[Comprehensive British and American] Deep love and one net

Immediately decided to go back to Angus's place, and what happened to Peter benefited a lot, so Peter didn't take the class well the next day.

He swore he didn't do it on purpose!

Peter is also very helpless, that girl really likes to pester him, today's public class is here again...

This feeling was so bad that he just wanted to slip away.

Peter thought about it like this, so he did it. He jumped over the fence of the playground like a wild horse, and flew across the layers of tall buildings.

This time when he came home, Angus was playing with a pot of green plants.

"I know you're back." Angus heard the sound of the door opening, "There was some movement when you closed the door just now, although you deliberately slowed down your steps afterwards."

"Hey, don't you want a hug, my dear senior?"

"No!" Angus rolled his eyes, "Please explain to me, what is your reason for skipping class? Could it be that you want to see if I have a wild man in my possession?"

"Of course not, today's class is too boring!" Peter handed the milk tea in his hand to Angus, "This is their signature, you must like it!"

Angus reached out to take it, but Peter took it back, and after he inserted the straw, he handed it over again.

"It's so sweet, why don't you give me a drink or two?"

Angus teased unceremoniously.

"It's a good idea!"

"Get lost!" Angus took a sip. The ice-cold milk tea was smooth and smooth, as well as pearls and pudding. The taste was really delicious, without excessive sugar or greasy taste. "How do you know that I must like it? ? I do like it."

"Because I grew up in your heart."

Watching Peter casually say such flirtatious love words, Angus almost spit out the milk tea he had just put in his mouth, licking the face of the brat in front of him.

"You don't know you're blushing anymore, do you?"

"Of course, I have already won your true biography!"

"Yes, yes, you learned all your bad things from me, okay! Why did you suddenly think of buying milk tea? I didn't know you liked drinking this stuff."

Peter really doesn't like to drink milk tea, "This one tastes okay, I thought of buying it for you as I passed by."

Angus really likes milk tea, but he usually doesn't think about going in line to buy it. Sometimes female students, especially those in the student union, will bring milk tea when they come to a meeting, and of course they will give him this The president of the student union also brought a cup.

Milk tea has always been a girl's favourite, he, a big boy, will not remember what milk tea he drinks every day.

So Peter was like this, his first reaction was that maybe some girl gave it to him.

"Remember to give me more chia pudding next time, I like it." Angus said as he kicked off his slippers and sank into the sofa in the living room, and Peter followed suit.

"Do you want to watch TV?"

Angus raised his leg and put it on Peter's lap, "Okay, just watch any movie."

He leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

The movie playing on the TV was chosen by Peter, and Angus was not very interested. He drank milk tea one by one, and quickly finished the cup in hand.

"Want to drink my glass?" Peter inserted the straw into Angus's mouth.

"Which girl gave you milk tea?"

Angus's sudden words made Peter's heart tighten.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, I bought it for you myself!" Peter almost exclaimed, he didn't expect Senior Angus's guess to be so accurate.

Although the girl who loved to pester him didn't buy the milk tea, it was indeed because of her that Peter remembered that the signature milk tea shop tasted very good.

"You're so reactive." Angus tilted his head and looked at his sweetheart. He could naturally see the panic in the boy's eyes. "Did you know that when you are excited, you have the same expression?"

Of course Peter didn't know it, and he didn't notice it himself.

He looked into the blue eyes of Senior Angus, so he had no choice but to frankly talk about his troubles in recent days.

"I swear I mean nothing to her!"

Angus stopped swallowing the milk tea, and he put the milk tea on the table, "So this is what she gave, and you brought it back for me?"

"No, I didn't accept the milk tea she gave me at all. I bought it myself. I think you like sweet things so much, so you should like them."

Angus grabbed the milk tea and continued to drink it.

"You're right not to take anything from her."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir, do you want to praise me!"

Angus raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, "I exaggerated, I said you were right to do so."

"I'm not boasting, you just gave me affirmation!"

Angus suddenly realized another thing. He suspected that Peter skipped class to avoid the girl.

"No way, you're exaggerating."

"It's nothing. The class this morning is really not interesting. Even if I don't attend class for a semester, I can still get an A in the final exam."

Angus hooked his sweetheart's neck, "You are afraid that I will get angry and jealous if I find out, so you keep a distance from him."

As he spoke, he slapped Peter hard on the face.

"I won't take it as a reward!" Naturally, Peter disliked the kiss as being too light. He clasped the senior's head and deepened the kiss.

The tongue rolled in the other party's mouth. Senior Angus tasted like milk tea, with the freshness of black tea and the thickness of milk, with a slight greasy taste and sweetness of pearls.

Angus was so soft from his kiss, his body was already extremely sensitive from the screams, not to mention that Peter's hand was already unscrupulous.

When Peter's other hand was about to hug him tightly, he accidentally knocked off the milk tea in Angus's hand.

The unfinished cup of milk tea fell to the ground, spilled crookedly, and the carpet suffered.

"My newly laundered carpet!"

Angus struggled to pick up the milk tea cup.

Reluctantly, Peter let go of him, and bent down to pick it up—for a moment, he almost used Spiderman's way to pick up the milk tea cup on the ground!

In fact, he didn't need to turn his head, and he didn't need to take his eyes off Senior Angus. He just hooked his hands, and it was done with a spider's thread!

"Just washed!" Angus said reproachfully, staring back at Peter.

"You should catch it well..." Peter put the milk tea on the table, "It's okay, just wash it later."

Angus was holding on to the milk tea cup, but Peter was dishonest. He held the milk tea cup against the boy's arm, trying to keep his body stable...

Then with a jerk of his arm Peter knocked it off.

"I'll throw it in the washing machine later."

"Are you still going to class in the afternoon?" Angus remembered that he had an important subject in the afternoon. "Didn't you ask me how to do it to let people around you know that you already have a date?"

As he spoke, he tore off Peter's shirt, opened his mouth, and sucked hard on the obvious part of Peter's neck.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Stop messing around senior!" Peter rubbed his neck aggrievedly. "It's too embarrassing!"

"Oh? Do you still have a sense of shame? You're so flamboyant here, and you still want to go out and pretend you're a naive kid?"

Angus rolled his eyes, then, with a lift of his leg, he kicked Peter off the soft sofa.

Peter was caught off guard and kicked onto the carpet by his foot.

Angus didn't intend to make him get up.

He stepped on the carpet with bare feet, pushing Peter back who was trying to get up.

"Didn't you say the carpet needs to be washed?" Peter grabbed his ankle, trying to get up again.

"Anyway, it's already dirty, it might as well be a little more dirty." Angus said and pulled Peter's pants.

The carpet is soft and handmade from pure wool from Turkey. When the skin rubs against it, it only feels a little itchy, but it is extremely comfortable.

Peter was pressed under him and wanted to turn over. There was another table next to him. He was afraid that Angus would bump into the corner of the table if he could not control his strength, so he had no choice but to continue to maintain the suppressed posture.

He hunched over, using a lot of stamina to keep himself from grabbing Angus' head and thrusting it deeper into his throat.

"Senior..."

Angus naturally got what he meant, and they are familiar with each other's physical reactions.

He let go of his mouth. He originally wanted to stain the carpet a little more, but it was just that there were too many Peters, and even he would not be spared.

"Obviously there was just this morning. Are you producing so much? Is it a cow?"

Angus pursed his lips pretending to be disgusted, grabbed the clothes he had taken off and threw aside, and rubbed the clothes on Peter's shirt.

"I still have to wear it in the afternoon!"

"I know!" Angus smiled slyly at him, winking his eyes, "You have to have a full set to look good!"

Strawberries on the neck, cream on the shirt.

Peter covered his face, he no longer felt that he would be able to go to class in the afternoon.

Angus sniffed the shirt exaggeratedly, and twisted Peter's arm fiercely, "You smell and look like Changji, a solicitor walking out of an alley in a red-light district!"

"You're panting too!"

Yet Peter himself was wheezing, as hard to relieve as he'd been working on his physique all day with the great Captain America.

Although the air conditioner was turned on, the two of them were still sweating profusely.

Because of this joke with shameful words, they couldn't help but fight.

Peter clasped Angus' waist so as not to hit the senior on the table too hard when turning over.

"You have to push me to the ground, right?"

Peter giggled, and looked mockingly at the people below him, "Does the senior think that you can counterattack because you overwhelm me?"

"Counterattack?" Angus really hadn't thought about it that way, "You reminded me!"

"As if I didn't say anything!" In fact, Peter was not afraid, he felt confident that with Spider-Man's physique, ten Angus were no match for him.

And the senior's initiative at this moment must be due to jealousy, even though Peter made it clear that he didn't talk to that girl at all.

"Don't worry, my dear president, you will never lose me, I am yours!"

Peter gave him a lingering French kiss, affectionate.

"Don't go to the afternoon class, knock it off! I order you in the name of the student council president!"

"It's a pity that the student union doesn't have such power, even the president!"

Right now Peter had to think about what clothes to wear when he went out. He planned to find one in Angus's closet. After all, the two were about the same size.

If Spider-Man had the power of prophecy, he would definitely not go against Angus' wishes and leave him...