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After school the next day, Dolores was invited to go to Peter's home with Ned to do homework.

Peter's aunt Meilai opened the door for them. She was wearing a close-fitting and soft home T-shirt. Her figure did not look like people of this age group. She had thick brown hair and her face did not look half old because of the age. , but every move is full of the unique charm of mature women.

Dolores hugged her small schoolbag and stared at her stupidly for a while, then praised unabashedly: "You are so beautiful!"

Aunt Mei went to the kitchen to bring them milk. She looked at the blond girl and was quite surprised. Hearing this kind of childish compliment, she was very pleased and kissed her intimately: "Thank you, Honey."

She warmly took Dolores' hand and sat on the sofa, ignoring the two half-grown boys in the room. Fortunately, they didn't care. They took their own milk and drank it in a few gulps. Carrying the schoolbag to clear the table and prepare to start homework.

"I've heard Peter talk about you, you're such a lovely girl. In fact, I haven't seen him bring friends of the opposite sex from school to do homework." Aunt Mei revealed Peter's background in minutes, And what can he do, he can only shrink his neck and pretend he didn't hear anything.

Dolores smiled: "I haven't known Peter for too long, he was the first friend I met in school."

The two women in the room were sitting on the sofa chatting until May's cell phone rang.

After answering the phone, Aunt Mei said to them apologetically, "I'm sorry, children, it's about work. It seems that you have to order takeaway, and I bought cheese to make pasta for you." She had to wear Putting on his coat and bag, Peter seemed to be used to this, and went up to hand her the keys and wallet: "Are you coming back tonight?"

Aunt Mei put on thin-frame glasses and a bag: "It's about ten o'clock." Opening the door, she waved to the two children in the room: "Goodbye children, have fun. Dolly, call Peter tonight Take you home." Dolores lay on the back of the sofa and waved at her with a bright smile: "Goodbye Mei!"

Before closing the door, Aunt Mei winked at Peter from the crack of the door, and whispered: "She is very cute, remember to take her home tonight." With a tacit understanding, she handed him another [Seize the Opportunity] The young man] gave him encouraging eyes, patted his arm, and quickly closed the door.

Peter stared at the closed door dumbfounded, and only then did he understand what Aunt May was up to.

God! !I'm not! !

His face immediately burned, and he sat back at the dining table without saying a word, and pulled out his homework from his schoolbag.

Dolores came over with her remaining half glass of milk and sat across from them. Seeing that Ned had started to write, she quickly drank it, and the white mark left on her upper lip disappeared after she licked it: "Wait for me, I'm going to start writing too."

Unzipping the schoolbag, the notebook signed by Tony yesterday lay quietly in it. Only then did she remember this, and patted her forehead angrily: "Idiot."

Ned raised his head and let out a blank ah, but saw Dolores put an ordinary notebook on the table with a mysterious smile, and said happily, "Look here! There's a big-big surprise!"

The blush on Peter's face hadn't faded yet, and he and Ned looked at each other suspiciously.Dolores cleared her throat pretentiously, and sat upright, just like a press spokesperson, she lowered her voice and said solemnly: "This is something you have dreamed of."

She stood up the notebook and opened it with a swish. Two huge "Tony Stark" one on the left and one on the right dazzled the eyes of the two boys opposite.

"Dangdangdangdang--!!"

She looked back and forth eagerly at the facial expressions of the two. The two faces on the opposite side were blank for a short time, and then Peter was the first. It was visible to the naked eye that his neck and ears turned red like blood. He stood up abruptly and pushed The chair behind him slammed, and shouted in an uncontrollable volume: "Iron Man's signature!!!!!!!"

Dolores shrank back in fright, stared at him as if frightened, and stood up after receiving Ned's reaction, she didn't know whether it was surprise or horror, she covered her face: "You have Iron Man sign!!!!!"

She didn't expect the reaction from the two of them to be so big, she was shocked and said, "He went to my house yesterday...I want this autograph to give to you..."

Peter's voice was raised eight times immediately: "You want to give it to us!!"

Ned also raised his voice like a repeater, and it was almost broken: "You want it! Give it to us!!"

Peter stretched out his trembling hands to take the small notebook that seemed to weigh more than ten thousand catties. He and Ned looked at each other tremblingly, and then smashed them into the wooden dining chair at the same time, causing the latter to make an overwhelmed creaking sound.

Dolores looked back and forth between the two of them in amazement, not sure if she should do something at this time.

Peter suddenly sprang up again, rushed into the room and took out a small utility knife, and carefully divided the two pages with Tony Stark's name on them flawlessly as if performing an operation.

The two held their own autographs together, and looked at Dolores with bright eyes.

She was so scared that she was shocked again, and waved her hands again and again: "You don't need to thank me!"

Ned carefully placed the signature paper in his book, intending to take it home and frame it in a photo frame. He grasped Dolores's hands and said sincerely: "Dolly, you are more beautiful than the Virgin Mary." Ya will shine brighter!"

Peter snatched her hand away from Ned and shook it tightly. He didn't even care about being shy. Although his face was still blushing with excitement, he met her eyes seriously, Dolores I almost want to see the sparks bursting out of it: "From now on I can do everything for you!!"

Dolores withdrew her hand with a dry smile, and stammered, "No need, you two, you're overreacting..."

Ned blurted out immediately: "This is not excessive at all. I can pass this autograph on as a family heirloom to my son and grandson."

"Okay, okay...I think we should do our homework." Dolores swallowed, and decided not to say that she hugged Iron Man yesterday and drank the coffee made by him. , She was afraid that she would not be able to get out of this room.

Under the eyes of two pairs of piercing eyes, Dolores finished her homework with difficulty. Just as she was relieved and wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to see if she could make dinner to fill her stomach, Peter stopped again. I got up and rushed into the kitchen: "What do you want! Drink water or snacks! Here is iced Coke!!"

"..." Dolores was almost terrified by the two abnormally excessive friends.

Rabid fans...that's terrible! ! !

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Peter was so excited that after finishing his homework, he ordered Chinese takeout that they couldn't finish all day, and then started talking about how much he loved Iron Man.

It was the second time that Dolores discovered that Peter had the potential to be a chatterbox. He was usually a very shy boy, but once he talked about his idol, he started chattering very fast. Ellie It is said that he has not yet passed the voice change period. When he gets excited and speaks fast, this is extremely obvious. It is completely still the voice of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and it can even be smaller.

Well this is actually pretty cute.Dolores thought silently.

It's just that she didn't expect Peter to be saved by Iron Man when he was a child, and he had a close encounter with him.

"He said to me, 'goodjobkid'." Peter's eyes twinkled as he said that.

After walking two streets, Peter sent her downstairs. At this moment, he seemed to have calmed down a little, pursed his lips and said embarrassedly: "Thank you so much, I didn't expect you to give me such a precious gift. "

Dolores smiled and said, "We are friends!"

There was still a little pink on Peter's cheeks. Looking at the girl's lively face, he thought to himself that he must help her keep Van Gogh's secret for the sake of his friends.

"See you tomorrow then." Peter scratched the back of his head and said again, "Thank you anyway."

Dolores gave him a big hug: "See you tomorrow!" Seeing her bouncing up the steps of the apartment with her schoolbag on her back, the glass door was closed, and the girl was still inside waving at him vigorously, Say goodbye exaggeratedly.Peter couldn't help smiling, his heart filled with warmth, and he waved back, before turning around and walking away slowly.

Dolores walked briskly towards the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator had just ascended from the basement, and the door slowly opened. There was already someone inside, a man in a wheelchair wearing a decent suit.

Dolores opened her eyes wide curiously, because this young man was really handsome. Although he was bald, his facial features were more prominent, three-dimensional and charming, his outline was soft, and his surprisingly blue eyes were full of smiles. Sunken in the eye sockets, the temperament is soft and friendly, making people unable to help but let go of all guards.The other party smiled at her, and she hurried into the elevator and turned on her floor.

She turned her head and glanced at the other party quietly, but she didn't expect that he was also looking at her, and nodded slightly to her, feeling extremely noble.

Only the floor button she pressed was on, and Dolores immediately asked, "Sir, which floor do you want to go to?" She wanted to press it for him, because he was in a wheelchair and very gentle.

"I'll go to the eighth floor, thank you."

Hey, are you on the same floor as me?

Dolores couldn't help asking: "I also live on the eighth floor, and you are also a resident here? Why have I never met you before?"

The young man's eyes were fixed on her, the corners of his mouth were curved gently, and his voice was very pleasant, full of magnetism, and his tone was not too fast or too slow, making it very comfortable to hear.

"No, I'm looking for someone, my companion."

"Your companion?" Dolores couldn't help being a little puzzled by the word companion, but out of politeness, she stopped talking.

With a ding, the eighth floor arrived, and Dolores asked softly: "It's here, sir, do you need my help?" She looked at the other party, her clear eyes showing a flawless emerald color.

He smiled at her and said softly, "Of course, thank you very much." Dolores immediately walked behind him and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair out smoothly.

"On the right." There seemed to be a smile in his voice.

"Great, let's drop by!" Dolores happily pushed him to the corridor on the right, and she seemed to hear the man's pleasant chuckle.

Until she was pushing the wheelchair and was about to pass by the door of her house, she heard him say: "Here we are, this is here."