Win Wayne

Tony's feeling at this moment is bad, very bad.

Originally thinking that Peter would be able to catch the daughter of Wayne's homeless family, Tony had rehearsed eight hundred times in his mind how he would laugh at Bruce. Even Bruce wanted to take his daughter home, but Wen insisted on staying in New York and the boy. Tony has already thought about what expression he should make when such a scene happens when his friends are together.

This kind of opportunity to taunt Bruce Wayne AKA Batman wantonly, and the other party has no way to retaliate, will definitely be looted by thousands of people outside!

Tony would never allow anyone to take away his joy of laughing at Batman!

It's just that he didn't expect that it wasn't Peter chasing Wen after him.

It's hard to say what Wen's attitude is. Based on his intuition, Tony believes that Wen is definitely the type that is super difficult to coax. This kind of girl who has no worries about food and clothing, has a good education, is not stupid, and is very beautiful. You work hard. If you try to be nice to her, she won't be moved by it.

They naturally believe that they are worth anything from anyone.

But since she can tell Spider-Man that she is willing to date him without the mask, it means that the superhero aura also has an effect on her.

Tony believed that as long as Peter worked hard and kept the chain going, he would be able to catch Wen...

I didn't expect Peter to think so much before chasing him down!

Tony's feeling at this moment is bad, double bad.

Could it be that what will happen next is not that Wen Yiruan chose to stay in New York for Peter in his imagination, but that Peter was hooked up by Wen and left?

It seems very possible.

Tony felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. At first, he was a little bit eager to put the ducks on the shelves. The promise to let Peter go to the Avengers headquarters for training, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was very good.

What should children do if they think about falling in love every day?

Give him more training tasks, and give him a few more courses to study!

As long as there is enough time left for Peter, sooner or later he will forget to think about whether he likes Wen or not... right?

From teenagers to middle age, Tony, who didn't restrain himself until he was with Pep, glanced at Peter uncertainly, and comforted himself in his heart: It's okay, don't worry, Peter is different from himself when he was young.

Peter will do his homework seriously.

Indeed, Peter, who was full of "Mr. Stark has affirmed me! I must work hard to live up to the high expectations placed by Mr. Stark", enthusiastically devoted himself to the targeted physical training, and finally took some time to rest. He didn't leave, but went to Tony's laboratory to do odd jobs and help.

Tony disliked Peter in his mouth, but he was very honest in his actions. He not only allowed Peter to use various high-tech in the laboratory at will, but also generously provided materials for Peter's whimsical ideas.

Then, as Tony hoped, Peter didn't see Wen again for a long time.

"Little Spider seems to be very busy recently." Wen said, "There are a lot of pictures of him going in and out of the Avengers headquarters on the Internet. Everyone is guessing that he will soon become an official member of the Avengers."

When she pushed open the window, she tiptoed outside, and tentatively lay down in front of the window to look down, her long hair was loosely tied in a ponytail and hung on her chest, licking her side face vaguely .

Her face was like a painting in the window frame.

The oil painting seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at her, so he turned his head and followed his gaze.

Wen knew that the gaze came from her new neighbor, someone who had finally moved into this always empty high-end apartment and happened to live next door to her, which made Wen happy and a little nervous.

She couldn't tell why she was happy or anxious, but she just felt that it would be nice to have more popularity around her.

Who is the new neighbor?Men and women, how old are you, can you talk to her?

Wen saw a beautiful woman with red hair and blue eyes.

The shape of the face and the browbones have distinct Russian features. The high nose bridge and short hair style make her very imposing, but when she looks at her, there is an incredible affinity in her beautiful smile, which is almost negligible She's aggressive now.

Wen said, "...how are you?"

She didn't know why Natasha kept staring at her and blinked innocently.

The new neighbor, who has used countless names and skipped it for the time being, now uses the name Natasha Romanov, AKA Black Widow, one of the main members of the Avengers, and is considered the most low-key one.

She is low-key because this agent-turned-member of the Avengers has never been seen during off-duty hours, and only appears suddenly from somewhere when summoned.

Wen felt that Natasha's actual actions were very high-profile.

Except for Tony Stark, who publicly admitted her identity as Iron Man, she never hides her face when she appears in public, and she always wears a black leather tights, which is cool and sassy.

"Hello." Natasha leaned against the window with a smile, resting her cheek on the back of her hand, "Natasha, the one you know."

"Wen." Wen introduced himself, "your neighbor."

Natasha looked around Wen's back and asked with a smile, "Do you live alone?"

Wen nodded.She is now also used to being asked about her family background by people she knows. She doesn't often look in the mirror, wondering if she looks younger than her actual age, but she can see her arms and body.

Whether or not she looked younger than her age, she looked weaker and paler than most.

Wen, who has been active with this body for a long time, can assure that the body is very healthy.

In terms of physical strength and reaction ability alone, it even far surpasses many professionally trained mercenaries. When it comes to this, I have to mention that New York is not as safe as it seems on the surface.

Wen Du met many powerful mercenaries on the road.

She could smell a strong smell of blood from them, that kind of chaotic and dark temperament, no matter how deeply it was hidden, she could easily detect it.

Natasha also has a similar aura.

This woman who pretended to be very friendly smiled and leaned forward: "The little girl lives alone, and the family is not afraid that you will be targeted by bad guys?"

Her whole body was filled with the smell of guns and gunpowder smoke, and she was putting on a show and putting on a show.This kind of woman cannot be trusted, they will never have tender feelings for you, all tenderness is just to take advantage of, but even so, the boiling heat in her body can still bring a little comfort.

Satisfy her, what's the matter?Natasha will pretend to be a considerate lover, even a fanatical lover, and she never pursues a long time, she only wants the fresh stimulation brought by a fresh body...

Okay, okay, she's your thing, don't think about Wendy, I know.

If you really like her, why don't you just control your body to touch her? Why do you only give me the control of your body?

From Natasha's point of view, after she asked this question, Wen just tilted his head and shook his head slightly.

Wendy said, "Are you eyeing me?"

"I'm not a bad person." Natasha narrowed her eyes like a cat, "I just moved next door to your house."

Wendy asked her again: "Diana asked you to come and take care of me?"

"My relationship with Wonder Woman is not that good." Natasha raised her lips, her eyes slowly caressed Wendy's cheek, "I moved here for other reasons."

The Batman next door is about to overturn!

He has a biological daughter living outside and he hasn't realized it yet!

Who wouldn't want to see a good show?Um?Who wouldn't want to see a good show? !

No one doesn't want to, absolutely no one doesn't want to.Even Green Lantern, who is on a mission in the universe, will run back from the end of the universe without hesitation once he learns that he has the opportunity to see a joke about bats!

After all, who hasn't been pissed off by Batman when working with Batman.

It's obviously a cooperative relationship, but Batman is alone, always put on a bad face, never give others face, always strive to be the person in control of the overall situation, and always ask his collaborators to obey his arrangements...

Dare Batman has had a grudge for a long time!He has already aroused public wrath!

Everyone wants to see his good show!

Even Wonder Woman, who is also one of the Big Three of Zhenglian, had the same feeling, and didn't tell Bat about Wendy—but because Diana didn't think Wendy was suitable for living alone at all, she wasn't too sure. She might be staring at New York at any time, and after repeated screening, she found a protector for Wendy that she thought was suitable.

Natasha and Wonder Woman do have a normal relationship as Natasha said, but they reached a consensus on the point of "there is a good show to watch".

Diana didn't mean Wendy's news to Natasha.

"...I told you that she is in New York because New York is your territory." After explaining Wen's situation in general, of course, it is what she thinks she is, and then added, "I hope you can take care of her a little bit at ordinary times." Let her."

Indeed, she looks like a little girl in poor health, Natasha thought after observing her.

The sun shone warmly on half of Wen's body, her skin was so thin that it was transparent.If it were a special human with superb eyesight like Natasha, she could see the traces of the skin bulging when the blood flowed through warm blood vessels just by concentrating for a while.

Too fragile and too bat-like, Natasha looked at Wen with a delicate mood.

She wasn't surprised that people like Batman would try every means to conceal the existence of this daughter, and she wasn't surprised that Batman would find a place to keep this daughter in captivity. She was surprised that Wen had the courage to resist.

Even if Wen doesn't know that her father is Batman, simply defying her father is a big deal.

Or brave enough to border on stupid.

Wen felt that Natasha looked at her a little strangely. Although there was no malice, the look that seemed to see through her clothes and skin to the inside of her bone marrow was really creepy.

So she asked, "Do you know me?"

At the same time, she poked Wendy madly in her heart.

Wendy!Come out for me, Wendy!Don't tell me you even slept with a black widow!

In fact, it’s nothing to sleep with, really Wendy, I’ve already seen it, I also like pretty sisters, although I still prefer boys, I don’t reject pretty sisters either.

That is, you have to tell me who you slept with, otherwise it would be embarrassing to meet you?You see, in the eyes of the other party, I have had negative distance contact with her, but in my eyes, she is a stranger. When we met on the road, she said hi, I said hello, who are you... Is this suitable Wendy!Does it fit!

--I don't.slept.she.

—You won't meet anyone I've had a relationship with.None of them are in this world.

What! ?Not in this world! ?

Are you the legendary lone star of the evil spirit, Wendy?Anyone who sleeps with you must die?

--Why do not you go to hell.

Then I didn't talk to you either... Okay, I won't talk anymore.

Wen zipped his own mouth in his imagination,

"Know you? You can put it this way...but the you I know may not be the same person as you in your own eyes." Natasha chuckled lightly, "Get out of the way, Wendy."

Wen Xin thought that the Black Widow really knew her.

"You can call me Wen." She corrected what Natasha called her. "I prefer to be called Wen."

Then she obediently stepped aside as Natasha asked.

With a whoosh, a gadget was nailed to the window frame.Wen's reaction speed couldn't keep up with the speed of that thing. She looked down a little dullly, only to realize that it was a small grapple hook with a thin translucent line attached to it.

It's a bit like spider silk... I don't know if the little spider is having fun at the headquarters of Avengers recently?

Go see him when you have time, Wen thought, she intuitively knew that she could enter the heavily guarded Avengers headquarters, but if she was discovered, there might be some minor consequences...

Natasha noticed that Wen was distracted again.

She smiled inexplicably, put one hand on the edge of the window, jumped out of the room neatly, and landed firmly on the translucent silk thread.

Wen opened his mouth wide: "..."

Before she could cry out, Natasha was already on her feet.

temperature:"……"

She closed her mouth and pretended that she hadn't made a fuss at all, while Natasha was already trotting over the silk thread with her body half bent.

Every time she took a step, the thread trembled slightly. This thread was like a branch floating in the sea, and Natasha was a bird crossing the sea by stepping on this branch.

This is more than 50 floors, isn't she afraid!

Wen watched intently as Natasha approached lightly on the translucent thread, then turned over and fell into the room rubbing her skin.

"You are amazing." Wen sighed and applauded Natasha warmly.

"It's just a little skill, you can do it too." Natasha leaned towards Wen, "Would you like to try it?"

Wen: "..." Why are you making things difficult for me.

She directly denied Natasha's opinion.

"I don't think I can do it."

"Why? Are you afraid of heights?"

This is not a question of being afraid of heights, it is a question of the fact that adults are unlikely to be afraid of such heights...

But I recalled how she felt when she was hugged by Spiderman and flew over the tall buildings in New York, and how she felt when she was sitting on the plane and felt the weightlessness.

Wen had to admit: "I'm not afraid of heights, on the contrary, I like heights."

"Then why don't you try?" Natasha pointed out, "You don't like being treated as weak all the time, do you?"

No, you're wrong, as a salted fish, I don't care at all about being regarded as weak by you Chaoying who write as humans and read as non-humans.

Wendy sneered: "I'm not a weak person, but compared to people like you, I'm just an ordinary human being."

temperature:……

Wen: Wait, when did you start controlling your body?Why am I completely unaware?

Wendy didn't answer her, but also imitated Natasha's movements, leaning on the window frame and leaping outward, while Wendy screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" in the standard landing posture of a ballet dancer , feet staggered, lightly landed on the silk thread.

The so-called standard landing posture of a ballet dancer means that her body is completely straight.

Wen felt her heart beating wildly.

Why is Wendy not afraid of heights even though she is weak!No, although this is not a fear of heights, the current state of this body has nothing to do with "not being afraid" at all!

It may be because it is Wendy who controls the body now, and the changes inside the body become clearer in Wen's feelings.

The blood boiled in her veins and rushed to her limbs desperately. Her body began to heat up, and she began to feel tingling and itching on the surface of her skin.Power flowed continuously from her heart to her fingers and toes. In the suffocation, the sense of control that completely dominated this body was so strong that Wen believed that she could do anything.

Just when Wendy thought that Wendy would do something to prove "I'm not a weak person", Wendy gave up this control without hesitation.

temperature:"……"

She started to cry.

--lets Dance.

No, no, no, Wendy, stop joking, you want to dance yourself!I can not do it!

— No problem, you can do it.

How could such a tattered body do what you said lightly!

Wen hovered on the silk thread, maintaining his balance tremblingly, wishing to curse Wendy a thousand times in his heart, but her heartbeat became more and more intense, almost jumping out of her chest.

The ribs were squeezed by the sharp contraction and swelling of the heart.

But after standing for a while, her emotions gradually calmed down, and she really began to feel that she could do it.

……No!Sure enough, I still can't do it!

Wendy!Wendy, don't leave the mess to you when you come out!Didn't we agree that you're the one who takes care of the mess!

—We never talked about this kind of thing.

— Now, jump!

Reflexively raised his arms.

Natasha, who had been standing by the window with her hands folded, raised her eyebrows.

Wen is actually scared to death, no kidding, she knows what state she is in now, there is still a difference between phobias and ordinary fears, the difference between the two is probably the same as a cough caused by dust and a cough caused by a fever almost.

The panic that a phobia causes is completely uncontrollable.

But there is still a clear line between uncontrollable and controllable.

Wen somewhat understood why Wendy let her control her body.

Maybe it's because she is time-traveled?Many diseases in this body did not affect her particularly seriously, although she could feel the fear and pain, but the part that could be felt was very slight.

Most of the pain was borne by Wendy, she just helped Wendy share a little bit.

But they get the same thing from the phobia. For example, at this moment, her thinking is extraordinarily sharp, and her reaction ability is extraordinarily strong. Grunting.

Win raised his arms, raised them to his sides, then tiptoed and began to spin.

The vertical rotation of ballet requires the toes to be erected to the maximum extent.The smaller the contact surface between the toes and the ground, the less friction it means, the less effort it takes to rotate, and it looks beautiful.

Standing on the thread, Wen felt that only the tip of his big toe had contact.

... This place is too high, everything under the feet becomes a cone with a sharp top and a big bottom, and the deformation caused by the change of perspective is weird and wonderful.

She spins so fast that the world becomes a kaleidoscope in her eyes.

…It is by no means an easy task to put the weight of the whole body on such an area as small as a millimeter, but it is really easy to do it.

Wen straightened her knees and back, and used her legs to move her body. She bent her legs and hugged her arms while she was turning, and stretched her hands while swinging her legs. At the end of each turn, she only took a slight pause to rest instead of landing on her feet. .

Is her posture graceful and stable enough?

Does her dance bewitch people like a black swan?

Wen didn't think about these things at all, the world became a kaleidoscope of grotesques, and her heart was already filled with music.

She closed her eyes and imagined herself as a vertical axis, and the force of her turning was dismantled and disintegrated by every part of her torso.The muscles tensed and then relaxed, as if there were countless tiny precision gears turning and engaging in the body, and her toe was a long nail, firmly nailed in place.

This is the most famous whiplash in ballet.

Elegant and noble dancing posture, but full of surging explosive power, the dancer still stands tall with his head held high when his long legs cross the air, his posture is soft and vigorous.

It is said that the most brilliant ballet dancers can dance on the ground sprinkled with flour, and after 32 whip turns, they only leave traces the size of coins on the flour.

Wen knew she could do better.

Do you like ballet Wendy?I love ballet, so I know you don't.At least not that much.You say you want to be the best at everything, is that true?

I don't believe it, because I'm not that -- I don't muddle through everything.

You don't aspire to be the best at everything.

At least not in ballet, you don't dance ballet for your own success, I can feel it.

Who are you doing things you never liked?

These thoughts lingered in Wen's mind, but they only occupied a small part of her thoughts. She put more experiences on the ballet, and felt that she had become a tree, trembling and swaying in the hurricane.

She imagined vines growing from her body, each leaf trying to grow outward against the wind, and her toes descending into a fine web of roots, gripping the soil; Every step of nourishment is fraught with hardship, every leaf of hers struggles desperately not to be thrown from the branch, forced to ripen prematurely for the comfort of every ray of sunshine; she imagines life...

The strange thing was that she didn't feel how wonderful life was.

Natasha did not hesitate to applaud: "Great! You dance very well."

"It's okay." Wen said honestly, she tiptoed and followed the trembling silk thread to the window, "Someone can dance better than me."

Wendy dances better than her, absolutely.When she dances, she doesn't think about anything, but Wendy thinks about how to express herself.

After Wen approached, Natasha picked up her waist with both hands and hugged her from mid-air.

Wen looked down at Natasha in surprise, his eyes widened: "Huh? What are you doing?"

"A hug?"

Natasha put Wen down, she stared intently at Wen's cheeks, and smoothed her long hair behind her ears.

Wen: "..." She avoided Natasha's eyes.

Wendy, I seem to have been teased!

- up?

no i think i like boys more...

—that's a pity.

Wendy quietly hid in the depths again.

Wen: "..." No, don't leave! How am I going to face this suddenly ambiguous atmosphere.

She panicked for a while in embarrassment, and then suddenly calmed down. There was nothing to panic about. She was not guilty, and it felt good to be teased, as long as she didn't respond.

Natasha had already retracted her hands, and looked into the room as if nothing had happened, as if she was at home.

"You really live alone," she said. "I thought I'd see twin boys coming out of your bedroom."

What, what kind of outrageous and superb speech is this!

"How is it possible, even if there is, there will only be one." Wen said dissatisfied, "What's more, there won't be any at all."

Natasha did not refute, but changed the subject: "What do you usually eat?"

"Takeaway delivery." Wen added, "There is no mess eating, takeaway is expensive and healthy."

"Staying in shape for ballet? You're in great shape."

"No, the body shape is actually born." Wen blurted out, "My father said that my limbs are slender and my bones are slender, which is very suitable for ballet, so I went to ballet."

She froze for a moment.

Some scattered things were connected by a certain line, cause and effect began to take shape in her mind, and certain keywords began to arrange and display themselves around the center of "father".

Wen realized that she was touching something at the heart of Wendy that she would never like.

...Forget it, you don't need to know the specifics.

If she wants to be happy, why should she be normal?