[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

Before Peter had time to ask more about "remedial lessons", a police siren sounded faintly in the distance, and Peter immediately stood up to observe the situation: "It seems that I need my help..." Of course he should help, but he couldn't leave Jane alone. People are placed here, and they are extremely entangled for a while.

"Take me to the ground." Jane pointed down, "I can go home by myself."

"No, I can't leave you alone! I'll take you to the nearest police station..." Peter worried about letting her walk home alone at night, counting the time, taking her to the police station and coming back, move faster It should be too late, his plan was interrupted.

"It's funny, why go to the police station, be careful that the defendant obstructs official duties. Go, Peter, they need you, I'll take a taxi home, it's safe." Jenny turned the watch on her wrist into Tony's hand armor of the same style Compared with a shooting pose, "Plus this, beautiful girl transformation!"

"...Okay, remember to be careful." The situation is urgent, and she is indeed not the type to be brave. Peter nodded, and immediately put on a hood and hugged her to the ground, "Call me when you get home."

……

Soon, Peter, who was helping to chase the robbers, received a safety call from Jane: "Peter, I'm home, how are you doing?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...... ?!" Judging from the range of damage and the way of explosion: it is not a bullet, let alone a laser, a new type of weapon of the magnetic track nature...?Why do some small characters who rob the ATM have weapons with such damage in their hands?

"Peter, are you okay? Do you need help?" Jenny's voice was full of concern.

"No, no, it's very good." While chasing the speeding van and paying attention to avoiding attacks, Peter's situation is completely opposite to "very good", but he doesn't want Janey to alert Mr. Stark—— Her source of help is definitely Mr. Stark...

"Really?" She obviously heard a lot of explosions.

"Really, I... ahhh!" Peter, who was distracted on the phone with him, didn't notice the direction he was heading, and he left the van of the police car and officially came to the suburbs—the spider silk didn't stick to anything, Peter fell to the ground because of this, "Wait!" He rolled a few times on the ground, only in time to throw a spider web bomb in the direction of the van's escape.

"Peter, are you okay? I'll call for you..."

"Don't, don't, it's really fine, I'm already fine..." Destined to be unable to catch up, Peter sighed, "I'll be right back, nothing happened." He limped forward, the roadside A component in the grass caught his attention—it seemed to be blown out of the van. Although the spider web bomb was not lethal, it exploded in a small space... emmmmm, it seems that he made the right decision.

Peter picked up the part, and found a shiny purple stone inlaid in the middle of the complicated wiring—it instantly reminded him of the Infinity Stone, but compared with the Infinity Stone, the damage was not enough, so it could be ruled out.

"Battery or something?" Peter muttered, put away his things and walked back, maybe he could communicate with Mr. Stark.

……

Soon, Peter returned to the apartment. Because it was late at night and he was in a hurry to get back, Peter climbed up with his schoolbag on his back without changing his combat uniform——Jianni's light was still on.

"Hi, I'm back." As a face-to-face greeting, Peter crawled into her room on both hands and feet. She seemed to have just taken a shower, her hair was still wet, and she was sitting on the edge of the bed holding her mobile phone with a serious expression.

"Come here." If he didn't come back after a while, Janet would go to contact Tony. "Are you hurt?"

Peter approached her slowly: "No." But he couldn't help but start thinking wildly in his mind, did the class start today?

Reaching out to take off his hood, Jane leaned close to him and sniffed: "Really?"

"No." Because of her approach, Peter became even more distracted.Her shampoo and body wash smell like hell...

"Take off your clothes." Jenny raised her eyebrows.

"Ah..." Is it so fragrant when you come up?Just take off your clothes?Peter was very conflicted-this feeling was similar to going to a ghost story even though he knew he would be scared, or to eat fried food knowing that fried food was bad for his health.He felt that it must be very hard for him to bear it, but he just wanted to get closer.

Seeing that he was standing still and making no movements, Jane looked up and saw that the man was already blushing and wondered which country he had gone to in a daze, so she gently pushed him: "I want to give you medicine... you Where do you want to go?!"

"Ah, I'm not injured." The bruise from the fall faded overnight, and Peter's eyes wandered from his wild thoughts, and he didn't know where to look.

Janey touched his arm lightly, and Peter gasped immediately: "Hiss..."

There was an obvious dark mark on his arm, and Jane sighed: "You're bleeding, don't you feel it?"

"Ah, I must have come back in such a hurry that I didn't notice it." She was sore from the fall, and she didn't touch it. Peter really didn't notice the wound.

"Take it off." Jenny turned to look for the medicine box.

He couldn't delay taking off his battle suit, it was too convenient to put on and take off easily, Peter made some psychological advice and then took it off, standing there very anxiously.

Jane turned back with the medicine box: "...Wow." She gave him a 9.9 out of [-]. It's not the first time I've seen him, but it's still...Wow.Unknowingly, her ears were also a little hot.

Peter blushed: "Ahem." He would never say "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

Fortunately, the wound on her arm was not deep, and Jane was relieved.

"Just deal with the broken skin wound. Do you want to take a bath first? It's meaningless to touch the water after applying the medicine." Jane handed him his schoolbag. "It happens that there are clothes to change."

"Washing, bathing? Or not."

Jane narrowed her eyes and pushed him towards the bathroom: "Go wash it, I don't know where it fell, you have to love it clean."

"I go home and wash it myself. I like clean things, and I take a shower every day." Peter complained to himself.

"But I want to give you medicine."

"I really can't see anything about this injury after a night's sleep." In fact, there is really no need to apply medicine or anything.

"Take it off, return it to mother-in-law, hurry up!"

Peter began to recall his reasons for taking off his clothes... emmmmm he was convinced - or he really couldn't explain why he was so obedient and took off.

……

Peter, who quickly took a combat bath, put on his T-shirt and pants and came out of the bathroom.

Jenny used cotton balls to disinfect his wounds while chatting with him: "By the way, has your bed been changed?" Mr. Stark blew up Peter's bed, and I don't know if there was any compensation.

"Mr. Stark later sent a bunk bed over - the kind that needs to be assembled by myself...I installed it for several days, and I almost finished it." He suspected that Mr. Stark was simply trying to make things difficult— — that bed is harder to fit than the nearly 4000-piece Lego Death Star model.

After disinfection, apply anti-inflammatory drugs and finally tie it loosely with a medical bandage, Jane nodded: "This is probably all right. By the way, where have you been sleeping for the past few days?"

"On the sofa."

Jane rubbed his fluffy curly hair, showing the expression of seeing a stray cat: "Ah, it's so pitiful to sleep on the sofa after being injured."

"Well, it's okay."

"Sleep here tonight, my bed is for you." Jenny patted the soft bed he was sitting on.

"No, no, no!" Peter shook his head desperately, "It's too much, it can't be like this." Isn't this trying to make things difficult for his self-control.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa. I'll wake you up early tomorrow morning and let you go home." Jane pulled out one of the pillows and hugged her, then gestured to him with her chin, "Go to sleep."

"Really not." Although it was a bit different from sharing the same bed as he imagined, it would make Peter feel more embarrassed, and he was reluctant to let her sleep on the sofa.

Jian Ni hugged the pillow and sat back on the edge of the bed: "I will wake you up in advance, don't worry about sleeping."

"That's not the problem, I don't want you to sleep on the sofa..."

"Then you want me to sleep with you?" Jenny said amusedly.

"Hey! You know I don't mean that."

"Okay, okay. If I tell you to sleep, you can sleep. I feel sorry for your injury. Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story before you go to sleep?"

In the end, she couldn't help but was stuffed into the bed and wrapped tightly. Peter lay in the soft and warm bed, but his hands and feet were stiff and he couldn't move well—her bed, her pillow, and her quilt...all smelled good. ah.

Jenny took the pillow and the alarm clock and kissed him on the forehead before leaving: "Good night."

"OK, good night."

Jenny turned off the light, was attracted by the faint purple light and turned it on again, and took out a shiny stone from the pocket of his battle suit: "What is this?"

"Ah, what I picked up..." He still hasn't figured out what it is exactly.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but there are bright things that affect sleep, so I'll take them out for you."

"Do you think it looks good?" Probably because of the difference in taste between men and women, Peter only thought it was a shiny battery or something.

"It's pretty, and everything that's shiny is pretty."

She even has such lovely taste... Peter buried his face in the pillow: "Here you are!" He will continue to track down those guys, and just look for evidence when he finds out. It's rare for her to say she likes it...Peter relaxed Send the evidence out.

"Well...thank you then." She didn't know what the stone was for other than being beautiful, but she couldn't help but be happy when she received his gift, even if it was a piece she didn't know where to pick it up.

"Good night." Jenny said good night again, turned off the light and walked out of the bedroom.