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Unexpectedly, his vest was stripped off like this, Peter Parker almost let go of his hand, and threw Garald down directly.

But fortunately, he still firmly remembers that he is now tens of meters high in the air, and there is a street with cars passing under his feet. The new colleagues seemed a bit too light, not much heavier than the cake boxes behind them.

It feels like it can be hung directly on the body_(:з」∠)_

Unable to resist secretly poking and gesticulating on his chest, the little spider began to think seriously about the possibility of harvesting an elf pendant.For a moment I forgot my current situation.

But soon, this 'pendant' who was much taller than him spoke again, pulling him into the fear of falling off the horse again.

"So, Spider-Man?"

Being led by Peter to shuttle through the streets and alleys of New York, Garald glanced at his red tights with white silk, curled his lips with a curve visible to the naked eye: "Are you serious?"

"What's wrong?"

Peter's voice sounded full of horror: "I'm serious."

"Then no one has ever asked you?" Jarod hung on the little spider calmly, without any panic about going to heaven for the first time: "After all, Spider-Man sounds a lot like the son of the Black Widow."

"……what?"

"Even wearing tights."

"..."

I always feel that I should be disgusted by others, the little spider said 'ang', and asked in a ignorant way: "But Captain America also wears tights, and everyone likes him."

Garrod included in 'everyone':  …

"That's probably because there's only half of his headgear."

Suddenly discovered this question, I never seem to realize that Steve is also a big cutie who likes tights.After thinking for a while, Garald said decisively, "And there are breasts."

Peter subconsciously touched the magnanimity on his chest.

"Then I may not be able to do it."

A little frustrated, the little spider's voice came from under the hood: "And I like to fly around in the air, half of the hood can't block the wind."

Thinking about the scene when he saved the world one day, the cold wind was poured into his throat as soon as he opened his mouth. Peter silently thought that it would be better to do a simple and unpretentious talk now.

Garrod gave him a sidelong glance.

However, although he received a lot of blows from Mr. Elf one after another, Peter Parker did not forget what their original job was.He quickly led Garrod out of the congested street. He looked around and took out the order to make sure he read it correctly. Then he took the shape of the left-handed cake and the right-handed elf with a small schoolbag on his back, 'shua 'It landed on the windowsill of a high-rise apartment building.

"Miss inside, your takeaway has arrived!"

He yelled at the top of his voice, so fast that Garald had no time to cover his mouth.But obviously, Spider-Man's popularity in New York is greater than Elf imagined. Instead of being beaten out as perverts as Elf thought, they also received a sky-shattering scream and countless passionate kisses from the residents.If it wasn't for Peter's quick reaction, they might have been dragged into the house by that lady and did some very indescribable things, which frightened Garrod greatly.

"I didn't expect you to be so popular."

Counting the tips that customers stuffed into Peter's backpack, the amount is quite impressive.Garald patted him on the shoulder, and said in a very emotional tone, "I'm almost catching up with me back then."

"..."

No matter how you listen to it, you feel that there seems to be something wrong with this sentence. Peter was silent for a while, looking at Mr. Elf with more than one red lipstick mark on his face, and said in a very sincere tone: "Actually, you are not bad now."

This is the truth.After all, he has a face, even if he is not as famous as a superhero, there are very few people who have met Garrod who don't like him.And since he started working in the shop, almost half of the income of the cake shop comes from the face-watching crowd, which made Mr. Elf fully realize how terrible this age of face-watching can be.

And now, he appears to have another avenue to make money.

"When you deliver for Jimmy, you can wear this spider suit once in a while."

Wiping off the lip marks on his face little by little, Jialude nodded seriously at the little spider: "I will cover for you, and you are responsible for making money. This way you can get more tips back."

"And do I keep all my tips?" Peter asked hopefully.

"No." And Garrod ruthlessly pierced his fantasy: "Of course we share equally, what do you think?"

Peter: ... oh QAQ

Next, they delivered the rest of the order in the same way.

Because there is no air traffic control in New York, and there is no traffic jam between the skyscrapers, the two of them dangled in the traffic flow and crowds without any hindrance, and even chatted and chatted along the way.In addition, Garald's weight is so light that he doesn't feel any burden after Peter really wraps him with spider silk. It's like walking around with a living pendant. It's not too easy .

And the people of New York feasted their eyes today.

A Spider-Man is flying around overhead, except that it is a bit dazzling, and it is nothing special for citizens who often see various superheroes.

But Spider-Man is tied to a person, and he is still a man with a very imaginative appearance and figure, which is more interesting.

And after a video shot with a mobile phone was posted on Twitter, the topic became even more popular on the homepage. Almost everyone on the streets of New York raised their heads, wanting to find Spider-Man's movement track, and posted it on the Internet. Huge #RomanceAboveFiftyFootCity – FindingSpiderAndHisBoyfriend#campaign.

Countless people have posted the photos they took.

And Falcon, who was browsing the web in the lounge of the building, spit out a mouthful of coffee.

"This... this fucking looks like that old man, right?"

Holding the mobile phone, sitting at the bar with a sore face.Sam glanced at the screen again, and after confirming that he was not dazzled, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "How long has he been out, and yet another CP has been formed?"

"Humph."

Lie on the couch and carefully apply nail polish to each finger.The black widow, who had no mission, sneered, and glanced at him: "Only good-looking is eligible to be a CP, and only people pay attention."

The single eagle who has never been troubled by scandals: ...

"I don't think that's the point."

Lie listlessly on the long table.Hawkeye, who was still a little dizzy, said this, swiping his phone while pressing an ice pack on his forehead: "How did he know Spider-Man, don't we need to discuss it?"

"Your intelligence is too far behind, Clint."

Raising her hand a little farther, the widow repeatedly checked the newly painted area on her nails, and she didn't seem surprised by this: "The boss has recruited a new part-time student named Peter Parker. Let me think about who that child is." I shouldn't need to remind you."

"……Oh."

And Hawkeye's tone became even weaker: "I just hope that the living fossil can remember to bring back my little biscuit."

"What kind of biscuits to eat? The refrigerator is almost full and I still eat biscuits."

Couldn't help but spit at him.Then he brought his attention back to the popular topic on the homepage. Falcon casually flipped through a few posts and found that the netizens had already imagined an ups and downs emotional drama. Should this matter be reported to the leader: "Do you think we should tell the captain about this?"

As if interested at last, the widow looked up from the sofa.However, before she could say anything, the door of the lounge was pushed open with a 'squeak'.

"I seem to have heard it just now, who should tell me what?"

Holding the shield and the maintenance oil of the maintenance shield came in from the outside, Steve looked around the room, raising his eyebrows a little suspiciously.

Sam shut his mouth and looked towards the sofa.

Clint turned his head with him.

"Not really."

Putting her hands on the coffee table to dry her nail polish, Natasha smiled at the captain: "It's just that your little cabbage came out online, but it's not you, that's all."

Steve: ...? ?