Seeing that the girl didn't answer, the brown-haired man took another step forward.

This strength forced her to retreat step by step.

In the end, Qinghe had no choice but to touch his forehead, pretended to be very tired, and began to sell miserably: "I, I'm a little tired..."

Fearing that Harry would not be happy with her words, the girl opened her arms and hugged him again, "Is that all right?"

Harry took good care of his good manners, and took a towel from a side shelf, and casually dried his hair.

Seeing that the girl was about to run away, he replied harshly, "No."

Ah, this?

"Since you're tired, let's go to bed." It didn't take much to know that Harry's focus was on us.

We, sleep, understand?

The black-haired girl had a big head, but he heard him say again, "Change your clothes, so as not to catch a cold."

This sentence was like a pardon order, Qinghe hurriedly ran out.

"There's nothing embarrassing about you taking it off here."

She turned around again and made a face at Harry, "I'm going to change in the cloakroom anyway!"

The girl had changed by the time Harry emerged from his bathroom.

"By the way——" Qinghe thought of a wonderful topic. Asking this question inadvertently can not only answer her doubts, but also naturally remove the topic from "throwing in her arms".

She clearly knew that for Harry, the topic of "throwing in his arms and giving him a hug" was not really over, and he was likely to bring the topic back suddenly at a certain moment later.

At this moment Harry was sideways facing her as he was tying the straps of his bathrobe, and when he heard the girl start to speak, he turned his eyes lightly to her face.

"What are you doing out today?"

The girl stared closely at his handsome face for a while, and seeing that Harry didn't speak, she thought of the perfunctory words he used to block her conversation before, so Qinghe added: "Don't say that again" I won't tell you" sentence.I won't be put off easily! "

Harry was amused by her seriousness, his lowered eyes showed some soft emotions, "You are quite cute sometimes."

Qinghe was caught off guard by his sudden praise, and his eyes couldn't help but enlarge, just staring at Harry in a daze.

The other party didn't seem to mind simply looking at her, and both of them were silent for a while, and finally Qinghe looked away first, and she scratched her head in embarrassment, "Don't change the subject, I was just asking you What are you doing out today..."

"I went to Oscorp and met my friend by the way." Harry's words were concise and concise, and he really had nothing to hide in front of her.

"Oh..." Qinghe didn't know what to say again, "Then you -- you and that friend, did you have a good chat with him?"

"It's okay. I can't say whether you are happy or not." Harry replied, and a faint smile appeared on the man's face in the next second, "He mentioned you."

"Me?" The girl couldn't believe it.

"It's nothing." Harry dismissed the topic indifferently. To be honest, his doubts were getting heavier and heavier. He had an unrealistic imagination about the true identity of this unknown masked man who appeared in New York .

When he met Peter today, he obviously didn't take the initiative to mention the existence of Qinghe (Harry didn't want to share her with anyone), maybe in order to quickly shorten the distance between them, Peter directly mentioned her.

Although that guy said he saw it on the news...

Harry calmly searched for the memories of those deliberate reports in his mind. Those photos were all authorized by him, and Qinghe's face was obviously not real in the newspaper.

But Peter described it very vividly, as if he really saw her up close one day.

but……

Harry's brow furrowed again.

How can it be?Peter wouldn't be Spider-Man.

Besides, he won't allow him to be...

The girl's next question pulled Harry back from his heavy thoughts.

Then she asked again, "What about Spider-Man? You said you need his blood, so have you seen him?"

"No." There was no emotion to be heard in Harry's answer, "but he knows Spider-Man."

When Qinghe met Harry's blue eyes again, he found that the expression on his face was not as relaxed as it was a few minutes ago, instead it was covered with an inexplicable cloud.

She immediately understood who he was in Harry's mouth. This should be his childhood friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Reason told Qinghe that she should not continue to question, but the concern for Harry made her feel that she could not simply choose to stay out of it.

Besides, there is actually one thing hidden in her heart, something she has never told any "suitor" in the world.

She was originally an ordinary person, but in an accident, she got a "gift".This "gift" allows her to never really die, and the girl has been troubled by it.

Now, she wanted to tell Harry.Tell him such a grotesque fact.

She wasn't sure what Harry would think of her when she heard it, but...Spiderman's body could heal and regenerate super fast. Harry thought that Spiderman's blood could save him, so Qinghe felt that her blood seemed to be able to, too.

"Harry," the girl called his name softly, with a hint of hesitation in her tone, "I want to tell you something."

Harry was thinking about other things at the moment. It was very rare for him to pick up the topic of "Spiderman" that Qinghe mentioned a moment ago. He obviously didn't like Qinghe talking about this kind of mask of unknown origin in front of him. human.

"Don't you want to know why I said he knew Spider-Man?" said Harry. "I remember you were interested in Spider-Man."

I don't know what's wrong, but today's Harry always feels a little different from before.When it comes to Spider-Man, the abnormality in his whole body will be more obvious.

At this moment, his gaze towards the slender girl seemed to be separated by a layer of misty sunlight, and deeper emotions than usual were hidden in his blue eyes, and now Qinghe couldn't see clearly.

"No!" Qinghe denied, "Now I'm not interested in him!"

Harry explained, "He took every photo of Spider-Man in the papers."

He responded to the girl's words again, "Really? That's good."

Whether Peter Parker is Spider-Man, he's not sure.

But he probed, and would soon have an answer.

The dark-haired girl secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this time things must be back on track—she was about to speak when Harry's cell phone rang.

Aha, it seems that today is indeed not a very suitable day for opening your heart.

The girl was inevitably a little disappointed, after all, it was the first time she wanted to tell someone about her special physique.

real look...

Harry looked at the incoming call displayed on the phone, but he was so keen, how could he not see the faint disappointment in the girl's heart?

Therefore, he stepped forward and gently hugged the slender and slender black-haired girl. Because of the sudden incident just now, the girl's loose ends of her hair were a little wet.Harry's fingers brushed her hair lightly, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"I'm going to answer the phone, and I'll dry your hair when I get back." When Harry said this, he couldn't believe it himself, blowing his hair... He's never done this for anyone else in his life .

"Baby, I know what you want to say." Harry's words caught the girl off guard, and she looked up, only to hear him say——

"You don't need to save me."

The author has something to say: this week should be over.

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