner’s precious feelings by turning into a milk cat in order to make up for himself, he obliged to introduce a mage who is good at teaching his disciples to Dr. Banner to learn to calm down and communicate with himself. In the true sense, it can be seen that the mage is quite capable of strengthening his self-spirit if he maintains enough calmness and clarity. Learning from a mage who is good at teaching his disciples can effectively make Dr. Banner face up to his inner self Master emotions and power, and achieve perfect balance with the other side of his soul.

The only downside is that you have to travel thousands of miles to a foreign country, and you won't be able to have fun project acting with Tony in the short term.

So there is no second person to share this research object with him.

amount……

There may still be.

Facing the late-night visiting guests, Tony showed a standard Stark smile.

"Good evening, Diana...Miss Prince."