Debt Sell Yourself Daily [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Harley was not angry when she got home in the car. She felt that she was baffled. She was angry because her boyfriend cared too much about her feelings, and she might be looking for scolding on the Internet.

And Peter has such a personality, so why bother with him.It may indeed be that the lack of sleep caused him to become hypocritical, and Harley decided to go home and fall asleep.

Peter didn't sleep well. He seriously thought about how to upgrade his relationship with Harry all night.

The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh and humid, and God is also very generous today, shining the winter sun.Peter has been around Harry's door for a long time, and he is cheering himself up.

While eating breakfast, Harry watched the real-time monitoring that the White Queen showed her. Since she woke up, Peter has been jumping in the front yard of her house for half an hour.

The reason why he uses the word "bounce" is because he has never stopped before, backflipping, climbing trees, scratching walls... The way he scratched his ears and cheeks, Harley watched him play monkey from curious to expressionless.

Why does Peter always forget that there is surveillance at the door of his house...

Harry swallowed the last mouthful of food calmly, put the bowl in the kitchen sink, put on his schoolbag, and opened the door.

"What are you doing?" Harry crossed his arms and looked at Peter who was swinging upside down from a tree by a spider's thread.

Peter didn't expect Harry to come out suddenly, he let go of his hand in a panic, and jumped down from the tree.Then he sorted out his emotions, walked up to Harry and said calmly, "Harry, I know why you were angry yesterday."

"Oh why?"

"You must think I'm too polite to you and don't treat you as one of my own." Peter looked at her expectantly after he finished speaking, and seeing Harry nod, he continued: "Don't worry, Harry, I definitely treat you You are your own, I have figured out a way now!"

Harry raised his eyebrows to look at him, and heard him say: "I will tell you more about what I want, and you should also tell me about your difficulties."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Of course!" Peter was still a little indignant when he talked about this: "You never tell me about the troubles you encountered, and you didn't even tell me when you were sick."

Harry raised his hand and questioned: "Don't you know?"

"Surely you didn't say it yourself! Although I forgot, you can't fool my Harry." Peter glared at her with dog eyes.

"Okay, can we talk as we walk? I think we're going to be late." Harry turned the car keys and headed to the garage.

"What I want to say is that we have to change it in the future." Peter followed her, "For example, I will tell you what I think now, and I want to take the bus to school with you."

Peter looked at her with bright eyes, Harry was silent by him, she put her hand on the car door, "Honey, I really want to satisfy you, but are you sure you want to talk about our private issues on the bus? Huh? "

The 'hmm' at the end slightly lowered the pitch, Peter's ears softened and he sat in the passenger seat obediently.Halle was right, it's not nice to talk about personal issues in public.

The car started, and Peter found what he wanted to say: "Well, the one just now doesn't count, but you understand what I mean?"

"Well, so you just say what else you want me to do with you."

When Peter mentioned this, he immediately became excited. He took out a very well-preserved card and spoke very quickly, "When I was young, I made a picture of what I wanted to do with the person I liked, and we can do it together!"

"Okay." Harry said casually, thinking that this was not a big problem.

"Great." Peter was excited to hear she agreed, "Okay, now it's your turn, Harley."

"What to me?"

"The difficulties and troubles you encountered!" Peter was unhappy, "We agreed to change it together."

who told you...

But Harley found that she did have this problem. Because of her personality, she didn't like to reveal her problems and weaknesses to others. She thought she could solve them.

But this is Peter...Harry glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, I do have a question now. I told you that Superman's blood is very good and can cure my illness."

"Are you lying to me? It doesn't work?" Peter tensed up.

"No, it is indeed useful. The potion researched now has a 30.00% chance of curing me." Harley's voice was calm.

Peter grabbed the seat belt: "What about the remaining 70.00%?"

At the red light, Harry stopped the car and turned to look at Peter: "I will die, the energy inside it is too much, if it fails, my body will explode because it can't bear the energy."

Seeing that Peter's mouth was white, Harry comforted him: "It's not bad, is it? At least if you fail, you won't turn into some weird creatures."

Obviously this didn't have any effect, and Peter was about to die of anger, "If I didn't do this, when would you tell me? Could it be that the last thing I got was a message from the White Queen to collect your body?"

Harley has a guilty conscience. She really intends to find a time to use it quietly. If it succeeds, everything will be fine, but if it fails, she will ask a lawyer to arrange her funeral... After all, the way to die with an energy explosion is a bit ugly, and she doesn't want Peter to see it. arrive.

She just didn't want the two of them to bear such a thing together, and he would definitely be with her when she took the medicine after telling Peter... If she died in front of him, he would break down.

"No, I will definitely discuss it with you before I use it. It's just that I didn't find the opportunity and I don't know how to tell you. I don't want you to be disappointed." This was a white lie, and Harry didn't change his face.

"Really?" Peter stared at her suspiciously, but didn't see anything.

Under Peter's suspicious eyes, Harry stepped on the accelerator very calmly, "Of course, I won't lie to you. Of course I will discuss such a big matter with you."

"Then let's stop using that potion, okay?" Peter felt a little flustered and irritable, and he sped up his speech unconsciously: "Let's find other blood to see, okay? Or let's study and see if we can optimize it? "

"It has a high failure rate Harley, I don't want to lose you."

He was about to cry, Harry was silent, she didn't ask what if there was no more suitable blood?What if this potion is already the best?

She nodded in agreement with Peter, "Then let's wait a little longer." It's just a little longer, and Harry thought she should be able to wait.

Both of them fell silent after that, and Peter lost the excitement he had had earlier.Harry sighed silently, see, that's why she didn't like telling people about her troubles.

Nothing can be solved, but there is one more person to worry about.

Peter has been in a bad mood since talking to Harley, and there is a pang in his chest.But he forced a smile in front of May and Halle.

To be honest, the acting is pretty poor, and both May and Halle can see his disguise.

On Saturday, Peter hangs upside down on the head of the bed and meditates after washing up decadently. Well, this is his new way to relieve depression.Pour it out, as Peter said.

Soon his motionless posture was broken, and there was a knock on the door, and it was Harry.

He looked at the casual Harley a little confused: "Why are you here, Harley?"

Harry raised the small card in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you left it in my car as a hint?"

Well, after reading the childish font on the small card, Harley wanted to destroy the body, but Peter was too depressed these days, so she found it out again.

"No..." He didn't care about his little card after hearing what Harley said that day.

Harry interrupted him: "I'm here anyway, so let's go." She pulled him out and closed the door.

Peter was still a little dazed when he was pulled into the street by Harley. They didn't drive this time, and first went to a small shopping mall not far from Peter's home.

They arrive at a shop where they buy hats.

Harry pointed to a pile of various hats hanging there and said, "Choose."

"Ah?" Peter suddenly realized that his little card seemed to have two people wearing couple hats hanging out. He was a little embarrassed: "Harry, you don't need to be like this..."

Harry didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so she picked up a baseball cap and put it on Peter's head, and put the same one on her head.

"Boss, swipe the card." She handed over her credit card.

After paying the money, Harley pulled Peter straight to the next location, and Peter followed her, a little touched: "Harry, you really don't have to accommodate me."

Harry stopped, turned around and smiled softly: "Today you have only one choice, which is to follow my rhythm and carry out your young and ignorant little romance."

"But..." Peter wanted to refute but was interrupted by Harry.

"No, but!" She pulled Peter to a full-length mirror, letting him take a good look at himself, "I really don't want to see your face of complaining about your husband."

Husband face?Peter raised his head subconsciously, and he saw himself in the mirror. His little brown curly hair was pressed down by a gray baseball cap, his brows, eyes and mouth were drooping, and he looked decadent and lifeless.

Peter was startled, why is he like this?

Peter tried to curl his lips up, trying to laugh.Harry stretched out his hands, pressed his index finger and thumb on both sides of his cheeks, and pulled the corners of his mouth down, "Don't smile like that."

Peter's head drooped, his voice was low: "I thought I was covering it up well..."

"Come on, Peter, you are not suitable for disguising at all." Harry looked at him angrily: "Cheer up. You make me tell you my difficulties in the future."

"You're right, Harry, we can't be frightened by the difficulties in front of us!" Peter blushed inexplicably: "Go! I'll study that potion with you!"

Peter felt that this was too unlike him, but he was Spider-Man, how could he avoid the problem?Besides, it made Harley worry, which should not be done!

He decided to face the difficulties head on!

"Okay..." Harry looked at him inexplicably, but chicken blood is better than decadence, right?

Harry pointed to the superhero ice cream shop lined up in front of him: "So, we are all here, do you want to buy an ice cream before leaving?"

Seeing that there were not many people in line, Peter hesitated and agreed. Eating Iron Man Sweetheart Peach Flavored Ice Cream with his girlfriend was also an item on the small card.

Before they left, they each had an ice cream, but Halle's was Spider-Man Yogurt Strawberry.

That's right, after several years of development, this ice cream shop is also introducing new ones in a timely manner.Already have a Spider-Man special.

Watching Halle eat his special ice cream bite by bite, Peter blushed a little.