[Spiderman] The feeling

Perhaps in order to satisfy Norman Osborn's almost paranoid preference for research, the laboratory occupies most of the Osborn's surprisingly large house.But for the thin-populated Osborne family, this old house is pitifully sparse.

Dense vegetation surrounds the house, and moss grows in the corners.

Green moved into this old mansion at Harry's insistence. The girl who had just arrived looked at the mansion for a while, turned her eyes and came to a conclusion: "This fits your villain's setting very well." It was tailor-made. .

On the day Green knew the identity of the red-skinned spider, she stood in front of the gate, only feeling that this place seemed even more eerie.

It seems that if she is not careful, she will fall into the eternal hell. Overlooking all this is the laughing red-skinned spider and his eternal enemy, the green-skinned Harry.The two even held hands in a wicked way!

She shivered violently.

Until she stepped into the dark hall, there was only one sentence in her overburdened head: Stupid Peter Parker Spider-Man!

Why is she harboring a big secret again?After Harry Osborn was the Green Goblin, she knew Harry's nemesis, Spider-Man, was her cousin, the unreliable Peter Parker? !

Is there anything more exciting than this?

Oh, maybe there is, for example, a certain red-skinned spider whose identity was known said with a smile: Keep it secret!

Wow - where the hell did silly Peter Parker get his confidence!

The anger rose slowly, but it died down before halfway through, and Green slumped his shoulders: What can I do! !It can only be kept secret!

She knew the identities of these two rivals.

Green climbed up the stairs, the soles of her feet were heavy as if she had fallen lead. She felt that she was cold and needed a warm embrace.In the dark night, in the cold hall where Osborne Mansion can breathe out, Green bumped into a warm and familiar embrace.

Almost without hesitation, she hugged him tightly, buried her cheek in his chest, and the familiar breath with a bit of bitter medicine rushed into her nose.Green felt relieved for a brief moment.

"Harry—" she drew out her tone, unable to hide her distress.

"Where have you been?" He raised his fingers around her golden hair, and his tone was calm and without warmth.

"Harry?" She couldn't see his eyes clearly.

Those strange liquids brought Harry Osborn not only the green skin, but his vision was still clear even in the dark night.Harry looked at Green, taking the emotions on her face into his eyes, traversing her hair with his fingers, and finally stroked her cheek.The touch is as soft as ever.

The corners of Harry's mouth curled up.

The smile widened, he was really smiling, and Harry felt he had never been in a better mood.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Harry's voice was different from the one just now, and he bent slightly, his lips brushing against Green's ear.

Harry Osborn is a moody weirdo.

Green has always dismissed his inexplicable emotional changes. She is best at changing her state according to this man's emotions. After all, she is a match made in heaven.

"Take me to the bedroom." She rubbed his neck like a cat, her tone was lazy and sweet.

Of course Harry would.

In the empty Osborne mansion, the teasing of the two, with an indescribably strange taste, reverberated in the air, and finally drowned in the subtleties of the ancient walls.

Harry was in a good mood, and he knew Green's schedule like the back of his hand.

Of course he knew that the future Mrs. Osborne discovered some terrible secret during the sunny day.

Does he just need to envy a Peter Parker in the future?

The smile on the corner of Harry's mouth never fell, and the voice in his head clamoring to kill Green was punished, and he made a decision: Green, you can live.In the name of Osborne.

He found something even more interesting.

The author has something to say: =v= Good day, cute little angel.