[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

Lizzie froze completely.

She thought she must look stupid, like a coconut whose head had been pried open.

Now the coconut tree was being pressed under Stark's body, and their lips were rubbing against each other dryly and hotly like a pile of lit firewood.

This posture might be maintained for 1 years—if it wasn't for the approaching calls that broke the ambiguity.

Peter's young and frizzy voice was brighter than a small trumpet, and it rang in Lizzie's ears non-stop. The sense of crisis made her hairs stand on end, and she tried to pull out her reason from this wonderful dream-like atmosphere.

But it wasn't easy to break free - Stark had his body wrapped around her, his arms wrapped around her like a chef with a lamb on a chopping board.

She struggled again, and he separated slightly.Now that their lips were no longer glued together like kissing fish, it gave Lizzie a little respite.

Her eyes were wide open, her breathing was violent, and she tried to ignore the dreamy stickiness on her mouth.

But it was clear that the matter was not over yet - Mr. Stark loosened his tie under her watch, without any haste.Lizzie saw sharply that his suit was creased a little.

Although she didn't know why, she was inexplicably ashamed and burned all over because of this discovery.

"First, sir—" She didn't dare to call Tony anymore, she always felt that the person pressing on her was not someone she knew well, "They are looking for us..."

The footsteps had been circling around at first, but now they were getting closer, and Lizzie could almost imagine them standing in the dressing room where they were.

In fact it is.Pietro's voice was so clear and piercing: "Hey, there's a door—"

Lizzie's head buzzed with heat, and the range of her struggles began to increase.Almost as soon as she heard the movement, her back was wet.

However, Tony's hand slid towards her back as if intensified - this action caused her to bounce up sensitively.

Well now, she's sure her back is wetter than a rainstorm!

Mr. Stark's palms were dangerously hot, and his eyes were very dark.He gently pressed his lips against her cheek, and the hot air made her eyelashes tremble.

"shh (shh)—"

There was a movement from the locked door.Lizzie, however, had no time for it.

God, he, his lips are sticking up again!

But there are even more powerful ones.

This is where Stark's damn good kissing skills come in handy.He only lightly licked and kissed Lizzie's lips, and the two delicate lips opened as if ticklish, and he smoothly penetrated into the belly and pried open the teeth.

Tongue, tongue!

Lizzie's brain stopped completely, like a wilderness trampled by five hundred ponies galloping wildly.

She felt like she had turned into a donut, the kind that was sprinkled with Tony's favorite confetti, chewed to pieces by his flexible teeth, and had to be carefully rolled around with the wet and glistening tip of her tongue.

Too much.A mess of thoughts ran through her veins, but she couldn't find a perfect way to help her deal with the situation——

What's even more embarrassing is that even at such a moment, her keen senses can still provide convenience for her, allowing her to clearly perceive that Peter and the others have left.

"Locked. Probably an abandoned empty room."

"See? Even the lights aren't on, they're not here."

The innocent lads stomped away, completely unaware that a few steps away, hidden on the cushions behind the door panel, the two they were looking for were entangled intimately.Their beloved Mr. Iron Man even sticks his tongue in the Popsicle's mouth.

The whole room was so quiet that only the wet and sticky sound of licking popsicles remained.

When the syrup dripping out of the whole "donut" was sucked clean, Tony finally finished eating, his lips and tongue retreated, and the ears of the little popsicle were as red as pomegranate grains.

He watched with interest as the color on her earlobe slowly faded and gradually expanded to cover her entire face.Blood color quickly filled her cheeks like a tide, and even her breathing was hot.

"Sir," she swallowed, and made a "gudong", "what... what does this mean?"

What happened just now was too unreal, and she had the urge to slap herself madly.She might not have woken up before she had such a dream.

It's so embarrassing!

Tony ran his fingers over her lips: they were still wet, like strawberry jam.

He felt a little hungry again.

"That's what you mean." He pretended to be indifferent to respond, "I really don't like to play the tricks of children's house-well, if it is you, I will reluctantly cooperate."

Lizzie's wet, puppy-like blue eyes stared at him, but the light was diffuse.

She didn't know what he meant.Her brain is now not much bigger than a walnut.

"That is to say, if we have the conditions, if you are willing to respond to me, I will probably fuck you from the mat to the ground, from the top of the wall to the end of the wall."

"—I can't guarantee that you will still be able to go out standing up at that time."

A small nuclear bomb exploded in Lizzie's heart, and her consciousness was blown to ashes, and there was nothing left.

It took her a full minute to piece together the pulverized mind, and then sniffed: "Sir, do you mean to spend a good night with me?"

A sudden cold wind.Lizzie's skin, which had been boiling hot just now, cooled down a bit.She thought a little uncomfortable, this is not bad.

At least he doesn't think of her as a child anymore, does he?

Tony stared at her for a long time.His bright and charming eyes are beyond the power of any woman in the world.

"Not one. Days and nights to come, every day, every second."

He raised the corners of his mouth happily.

It was the prettiest, best smile Lizzie had ever seen in her life.

……

"What's wrong with you? Your face looks like too much ketchup."

Peter asked her inexplicably.

Lizzie snorted, and buried her face in the palms of her hands: "Leave me alone, I might have a little fever."

The high fever brought on by this damned love, she would rather it never go away!

But the next second she regrets telling Peter that, because her spider pal starts yelling, "Oh my God, you're sick! Why didn't you say it sooner? Was it today or yesterday?"

The tone sounded really worried.

"I'm fine...Peter. Thank you for your concern."

Lizzie raised her head helplessly from the palm of her hand, and thanks to this inconspicuous blessing, the heat on her cheeks subsided a little.

Thankfully, it doesn't feel like frying eggs anymore.

……

Twenty minutes ago, she just came out of the abandoned dressing room, walked through the corridor, and met the group of parents who turned back to find her.Peter and Pietro were especially puzzled: they had apparently scoured the backstage.Lizzie seemed to just pop out of nowhere.

Lizzie, blushing, lied to the parent group: she told them that she had found a place to relax because she was so excited.

But it's clearly not blowing out very well; she looks even more excited than she did when she first hit the stage.

Coincidentally, Tony also came forward and blended into the crowd of parents.No one asked where he was, and most of the people focused their benevolent and joyful eyes on Lizzie, and celebrated her successful performance with hugs.

"You're the best! I love you as Willow..."

When Peter came to hug her like a whirlwind, the temperature in the room was obviously a few degrees lower than before.

That's Mister Iron Man suddenly turning into a humanoid refrigerator.He crossed his arms, and no one knew what was in his eyes under the sunglasses.

Peter's spider sensor was beeping wildly, he let go of Lizzie, and rubbed his arms for no apparent reason.

……

"Hey, you look good."

Twenty minutes later, Lizzie, who had experienced a "fever" oolong, tried to start another topic.She noticed that Peter had changed his attire.

He put on the shirt and suit he had prepared for the event ball.

Peter smiled shyly when he heard the compliment: "Oh, really? Aunt May helped me a lot. Did you see my tie—I learned it from the video."

Lizzie straightened his tie. "You look so different. I'm officially announcing that you're now the second most handsome man I've ever seen in a suit."

This "man" is very useful to Peter.He shook his head at Lizzie tacitly: "I guess the number one is Mr. Stark, so I will never fight for that title."

Lizzie slapped him on the chest.

"You got it."

They followed the noisy crowd.There were blue and orange balloons everywhere on the ballroom, and various angular stars stuck to the ceiling, illuminating the whole ballroom brightly.

Peter yelled at her through the crowd, "I've got to find my prom partner—"

He meant Liz.

Lizzie's stomach twitched at the word "prom partner."She waved at Peter, watching the black suit instantly drowned in the crowd.

She smiled wryly and held her head.

It's over, she forgot to pick a prom partner for herself.

The prom partner was also the date of the event day. Lizzie heard Peter and Chloe mention it at the time, but she was too busy at that time, and she had to memorize lines and practice singing, so this matter was quickly dismissed by her. Forget it.

Now, as she looked around, there were couples of men and women everywhere.

Ned was wearing a cowboy hat—appropriate, I have to say—and was swinging with a petite black girl;

Even the brothers and sisters Pietro and Wanda were among them - they were sipping champagne and waving excitedly at her.

She lowered her head and touched the hem of her beautiful dress embroidered with gold thread: There is no other way, it seems that she can only let down this beautiful dress.

At least one person's solo dance is quite unconventional, isn't it?

The lights suddenly began to change frequently, and the dance was about to begin.The pair of partners couldn't bear it anymore, and the small high heels and leather shoes rubbed briskly on the floor.

Now there was only one light left shining on the open space in front of the dance floor, where a scarlet carpet was spread alone.The host stood on the edge of the carpet and enthusiastically announced——

"Welcome to Homecoming! Before I get too bonkers, allow me to introduce: Midtown High Homecoming's biggest patron, center of world fascination, famed superhero Iron Man, Mr. Tony Stark !"

Suddenly, a bigger commotion broke out in the crowd.The girls standing behind pushed forward with their skirts lifted, everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of this handsome and wealthy man.

A bright light was cast straight down, and it turned out that Tony Stark was on stage.He stood on the scarlet rug, stepped on his leather shoes, as if looking down on the world.

Lizzie was stuck under the stage like a wooden stake, her head was raised, dumbfounded.

The author has something to say: Nini confesses.Just ask: Is it sweet?love me?

I'm in a great mood today, and I'm sending red envelopes to everyone in the comment area, everyone has a share.

Some children are worried about whether the sugar will be mixed with glass slag. I tell you clearly: no.Sugar is sugar, (glass slag is glass slag) (whisper BB)

Cookies, please do it and cherish it, because I'm going to start the plot... (Don't you think daily life is very procrastinating?)

[Notice]: It will be updated at [-] o'clock tomorrow night.

[Time to roll call and send little red flowers]:

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[A big mouthful of kisses! 】