Hela doesn't want to make trouble

sixth star

Peter has been a good baby since he was a child. He has never had to visit the teacher's home to understand his situation. He was pulled by Uncle Ben and Aunt May. After Uncle Ben passed away.

Teacher Helena's visit was purely accidental. In fact, he didn't expect that Hela would live next door to his house for a while, because the house was being renovated-this was known from the dining table.

Aunt Mei is very enthusiastic about everyone, and after knowing that Hela is a teacher at Midtown High School, she wants to know more about Peter's situation at school.

After all, in the educational environment of the United States, there is almost no home-school contact. No matter how naughty the students are, they will be obedient when they hear about asking parents. Now Aunt Mei uses her outstanding eloquence and warm smile Hela knew a lot of things there.

Luckily the teacher didn't say anything about him being bullied by Mike at school.If Aunt May found out, she would scream and yell and seek justice for him.

So his identity as "Baby Parker" will be confirmed, which is really too bad.

but--

Is Teacher Helena really all right?

After all, Aunt Mei's craftsmanship is hard to describe in words, and he has gotten used to it over the years, but what Teacher Helena said... Peter, who had been gnawing on the scones silently, couldn't help but glanced at Hela's seat.

It seems delicious?

?

Any dark dish is no problem if you've eaten grilled bugs in the toughest of times.

The food cooked by Peter's aunt was not too difficult to swallow, but the taste was a bit weird. Out of politeness, Hela ate them all, and praised Mei's craftsmanship, which made Mei feel very happy, and warmly invited Hela If you have the opportunity, you must come to the door more often.

In New York, where people are indifferent, this is not unkind.

After the meal, Aunt Mei asked Peter to send his teacher home. Peter complained in his heart why he still had to send him when he was only two steps away, while sending Hela out the door with a shy expression.

"Are you going to work part-time?"

Hella seemed to ask it casually, and Peter replied subconsciously: "No."

"There's still sauce on the sleeves from the pizzeria around the corner three blocks away." Hela said, "You're underage, and ordinary shops won't hire you, okay?"

Peter's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the door of his house, fearing that Aunt May would appear suddenly, his heart was hanging. He pinched his cuff where the pizza sauce was stained, and subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But when he thought of the tragic end of other people lying to Teacher Helena, he could only stumble and explain, "I...that, actually I... want to buy a computer, yes, a computer."

"Computer? Oh, that seems to be the case. I heard from your physics teacher that you are good at science. So, did you fake your resume just to buy a computer?"

"Hmm..." Peter nodded and said nervously, "Please, Mrs. Helena, please don't tell Aunt May."

"It's good that you exchange your labor for what you want..." Hela said, "But delivering pizza is not a long-term solution. What do you think of the school's newspaper office?"

"Newspaper?"

"Visiting Osborne next week, bring your camera."

Hela patted him on the shoulder, and then opened the opposite door.

It was a while before Peter realized what had happened.

Teacher Helena offered him a job at school!He couldn't help but clenched his fist excitedly and whispered "Yes" several times, and immediately went back to his room to share the good news with Ned.

Students in Midtown High School all know that the school's newspaper office pays a lot of money. As long as he submits a satisfactory photo this time, the newspaper office will give him a considerable amount of remuneration, plus teacher Helena's affirmation. Bravo!

The teenager shared his joy with his friends with his unique soda-flavored bubble sound, and Hela was smoking a cigarette and playing games in the room, completely ignoring Nick Fury's phone bombardment.

So Nick Fury on the other side had no choice but to send a message to another subordinate.

"Temporarily working overtime, it's time for you to show up."

"Uh..." There was news of Stark Industries' fire charity gala on the TV, and the hostess on the TV was still reporting whether Tony Stark, who had disappeared for a long time, had PTSD, and said that no one expected him to attend This time the party.And Tony, who was watching TV while screwing his arm, asked subconsciously:

"Have I received an invitation?"

Jarvis replied, "No, sir."

The computer was still rendering the armor, Tony pointed to one of them and said, "Here, do you want to add a little mouse? What do you think of your avatar? Magic mouse?"

Jerry jumped on the table. He saw where Tony was pointing. This generous human actually wanted to paint his face on the armor?Wow that's awesome!

So the little mouse nodded vigorously, and Jarvis scanned Jerry's facial features, and then added the dark pattern of the mouse's head to the armor.

In this way, the armor looks more "low-key".

"how much longer?"

"Estimated five hours, sir."

"Five hours..." Tony glanced at his watch, "Don't wait for me, honey..."

"Want to go eat something delicious together?" He held out his hand to the magic mouse.

Jerry jumped on his hand happily, and he changed into his suit, and Jerry slipped into his pocket.

Tony had an inexplicable premonition, as if something unexpected would happen if he brought this magical mouse.

Should be a good thing?

Not a good thing.

He was first accosted by someone from the Department of Homeland Security with such a long name.

At the same time, seeing his secretary smiling sweetly in a sexy backless outfit, his heart fluttered on the spot, itching so badly, he walked over and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Pepper is actually with his driver Happy?When did they get married?

Tony was going to go over to see what was going on, maybe they were just dancing together politely?

Unexpectedly, Jerry, who was in his pocket, crawled out of his pocket at this time and slipped in a certain direction.

"Hey Magic Mouse!" He subconsciously chased after him, "Jerry? Where are you going, Jerry?"

There are so many people here, what if the magic mouse is trampled to death by someone?

Tony is very worried. Now he doesn't care who Pepper is with. He is more worried about Jerry's safety.

The little mouse nimbly shuttled under the ladies' bare legs and the men's suit leather shoes, and ran all the way to the unoccupied balcony on the second floor. When Tony chased there, the little mouse stopped on the balcony. In her hand, the woman's pale and slender index finger was holding a piece of cheese to feed it.

"Well, lady, can I have my pet mouse back?" Tony asked.

"Your mouse?" The woman seemed surprised.

Her back was turned to Tony, and Tony couldn't see her face clearly.But that damned familiarity is back, and this voice—

"Did I meet you somewhere?" He followed his thoughts and said what seemed to be a flirtation, but he was not guilty at all.

There are a lot of girls who want to talk to him Tony Stark, and it's their honor that he said that.It's just that the feeling of forgetting the words when the words came to his lips made it difficult for him to organize the words.

Tony Stark would have a day when he couldn't speak to a woman!

"Has anyone ever told you that your approach is old-fashioned? Mr. Stark?" Hela smiled and turned her head, "Also, Jerry is my partner."

Part of her long legs wrapped under the skirt of a close-fitting mermaid skirt leaked out of the skirt. Her long black hair seemed to imply a stream of light in the night, and her eyes were a rare green. The kind of green that reminds people is not cold pines and cypresses.

It was more like a venomous snake hiding in the jungle waiting to strike its prey fatally.

When looking at the mouse, it was gentle.

Tony preferred to believe that she was using the rat as a food reserve.

Feeling absurd to think like this, Tony put on a standard smile and asked, "Are you the one who saved me in the desert?"

He used an affirmative sentence.

Hela shrugged, undeniable.

Tony added: "The balcony I smashed last time is also yours."

"You found my usual account through my address. But you found out that the owner of that house is actually a drug addicted widow, and the account is also encrypted one-way.

Then you found a long-dead nobleman in Europe through the purchase record of that painting, which made you very angry, and at the same time wanted to know who I was, am I right? "Hella said.

In one breath, she hit on the information and channels about her that Tony asked Jarvis to look up recently, and Tony didn't feel embarrassed, and admitted it openly.

"You're mysterious..." he said, "How did you survive that situation? Are you superhuman?"

"Shh..." Helena stretched out a hand to press his lips, and the corner of the pale Goddess of Death's mouth slowly drew a seductive smile, "Don't call him 'Superman', he can hear you. "

She pressed Tony's lips with her hand, and could clearly feel the hippie-style beard he deliberately left, um, it was a bit thorny.

"Who?" Tony was taken aback, and the subconscious movement of opening his mouth made him inevitably lick the finger that belonged to Hela. To be honest, it didn't feel bad.

"Of course it's that tough guy in tights flying around the metropolis..." Hela quickly withdrew her hand, turning her face away uncomfortably, "Someone is looking for you."

Oops, subconsciously started to tease people.

She almost forgot that it was Howard's son, and she felt like committing a crime by doing so...

Fortunately, the female reporter saved her delicate embarrassment. Seeing that there was one more person here, the female reporter was hesitating whether to interview or not.

"I'm fine..." Hela said, "You can say whatever you want, I can't hear you."

She lightly jumped onto the balcony railing, and stepped on the high-heeled shoes on the balcony railing that was only supported by thin steel pipes as if walking on flat ground. Jerry grabbed her skirt and climbed onto her. Going farther and farther like a dazzling star.

Is this something a human can do?

But he didn't have time to be surprised, because what the female reporter brought was really not good news.

He was about to ask Obaday why a large amount of arms were still being shipped to the Middle East after he shut down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing department, but Hela who came back gently grabbed his collar.

"Sweetheart, I'm in a hurry, you can wait for me at the door." Tony blinked his big eyes with a very hint.

Under the neon lights, the goddess of death bent down to meet his four eyes. Tony only needs to shift his eyes a little to see the scenery of her chest, but he has no intention of admiring it now.

"I didn't overhear..." Hela said, "I'll give you a piece of advice, be careful of your good uncle."

"how do you--"

"Shh, you need to find out for yourself."

Hela smiled at him, then jumped off the balcony.

Tony quickly lay down on the balcony and looked down, but only saw the crowd coming and going, and Hela had completely disappeared, as if he had never been there before.

"I haven't asked her name yet?" he murmured, and touched something furry on the back of his hand on the balcony.

"Magic Mouse? Why didn't you go back with your master?"

The cunning little mouse will not say that it is actually the cheese that Tony generously gave it.If it goes back to Hela and finds that it is fat, it will definitely let it go to Tom to "exercise". Jerry, who just wants to eat and die and live a stable life, is obviously unwilling, so it slipped off Hela again.

It crawled into Tony's pocket.

"Okay, then I'll take you in for a while longer." Tony raised his eyebrows.

He patted his pockets, then ran out quickly to find Obaday.

The author has something to say:

Emotional scenes are so difficult to write! Damn it!

There is another update on Monday night, don't wait for me...