[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

"It seems to be still early, why don't you go to bed first, you must be exhausted today." Jane opened her schoolbag, "I'll sort out today's science notes before going to bed."

Wait, science notes!Peter quickly snatched the notes: "I'll copy them for you." To beg forgiveness, his science notes contained a lot of nasty content!Anyway, they have already reconciled, so it is better to throw this kind of unscrupulous means of making peace into the black history and never open it again.

"No, you go to rest." Jane asked him for notes, "Give it to me."

"I'll copy it for you. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy." Peter hid the notebook behind his back, with a serious expression, but his movements were coy.

Jane had a flash of inspiration and remembered the clues of the day: "Is there something written in the notebook?!"

"Of course I wrote something, formulas, examples..." Peter blinked, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Stop talking nonsense and give it to me." Peter couldn't tell a lie at all, and Jane rushed to grab the notebook.

"You don't want someone to copy notes for you for free." Taking advantage of his long hands and legs, he raised the notebook high, and then held the head of the person who rushed over him into his arms.

Being pinned down and unable to even jump up, Jenny waved his hand away, stood on tiptoe and gave him a quick kiss, then jumped up and snatched the notebook from his hand—don’t ask her where the inspiration came from, you see Have you ever watched "Confused Detective"?

But the reason why Peter was willing to get caught was not this superficial kiss...well, there was also a reason for this kiss, but it was more because he knew that he would surrender before he could hold on for long: "Just look at it, don't... Just laugh at me." He puffed up his cheeks, narrowed his slightly round drooping eyes, and looked a little sulking.

Naturally sulking at himself, he's a perfect example of a love-turned-idiot, Peter thought.

Jane opened the notebook expectantly, and the picture was different from what she imagined—yes, he is not the type of Michelle who is good at drawing, so apart from occasionally seeing her name scrawled at the footer, Generally speaking, this is a not very special science notebook.

Where are the bright spots?Jane looked through it carefully, but still couldn't find it at a glance. She wanted to ask Peter for a reminder, seeing that he had covered his face and peeked at her performance through his fingers, and was too embarrassed to publicly execute him, so he could only look at it seriously. again.

After reading line by line with the standard of copying, Jane finally saw the bright spot: "Puff hahaha, it's really a formula and a sample question, whew!" She covered her mouth, but the laughter still leaked exaggeratedly from her fingers come out--

There are several special existences interspersed in the normal formulas and examples:

BitterJanine+slience=sadsadPeter (unhappy Janine+slience=I am so sad)

AngryMr.Stark+compunctiousPeter=pleaseforgiveme (angry Mr. Stark+regretful Peter=please forgive me)

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Example question: Up to now (XX, XX, 11:17am), you have been angry for 14 hours and 37 minutes, how can you forgive me.

option...

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"Hahahahaha..."

Peter rushed forward and covered her mouth: "You can't laugh at me!"

Jenny responded with her eyes that she didn't agree. The two of them stuck together and pushed and shoved for a long time. In the end, she lay on Peter's back and scratched his head vigorously: "Dancing, dancing! Dance in women's clothes!"

"My eldest lady, please forgive me, we are reconciled, don't make this up again." Peter's expression was unloved—why did he think that she would not be angry if he promised to wear women's clothing and dance to her? What?And stupidly wrote it into the options... "You can choose the other three, I will copy a semester's notes for you, give you my spider web launcher, and take you to fly high..."

"I want to dance in women's clothing!"

"Let's talk about it. We don't want women's clothes, but we can dance." Peter thought of a way out for himself, "You forgot, the homecoming dance is coming soon—how will you get on the dance floor then?"

"Isn't this thing voluntary? I thought it would be enough to be a wallflower in the past." Jane slipped from behind him, "I can't dance..."

"A person who doesn't have a dance partner will be a wall flower! You will be punished if you don't go to the dance floor if you have a dance partner." One of the Survival Guidelines for Midtown Tech High School - Don't be too lonely and maverick, being forced to be lonely and maverick is also no.

"There is a homecoming dance every year, who was your dance partner last year?" Old Vinegar asked to find out.

"Don't ask that." Peter seemed to recall something bad, and his shoulders slumped.

Jenny's old vinegar jar was thrown aside, and she grabbed Peter's collar very seriously: "No matter which girl it is, you shouldn't use this expression, it's too disrespectful to her..."

Peter sealed her mouth with a name: "Alice Green, I don't know why she delayed finding a dance partner until the last day. I actually didn't plan to go...Anyway, it was treated as a prank later. Object.” At that time, he was a standard “nerd” before he became Spider-Man, and it is conceivable that Alice came to him purely to make up for it, so that night, as a wall flower abandoned by his female partner, Peter clearly I remember spending nearly half an hour in the smelly storage cabinet...

"Oh my god, my poor little girl." Jenny exclaimed, "It's decided, we must shine in this year's prom, let's sign up for the prom queen and prom king competition!" Tend to be evasive, but what better way to wash away shame than to show off?With such a flamboyant personality, Alice had already been canvassing for herself and Lightning a few days ago. Thinking of Peter's pitiful being treated as a prank target, Jane had to suppress her to give Peter a sigh of relief.

"My original purpose was just to change the option of women's dancing to I'll teach you to dance a little..." Peter put his hands on her waist, "The prom king? I'm not interested. As for the prom queen—you will always be the brightest in my heart." prom queen."

"It's lovely to say that, but I think I'd be more touched if you could say it when I'm all dressed up, not when I'm in my messy home clothes." Jenny put her hand on his shoulder cooperatively And on her arm - she has never eaten pork, at least she has seen pigs run, she knows the waltz's hand posture, "Are you sure you can teach me?"

Peter was silent, and after a while he pulled her right hand off her shoulder and supported it with his palm, and took his left hand from his arm to his shoulder: "This posture is correct...it should work, at most I will lift you up by then Go around." His confidence was easily shattered, and Jenny's physical coordination level was no exaggeration to describe as a disaster.

Jane stamped on his instep: "Do you want to wear women's clothing?"

"I'll teach, I'll teach!" He directly resorted to the great teleportation, and carried her to the open ground in the living room, "Come on, come on to the first class, try not to step on my feet."

Jenny kicked off her slippers and curled her lips: "Isn't it okay for me to be barefoot? How can I be so exaggerated?"

"Are you going to wear flat shoes then?" Peter also threw the slippers aside, and stepped on her lightly tentatively.

"Of course the dress has to be paired with high heels, I'm so... petite..." She didn't admit that she was a hobbit! "Why are you stepping on me?"

"Let you step back, to be honest, try stepping on the back of my foot, you may learn faster." Peter carefully moved his foot away while changing the subject - this is called "Testing on the verge of death" ?

"Since you said that..." Jane shrugged and stepped on it unceremoniously, "Am I heavy?"

"As light as a ninety-pound feather." He couldn't help laughing when he finished.

"Hey! Isn't it good to bully me in science? Ninety pounds of feathers aren't ninety pounds?"

"I can lift your nine hundred pounds, let's go!" Peter has already lifted his feet and started to demonstrate the dance steps.

She put her weight at Peter's mercy, felt the heat from the boy's palm go straight through the home clothes and burnt to the skin at the waist being held, causing a throbbing in the internal organs.

"If I teach you well, I can get some rewards, right?" Peter licked his lips and whispered close to her.

It was purely a sneaky change of concept, and she was taught to dance in exchange for not wearing women's clothing. Jane did not expose his carefulness: "See if you teach well, if it is good..."

"How about a good one?"

"Let you see what's under my skirt..."

"Pfft!" Peter seemed to be about to vomit blood, or someone knocked over the paint can on his face, "What did you say?" He wouldn't feel very looking forward to and excited!

"My wardrobe is full of—shoes!"

"Bad man!"

She seems to be getting more and more used to telling jokes with color...Jianni reflected on her collapsed character.

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The level of physical coordination at the disaster level is not something to brag about, and the dance step teaching is extremely tragic.Foot-teaching has also proven to be a stupid method - so say the victims.

What?You thought Spider-Man was the victim? !

A teenage girl who felt like she had been a marionette for nearly an hour protested — you know how hard a marionette is?How sad is it to get a cash puppet being thrown around Have you ever tried?The little arms and legs of the marionette are about to be thrown off, have you ever cared?Marionettes...

She will never watch a puppet show again in her life... Although she didn't watch it at first, the reason for not watching it was puppet phobia, and the reason for not watching it in the future is sympathy.

"You can wear women's clothes, I don't want you to teach me anymore." Jane lay down on the sofa limply, "It is impossible to learn to dance, even in this lifetime."

Peter, who can do anything as long as he doesn't wear women's clothes: "Having given up halfway again? Don't you still want to be the prom queen?"

"Who wants to be? I just want you to be the king." Jane didn't find herself a person who was easily distracted, and of course she couldn't rule out the reason that she was too tired from learning to dance.

"If you don't dance with me, I can only be a wallflower, and return to the king?" Peter said aggressively.