[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

It's terrible, why is his big red bulging bag facing me directly like this.

I don't know when Wade turned on the lights in the room. Under the bright light, I stared blankly at his crotch.

I noticed that the big bag that was wrapped in the tights seemed to grow a little bigger, which really scared me and I had to get out of here.

I immediately turned around and crawled forward silently on the ground.

Arms bent at a right angle as if in an ambush and crawled forward, planning to leave here silently before Wade did anything.

"Hey hey, don't go!" He yelled at me again, and then I felt a hand restrain my ankle.

Looking back, I saw Wade's legs squatting and grabbing my ankle curiously.

My body was a little stiff, and I felt his hand pass through my calf, and then came to the hollow of my leg behind my knee.

Ugh, it's so itchy.

I held my breath hard, trying to laugh but trying so hard not to.

"I'm so envious of you," Wade said suddenly, "Slender ankles, powerful calves, oh, and your perky butt—I can't even believe you have a boyfriend who loves you so much."

"Wait, these words seem familiar... It seems that similar words appeared in the trailer of my second solo movie." Wade suddenly paused, and then he seemed to think of something, and said in a terrified voice , "Dupand (I think you are right, that Indian driver brother) is he deeply in love with me?"

Who is Dupande?

I frowned suspiciously.

But fortunately, Wade has stopped his movements, and he seems to be falling into incomprehensible confusion, showing a disgusted expression.

And I just might take this opportunity to get out of here quickly, lest he start going crazy again.

Back in his room, he kneeled on the ground with his legs apart—well, this posture is really weird, not my problem, right? !

After closing the door, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But thinking about it... I couldn't help laughing, he's also really... cute.

The next day the weather was very nice, I opened the door of the room, Wade is not in the living room.

I'm going to visit my Aunt May in Queens first, wondering if she will miss me so much after I've been away for a few days.

Just thinking about it, I picked up my bag and walked out.

I put my hands on the shoulder straps, probably because I am in a good mood. I also feel very happy watching the people coming and going around me.

Soon, I was back in my apartment building in Queens.

Since it was one of those old-fashioned apartment buildings, I walked briskly up the stairs.

This apartment building is like this. After climbing up the stairs, there is a long corridor. My room is at the bottom of the corridor, facing the door of the stairs, and the house of the detective Peralta who moved to my house before is in The first turn of the stairs is actually next door to my house.

Thinking about it this way, fortunately, I realized something was wrong on the first day I found out that he moved here and immediately tried to move out.

This time, I have to find a way to be careful not to meet Detective Peralta. After all, among so many people I know, Detective Peralta can be said to be the most difficult person in my life.

But of course it’s really incomparable with Wade—that is, Deadpool, after all, I really can’t do anything about him.

Thinking of this bastard, I couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

——Well, I was a little anxious when I left. I don't know if he was sleeping in his room or went out while I was asleep?

Thinking wildly about Wade, I found myself walking up the last flight of stairs to the house.

But soon, I realized something was wrong, so I stopped.

Indistinctly, I seemed to hear the voices of two very familiar people.

The sound seemed to come from- eh!It's Aunt May and Detective Peralta!

The two of them are standing in front of my house chatting!

How the hell am I completely unaware of this?

God, I must be thinking too much about Wade...

I wanted to leave before these two people noticed me, but I probably reacted too much. I turned my head to Aunt May, who was facing me, and bypassed Pera, who was only showing the back of her head. Detective Erta said in surprise, "Petra? You're back!"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and pushed aside Detective Peralta who was blocking her, and waved to me, "What are you doing standing there? Come here!"

I felt a pang of annoyance as Detective Peralta looked back slowly.

The two of us looked at each other.

I immediately looked away, and walked forward with the other party's gaze indifferently.

Peralta's eyes gradually changed from doubt to surprise. He widened his eyes and pointed at me with an index finger, "Did I see you somewhere?"

Eh?Wait, did he forget about this?

That would be great--

"Oh!" He suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, "I remembered, when I saw you that time, you and Deadpool were whining!"

I rushed to him and covered his mouth with my hand.

listen!Detective Peralta.

Please swallow your words automatically when I let go! ! !

I made eye contact with him, hoping that he could receive the information in my eyes.

"Petra, what are you doing?" Aunt May covered her mouth in surprise, "What deadpool? Why did you cover Mr. Peralta's mouth?"

I gave Detective Peralta one last look.

But Peralta didn't accept my signal, showing a serious expression, "This is your...?"

"Niece, but we are like mother and daughter. Right, Petra?" Aunt May obviously didn't understand why Peralta asked, but she still rolled her eyes at this point.

My scalp was numb, my whole body couldn't help but tremble, and I began to realize that maybe this time I really couldn't stand it.

"Yes, we are like mother and daughter." I nodded, and then showed a far-fetched smile.

It's not that I think this sentence is far-fetched, but because... I suddenly realized that no matter whether what I did was correct or not, Aunt Mei would only consider me from the perspective of caring for me the most.

She's going to be mad, she's really going to be mad.

I observed that Detective Peralta's eyes became more serious, "Then I think I have to tell you something."

"What happened?" Aunt Mei looked puzzled, she seemed a little flustered by the seriousness, "What happened?"

I lowered my head, feeling like a child who made a mistake at this moment, frustrated and sad inside.

"One time when I was on duty, I saw your child, this little girl, in a room with Deadpool, the one who has been hanging out with Spider-Man lately..."

Thank you, Detective Peralta, for going into such detail.

Aunt May looked at me in surprise, "Who is Deadpool? Is what he said true, Petra?"