[Comprehensive] My little sister in battle clothes

Peter stares at the new employee at the dessert shop on a date.

Perhaps because of his casual attitude, Liz felt that she was out of shape for this date. She had never been so ignored by anyone.

"I didn't even know you were the same guy as Thompson." With more than half of the super-large ice cream left, Liz stood up: "Since you mainly came to see the 'beautiful waiter' mentioned in the forum, then I will first gone."

"Wait a minute!" Peter took out his phone.

"Don't bother you to call a car." Liz picked up her bag; "Think about what I just told you."

"What beautiful waiter?" Peter asked with a confused face, "What forum?"

"The post on the top of the campus forum these two days." Peter's expression really didn't know anything about it, and Liz calmed down a little: "Everyone is discussing the new clerk you just stared at. She smiled self-deprecatingly: "Maybe we can be more focused when we chat in the car."

Peter opened the campus forum, and there was a bright red word "hot" floating behind the title of the top post. He temporarily suppressed his curiosity and sent Liz out: "Sorry, I was a little distracted today..."

Liz raised her hand to stop a car, and ignored him with a cold face. Sure enough, a girl can't take the initiative, and the other party won't cherish it if she takes the initiative.She got into the back seat of the taxi and moved inside with a blank expression.

Peter closed the car door smartly, and then wrote down the license plate number, so he missed Liz's astonished expression. He took half a step back and waved to Liz: "See you tomorrow!"

See you big headed ghost!Liz closed the car window with a snap, completely isolating this ignorant brat.

After the taxi left, Peter clicked on the post. The host ran into a new employee of the dessert shop two days ago, and was shocked. He secretly took two blurry photos and posted them on the Internet, attracting countless boring people. Teenagers came to verify the authenticity.

Peter looked in through the glass window of the dessert shop. The inside was still full of people, half of them were boys from the high school of their school, and a small number of boys from junior high school came to see the beautiful lady.

Still too much homework!Peter crouched by the window and looked at the four-person table closest to the counter. There were five people crowded into one table, and they were all from their school basketball team. One of them was a guy whose name was Alan or Iger. You have to deliberately find fault with yourself, and deliberately hit yourself with the ball several times!

And Karen was standing next to him now!She even smiled at him, and promised that as long as the guy who didn't remember his name, Alan or Iger, spent as much as the gold membership level in the store, she would be willing to tell him her phone number.

Where did she get the phone from!Peter poked and gritted his teeth secretly, Karen has only had a body for a long time, and dared to expose herself completely to the crowd. Did she forget the stiff look at the beginning when she couldn't even blink her eyes at regular intervals?Her smile, lip movement, facial expression, which one is not the result of her strict control!But now, she took her teaching results and winked at the guy who couldn't remember his name, Alan or Iger!

can not watch anymore!Peter angrily threw his schoolbag behind his back and hit the wound. He groaned and subconsciously looked back. Karen was busy with the cash register and didn't give him another look.

Wronged!Peter went home feeling breathless.

Every time Mei finished her meal, she would go downstairs to walk with a few neighbors. Taking advantage of this time, Peter knocked on the door of the guest room.

Karen also just came back. She was unbuttoning her hair in front of the mirror. After seeing Peter, she didn't even care about her hair. She let her long hair scatter behind her and took out a small box from her pocket.

"You came just in time." Karen shook the small box in her hand: "I bought you medicine, you quickly take off your clothes and I will apply the medicine for you..."

Before she finished speaking, Peter brushed her hand away with a cold face: "Why did you appear there?"

"You mean, part-time job?" Karen tilted her head, and she shook the small bottle in her hand again: "I said, I want to buy medicine for you."

"It's just a bottle of ointment, I can buy it myself!" Peter's tone was a little hasty: "And my wound is almost healed, I don't need..."

"Peter." Karen put the ointment on the table, and she held Peter's arm with both hands to let him calm down slowly: "Not only a bottle of ointment, but I should bear all my own expenses in the future."

"What's the cost?" Peter was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "Are you talking about the rent? You don't have to worry about it, I..."

"I heard you talking to Liz today." Karen stretched her hands and sat on the table. She looked at Peter: "She said that the few people who came to the science competition team are not very good. I hope you can go back."

"I'll think about it myself." Peter frowned: "We're talking about you now."

"I also think it's a pity that you quit the competition team." Karen kicked his feet slightly, shaking: "I have seen the last intramural competition. Andrew, a big man of 190, trembled all over when he stood up to answer the questions. I can't even utter a single word." She shook her head: "It's far worse than you."

Peter was silent for a while, and said, "The training time of the science competition team conflicts with my working time."

"Liz is right." Karen ignored him and continued, "Your school's science team competition ranks among the top universities in China. Membership experience is very beneficial for applying for universities in the future. Peter, part-time job and these related things It's nothing compared to that."

"Then what can I do." Peter leaned against the table decadently: "Part-time jobs are becoming more and more difficult to find, and my spare time is difficult to fix. If I return to the competition team, I will lose my current job." He sighed: "My aunt pays for my tuition, books and miscellaneous expenses, the pressure is already great, I can't..."

"I can help you." Karen gently put her hand on the back of Peter's hand: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and you can only get so much sweat if you stand in a doll costume for two hours at a time." Money." She glanced at the ointment on the table: "And the tips and commissions I got these two days are enough to buy this bottle of medicine."

She intended to persuade Peter, but she didn't expect to stab him in the heart a few times after she finished speaking.Peter has nothing and can't make money. Parker buried his head lower. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "But this is not what you should do..."

You are the artificial intelligence developed by Mr. Stark, one of the most intelligent AIs in the world, and you are so beautiful.Peter turned his head, and Karen's hands were covering the back of his own. Her fingers were slender and white, and they were really not a pair of hands for serving dishes.

"What should I do?" Karen pointed to herself: "Sitting in a daze at home every day? Please, I finally have a body that can move freely, so you can't let me move more!"

"You can..." Peter also choked. Karen was right, she couldn't just stay at home every day.

"You go to the teacher tomorrow and ask to rejoin the competition team." Karen made a final decision: "Let's quit that bad job before, and I will support you for the rest of the day."

"No, no need..." Peter shook his head frantically, "I will find another part-time job..."

Karen didn't bother to respond to his arguments, she picked up the ointment, jumped off the table, pulled Peter in a circle, and pointed to the bed: "Now, take off your shirt, lie down, and I'll apply the ointment for you. "

After a lapse of one year, Peter returned to a pure student life.

Participate in science group training three times a week, spend two days working on models with Ned, stay at home on weekends to prepare for the SAT exam, and after my aunt falls asleep, go out to fight for justice with a spider's thread——

Peter took Karen to shuttle between the buildings: "How about it, will it feel different?"

This is the first time that Karen went out on patrol with Peter as a human being. She watched the vehicles coming and going on the ground from a height. The LED screens on the building played various advertisements, and the billboards on the roadside flashed lights. Pedestrians on the road lined up in small dots, moving constantly...

"It's not the same." Karen said matter-of-factly, "Except my view was from your belt, and now it's from your arms."

What a shame.Peter rushed up to a high platform, and he carefully put Karen away: "Just sit here, I have compared, and the view of the city is the best from here!"

Karen moved a little bit to make room for Peter, who looked terrified and said, "Be careful..."

"I might be fine if I fall." Karen doesn't need to sleep every night, she concentrates on tinkering with her new body: "At most, the chip in the brain will be broken."

"It's not a good thing if you lose your mind." Peter sat next to her, holding her waist with his hands: "This building is nearly 300 meters away. If you fall down, you'll probably turn into meat paste."

"Hit me," Karen said suddenly.

"Am I crazy?" Peter said in an exaggerated tone: "If I beat you down, I'm going to jump down to pick you up."

That being the case, Karen directly ordered the battle suit, Peter raised his hand involuntarily, and sent a spider web full of thorns towards Karen.

The string of sharp spider threads that could kill trypophobic patients greeted Karen's delicate face directly, before Peter even had time to stop it, the spider threads slapped Karen's face in pia.

Peter was so frightened that he ate his hands, but Karen didn't respond. She reached out and pulled out the spider web. Not to mention the wounds on her face, there was not even a red mark.

"This?" Peter couldn't believe it, he simply took off his mask, and looked at Karen with wide eyes: "How is it possible, the spider silk just now can even cut through the glass!"

"I can't cut myself with a knife." Karen shrugged, God knows what strange things she has done to her body.She played with the spiky spider silk in her hands, but her white and delicate hands were not afraid of being scratched by the spikes: "I may be a tank with thick skin and blood."