[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

Hello everyone, I am Steve Strange, also known as Doctor Strange.

None of the above matters, what matters is that one day, I caught a thief who was trying to steal from me.

The thief was wearing a tight red and black uniform, with two samurai swords on his back, and he had a lot of words in his mouth.

I think this person looks familiar, but I can't remember it all at once.

Uh - so this is Spider-Man?But why did Spider-Man come to steal my Eye of Agamotto?

I seem to have seen her in that timeline covered by me, but what does her uniform look like?

It's a bit like but a bit not like it, maybe it's like it.After all, I don't have much leisure time to observe what Spider-Man's uniform looks like.

"Why are you stealing from me? I didn't expect you to be such a Spider-Man!" I stretched out my finger to cast a spell, while looking at him warily.

But the person in front of him yelled dissatisfiedly, "Don't slander my little spider, I'm not Spider-Man."

"Then who are you... oh, wait, you are... Deadpool?" I was a little surprised, after all, I have never met him, I just heard about his deeds, "Sorry, I just said that Spider-Man is nonsense There are so many but he is obviously a good boy, how could he do such a thing."

"That's right, Sherlock! It's me~" he said briskly.

Well?Sherlock?what is that?

"By the way, do you like Spider-Man too? Oh, she...he's my favorite superhero! But...it's not important, the important thing is that we're getting married soon!!"

The man raised his head, his face suddenly turned red as he thought about it.He couldn't help covering his cheeks with his hands, stretched out his feet and kicked the cracks in the floor under his feet.

"……"what's the situation?What does your marriage have to do with me?

Oh wait.

marry?Why wasn't I at their wedding the last time I walked this timeline?And Deadpool didn't come to steal my Eye of Agamotto.

"Oh, that's really a blessing to you." But I didn't think too much, and asked blankly, "So you're going to steal my things?"

"So... I just want to put it around my neck and take me back in time like a Harry Potter time-turner so everyone can like me."

"What?" I looked EXM, wanting other people to like him?That's great, it looks like they all hate this Deadpool?What a coincidence, so am I.

"Then why do you want them all to like you?"

"Oh! In this way, someone will be willing to be the witness of me and the little spider, and everyone will want to attend our wedding!" Deadpool said with a melancholy face, as if full of thousands of sorrows.

Heh, please continue your performance... But seriously, it sounds a little pathetic, but it's not.

"But I don't think going back to the past will make them like you..." I couldn't help but complain, but after thinking about it, I continued to ask, "No one wants to be your wedding witness?"

"..." Wade looked at me and sniffed, "Yes, on the day of the wedding, my dear little spider will look at the empty church, under the cross of Christ Jesus, and have an unblessed wedding with me .”

"...Oh. This sounds pretty bad. But what does it have to do with me?" I didn't want to talk too much with him, after all, it was nothing compared to what I had to face now, "You go , but if you covet my things next time, it will be far from being as simple as it is today."

After speaking, I turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Deadpool stopped me.

I rolled my eyes again irritably, but turned around with a frown.

"According to the timeline, as our file saver and reader, you should have delayed the occurrence of something, right? Shall I give you a spoiler first on how to correctly kill my good friend, the electronic lock? Bully?"

I suddenly caught my breath and turned to look at him in shock.

Deadpool and Spider-Man's wedding takes place in two weeks.

No one knows how Deadpool invited Dr. Strange to be the witness of the marriage. Many people complained that Dr. Strange agreed to him so easily, and the topic of #奇怪医生这是一个恶失# was even picked up on the Internet.

At this moment, Deadpool happily hugged Doctor Strange, who was already very long, but his face became longer because of pulling his face.

#My mother bears the burden of humiliation for whom#

#These unconscionable people are still blaming me#

And no matter how annoying Deadpool is, those superheroes certainly don't really plan not to attend the wedding of the two of them.

After all, everyone loves Neighbor Spider-Man, they just can't believe that Spider-Man would choose such a marriage partner.

But on this day, Deadpool personally delivered the invitation in various ways or mailed it to the Marvel universe, no matter on the earth or on which planet, and my Didi Qingqing, my superheroes, or even just their acquaintances Afterwards, almost everyone showed up.

This is a grand and perfect wedding.

Except that Petra didn't wear the wedding dress she already bought but a suit.

She even wore a pair of black-rimmed Clark Kent glasses because she said she feared her identity would be found out.

Now no one can recognize her, but I also feel a little regretful.

"Okay, the groom can kiss the new... groom." The ceremony was about to end, but Doctor Strange still couldn't help showing a smile in the end.

Petra seemed to see the regret on her face, she blinked at me suddenly, "Go back and wear it, only for you to see."

I nervously loosened the tie on my neck that was strangling me half to death, damn it... I don't fit in this at all, but she looks so handsome on my face—uh, didn't Petra just now What did you say?

Oh, she said it was only for me to see...huh?Just show it to me alone!

...Wait, wait, my dear little Deadpool, now is really not the time for Shi Geng.

I raised my eyes and looked at the dense crowd around me, feeling a little dizzy.

So I had no choice but to take a deep breath, closed my eyes and lowered my head.

But the next second I felt that I was kissing in the wrong place.

F*ck!I rubbed/rubbed the place under her nose again.

The next night, with a beating heart, I opened the newspaper to pass the time.

I couldn't help laughing as I opened the newspaper and looked at the pictures of everyone at our wedding.

Iron Man raised a middle finger to the camera, and Hawkeye folded his hands on his chest with a poker face.

In the very center of the front of the photo, Petra and I are standing.

This is pretty crazy - who would have thought we would actually be married?

I smirked and looked down, and it described the scene of our wedding.

But soon, the smile gradually solidified.

"New York Times" review: Love is not an end.Beneath New York's colorful flag representing the LGBTQ community, the same-sex marriage between these two superheroes is an inspirational inspiration for all of us ordinary people.We are very happy to see that almost all superheroes have expressed support for this same-sex marriage.

"Washington Post" comment: Today, true love wins.From June 2015, when the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that same-sex marriage was legal across the United States, to today’s widely blessed same-sex marriage between two superheroes, we’ve been through a lot.

"Wall Street Journal" comment: Our President Trump is silent on LGBT issues, but this does not mean that we should follow suit.Today, we have all witnessed history.

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"The author is a big idiot... Is this meme really enough? Doesn't anyone talk about our epic love?" I closed the newspaper angrily.

"What's the matter, Wade?" Petra's voice came from behind me.

I immediately turned around excitedly—nearly sprained my neck.

But when I saw Petra standing in front of me, it was all worth it.

Even if Petra didn't wear something that I can only wear in public once in a lifetime, I don't feel heartache at all.

I looked up from the bottom, and the fluffy skirt was layered and bent into a beautiful arc, and the hollow fabric of the abdomen showed her slender vaginal line.The wedding dress is a one-shoulder design, her skin may be white to transparent because of the house, and the slight undulation of the chest makes me feel a little distracted.

I knew this, and I was rubbed big again, and I couldn't help but feel proud.

A blush appeared on her face, and she excitedly picked up the hem of her skirt and turned it around to me, "Does it look good?"

So fucking good looking! !

Don't ask me why I acted as if I didn't accompany her to buy a wedding dress, but what she bought was not the one we fancy together!

She didn't even buy the style that I think is pretty good, but the fabric is so much that it is almost piled up to the chin.

But it turns out that Pate-wife was right in everything she said.

I took a few steps forward and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"You are so beautiful today that I am suffocating."

Petra's eyes were shining, but suddenly she frowned, "No...you said the same thing yesterday."

"Uh, but that's a completely different style. I was very happy when I was pressed down by you yesterday."

Petra blushed even more, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense! You won't be so tired today...I promise- ouch! It hurts!"

Although Petra's fist really hurt, I still had the cheek to hold her up by the waist through layers of wedding dresses, and put her gently on the bed.

Stretching into the hem of the skirt, I touched it for a long time but found nothing.

In addition to yarn or yarn.

Overwhelmed by gauze, at a loss.

Goddamn... where are Petra's legs?

Just as I was starting to break out in a sweat, I heard Petra chuckle.

Sorry, I'm guilty.

I'm an idiot, swooning over the damn dress.

I suddenly began to miss yesterday's suit pants.

At least I untied it in one go.

Ah, she turned her head and closed her eyes in disgust, not wanting to look at me anymore.

I lowered my head in frustration.

But in the next second, Petra slowly bent her knees, bent one leg, and the skirt - oooh!At least I found a place hahaha!

So this is not disgust but shyness? ?She opened the door and extended an invitation to me!

I blissfully wanted a nosebleed.

She is successfully lifting those annoying veils to her stomach——

"Dingling--" the voice came from Petra's cell phone next to the bedside table.

Telephone? !again? ? ?

No matter who's calling, I just want to kill the author/smile.JPG