[Comprehensive] My little sister in battle clothes

Peter walked home with a heavy heart, feeling a little excited and a little apprehensive.Tomorrow, tomorrow, I can see Karen, but Mr. Stark is so pushy today, Karen will not have any accidents.

With a sad face, he reached the door of the house and rubbed his face.No matter what happened, he couldn't make Aunt May worry. It didn't matter. He would go to Mr. Stark at dawn tomorrow, and he would drag him out of bed and go to Xavier if he said anything.

"I'm back!" He opened the door, and Aunt Mei was cooking with the familiar scent: "It's pizza, right..."

He froze on the spot, his schoolbag dropped to the ground. In the dining room, a familiar figure was setting the dinner plate. He turned around after hearing his voice: "Hey, why are you back so late?"

"Karen..." Peter twitched his lips, as if he couldn't believe it, he stepped forward to touch her.

Karen laughed and held his hand: "What's the matter, aren't you happy to see me?"

Peter pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly: "You're fine...It's great that you're fine! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Karen patted him on the back lightly: "Why are you sorry! Oh, let me go!"

No!Peter hugged her tighter and tighter, thinking about all that she had experienced, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and in the end, not only did his emotions not stabilize, but he became more agitated.

Karen was comforting him softly, but suddenly felt the other party sobbing, and the alarm bell went off instantly. She was affected by Mr. Stark's emotions this week, and she was afraid that Peter would not perform well in the exam, so she cried as soon as he came back , I couldn't help but think of Mr. Stark's worst plan.

Holding Peter tightly with his backhand, Karen followed his back and said in a good voice: "It's okay if you failed the exam this time, don't cry, be good."

When Karen returned home, she was surrounded by close care.

Peter thought that she must have been seriously injured at the time, which led to her recuperating in Xavier for so long, and her body must not have fully recovered now. He originally put all the faults of Karen's accident on his own head, and now she came back Yes, I must make up for it!

"Could it be too much? Mei will be back at night." Coming out of the supermarket, Karen looked at the five big bags in Peter's hand: "I really don't need my help? I'll help you carry the lightest one... "

"It's nothing at all!" Peter raised his hand up, indicating that the weight is not a big deal: "At noon, I will make your favorite honey grilled chicken wings and red beef stew, and then the soup can be made of seafood soup? For salad... ..."

"Too much!" Karen protested. "You won't take me out at night! I've gained weight!"

"You need to eat more." Peter said enthusiastically, "It turns out that cooking is very interesting. In the future, you can tell me what you want to eat. I'm a fast learner."

"Then let me carry the bag for you." Karen held out her hand, "So many things..."

"No need!" Peter avoided, "I can lift a boulder, what is this thing, you have to believe..."

"I believe you believe you!" Karen nodded indiscriminately: "Peter, I have already apologized to you. I shouldn't hide what happened last time from you. Please don't mention it again!"

"I didn't mention it." Peter retorted: "Besides, I said it's not your problem."

Karen took a few steps forward, grabbed the two bags in his hand, and stopped him: "Wow, do you have to be tough in front of me?"

"I don't have any!" Peter grabbed the bag and refused to give it to her: "This is full of fruit, very heavy..."

"Peter, we were overconfident last time. We thought it would be an easy solution so we didn't want to bother you." Karen explained: "We are afraid that you will be distracted if you find out. After all, for you, the most important thing right now yes……"

"It's family." Peter looked at Karen seriously: "If you miss other things, you can do it again, but there is no way to make up for the pain of losing your family."

"Peter..." Karen bit her lip, and the hand grabbing the bag slowly moved up, gently holding the back of his hand.

"You, Aunt May, and Mr. Stark are the most important people to me, and I can't afford to lose any of you." Peter looked down at Karen: "I know that my power is limited now. Sometimes I do things more recklessly, but I will grow up and I will do better."

Karen nodded, and she patted Peter's hand: "I'll tell you everything in the future, and I'll be with you."

Peter finally laughed from the bottom of his heart, and his tone became cheerful again: "Mr. Stark said that I can join the Avengers after graduating from college, and if I can apply to MIT, he will selectively choose I join the mission!"

Optional, probably the kind of task of catching common criminal gangs.Seeing him so happy, Karen couldn't pierce his fantasy.

"Don't show such an expression, even if it is the simplest task, I am very satisfied to go with Mr. Stark!" Every time Peter mentioned Mr. Stark, his face would light up: "Simple tasks are just for Exercise my teamwork ability, and when I have enough experience, I can truly become an Avenger!"

Karen pinched Peter's chin amusedly: "Okay, great avenger, can Spiderman's girlfriend help him carry the bag home now? If he stands on the side of the road, his aunt will probably be angry Ya~"

The two quarreled for a while until an uncertain voice came from behind.

"Karen?"

She turned her head, and before seeing the other person's face clearly, she saw a pair of breasts first, and then, her whole body was hugged into the pair of soft breasts.

"Karen! It's really you!"

Peter, the good man, the home cook, Parker, went home to cook first. Karen organized her words for a few seconds, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and pointed at Linda, the blonde girl with a charming smile, and the big tattooed brother behind her. : "You, decide to marry him?"

"That's right." Linda looked ruddy and shiny. She turned her head to look at the man, and whispered in Karen's ear, "I'm pregnant."

Karen was stunned. She thought about it for a long time, and only felt that she had only left the dessert shop for less than two months, which was too fast...

"After you resigned, I also left that store." Linda explained: "My sister found me a job as a salesperson in a shopping mall, and David was the security captain there. We agreed that after we got married, he would help I rent a dessert shop, and I want to be the proprietress myself." Linda smiled sweetly: "What about you, I heard you're back home?"

Karen, who was still misunderstood as Miss Luther, was silent. Linda thought she had asked a question that shouldn't be asked, so she smiled awkwardly:

"Hey, how are you and Peter?"

"Fine." Karen replied casually. She couldn't help but keep her eyes on Linda and her boyfriend. Her peers were basically Linda and Peter, plus those who didn't know well in school. Classmate, at an age when others are still struggling to apply for college, Linda is actually planning to have a baby, which is really hard for her to digest.

Linda rolled her eyes and signaled her boyfriend to go away. She approached Karen and whispered, "Don't think David looks rough, but he is actually very gentle on the bed."

Karen stared, why should I know what he looks like in bed!

"He's the best boyfriend I've ever had." Linda winked. He said to Karen: "However, I still recommend that you take protective measures. Pregnancy before marriage is always not good."

Karen couldn't help but think of the bean curd images she found in Linda's mind in the pastry shop. For some reason, she didn't want to explain at the moment, so she could only nod vaguely to show her acquiescence.

"Exactly, this is for you!" Linda flipped through her bag, took out a few boxes and stuffed them to Karen: "Anyway, I don't need it anymore, so I'll give it to you. Be careful!"

After the two parted, Karen held TT in one hand and stood at the door of the house, hesitating.

Obviously passed by several trash cans, but how did she bring this thing back!Karen looked at the box in her hand annoyedly, and stomped her feet. It was a good move, but she didn't know where to throw it.

The door was opened, and Peter was wearing an Iron Man apron, smiling all over his face: "I heard you coming upstairs a long time ago, why didn't you knock on the door?"

Karen puts her hands behind her back, smiles awkwardly, and walks in.

Peter didn't doubt him, and put the dishes on the table: "The color of the roasted chicken legs is not very good, it's a bit dark, but I tasted it, and the taste is ok. The beef seems to be a little salty, but the seafood soup just happened to be light, and the salad juice seems to me. If it’s too much, don’t eat it if it doesn’t taste good.”

Karen hid the box under the quilt and sat down at the table. She was harboring ulterior motives and didn't pay much attention to the taste of the dishes. After the meal, she drank three glasses of lemonade in a row.

Peter happily washed the dishes, and Karen ate a lot. It seems that he is very talented in cooking!

"When will May be back?" Karen cleared her throat and asked.

"Maybe they won't come back until after four o'clock in the afternoon." Peter replied casually, "The place they went to is more than two hours away from the city by car. When they come back after lunch, it must be after four o'clock."

That's over two hours away.Karen looked at the clock, then at Peter, and stepped forward to help.

"Just sit down!" Peter occupied the C seat in the kitchen and refused to move away: "There is only one pot left, you can watch TV and take a nap!"

Karen wandered around the house a few times with nothing to do, and could only go back to her room. She lifted the quilt and counted the boxes. There were three boxes in one box, and there were four boxes in total. Um, probably enough for a few days?

There was a knock on the door, and she threw the quilt over. Peter walked in with a glass of water: "Honey water, you will be thirsty when you wake up."

Karen sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed. She watched Peter put the water on the bedside table and was about to go out without looking aside, so she quickly called him to stop.

"What's the matter?" Peter turned his head with a pure face, as if he didn't feel how exciting it was for his girlfriend to sit on the bed when his parents were not at home.

"I..." Karen was stunned for a long time, but she didn't know what to say, but Peter saw her like this, worried that she was not feeling well, and sat down on the side of the bed consciously: "Are you okay?"

Frustrated, Karen decided to give up.

Peter moved closer, and touched Karen's face: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, are you tired from going to the supermarket in the morning?"

Karen laughed out loud, she tilted her head, and put her face in Peter's hand: "You look down on me too much, don't you?"

Peter rubbed her face with his thumb for a while, and Karen felt comfortable and sat forward a little, following his arm.

This pose was just right to hug her.Peter turned around, hugged Karen, and patted her on the back: "That's great."

Karen raised her head and looked at his profile: "Do you want to be better?"

"What?" Peter was taken aback.

Karen hooked him around the neck, and leaned back to bring him down. As a result, the place where he fell was not very good, and she just fell on a few boxes hidden under the quilt. She was so shocked that her face froze.

"Wait a minute!" Peter pressed against her, his back aching even more, and Karen bent her legs and lifted herself up, stroking her hands behind her back.

Peter quickly propped up his body with his hands: "What's wrong?"

It was inconvenient for her to touch things backwards. Seeing what she was looking for, Peter followed her hand into the quilt, touched it, and found several boxes.

He opened his mouth with a surprised expression, "Wow, this..."

Karen kept on doing nothing, she raised her head, leaned over and kissed Peter.

Peter was a little stunned, but he still chased Karen's lips and kissed him instinctively. The two entangled for a while, until Karen pushed him away slightly, looked at the clock, and asked pantingly: "There is still one and a half months left. Hours, are you enough?"