[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

Tony left the UK overnight, and Gemma was busy taking care of other injured people, so Peter was appointed as New Bella's chief health supervisor, commonly known as the nanny.

During the summer vacation a long time ago, in order to earn pocket money, Peter did take care of children, the elderly and walk the dog, but when the other party became New Bella, he was a little flustered.

Natasha comforted him: "It's not difficult! When Newbella is resting in bed, you treat her as a doll, and feed her with water and medicine; when she goes out for activities, you treat her as a puppy, but you must Just remember not to put a collar on her."

Peter thinks what she said makes sense, and decides to make a comeback, but suffers from Waterloo at the level of water feeding.The main reason is that he was too nervous to look directly at Newbella, so...

Newbella: "Come here, Peter! Peter's straw stuck in my eye! Peter, I don't want leaf juice, I want grape juice!"

Peter didn't look sideways: "Moving towards what time? Oh, sorry. Gemma said you should drink more leaf juice, and you can't drink other juices."

Newbella wanted to grab it by herself: "What are you looking at? Look at me! If you don't turn around again, be careful that I will beat you!"

Peter was afraid that she would jump up and beat someone, so he quickly turned around: "Don't, it's my fault, my fault, don't stare at me..."

Don't stare at me, I'm shy.Peter didn't dare to finish the sentence, and secretly sighed that Newbella's eyes are so beautiful, moist and shiny, with long and curly eyelashes.He suddenly understood why the girls knew the mascara brands on the market like the back of their hands, and the eyes were indeed the windows to the soul.

He thought about it illogically and logically. Newbera over there barely finished drinking the leaf juice and looked at him pitifully: "Peter..."

"What...what are you doing?" Peter's palms were hot, and he almost missed the water glass, "What...what's wrong?"

"I want to drink grape juice..." Newbera was on the verge of tears, "My mouth and tongue are astringent, I want to drink a sweet drink."

Peter couldn't bear her coquetry, so he had to go to Gemma: "Is there any sweet drink that Newbella can drink?"

Gemma thought for a while: "Isn't today the fourth day? Well, the green leaf juice can be stopped, and she can drink the red leaf juice instead, which is a bit sweeter."

Peter took a few large cans of red leaf juice back, and Newbella's mouth was blood red, and she could play a vampire with her fangs.The nurse who made the rounds saw her passing by and asked Peter to wipe her face.

Peter dillydally mixed the warm water, and washed the brand new towel over and over again, but he didn't dare to touch it.How he wished that a nurse would pass by the door, and touch Newbella's face intimately... It really killed his spider!

Newbella was very helpless: "Peter, why don't you wash your face after my wound is healed?"

Peter bit the bullet: "No, I...I'll wash it for you." Anyway, when Newbella was unconscious, he had already hugged her and moistened her mouth, no... nothing to be ashamed of.

It's a pity that the reality is always so cruel. Feeding water and medicine can avoid eye contact with Newbella, but washing your face can't do it.When Peter caught her eyes, his heart went up and down like bungee jumping, up and down, up and down.

When his fingertips accidentally touched Newbella's tender and soft skin, his heart almost burst out of his chest, soaring to the sky, even the Quinjet fighters couldn't catch up!

He washed Newbella's face in a daze, and left with the basin in a daze. The nurse came in and said, "Huh? I haven't washed it clean, and the right half of my face is still dirty!"

Newbella called Daisy depressingly: "What should I do? He doesn't seem to like me. Every time he sees me, his mind wanders, and he doesn't even wipe my face clean."

Daisy: "Then choose someone else you like."

"No!" Newbella rebuffed straight away, "Are you my chief relationship advisor?"

"Of course I am!" Daisy winked at Natasha who was opposite, "But your situation is more complicated. I'll study it when I go back and give you a new plan in a few days."

"Okay." Newbella said wearily, "By the way, the mass funeral at Midtown High..."

"Agent Hill and the Aurors from the Magical Congress of America will take care of it for you," Daisy said. "They might use Polyjuice Potion. I'll broadcast it to you. Don't worry."

"If only we could attend in person." Newbella sniffled, "It always feels weird to see someone else attend instead of me."

"The situation between you and Peter is not allowed." Daisy smoothed her hair, "Besides, you severely injured Ares, the mastermind behind the scenes, which is more meaningful than the funeral flowers."

In the evening, Peter accompanied Newbella to watch a TV series in the room. This is a new magical drama released by the BBC. The story is ups and downs, the actors are beautiful enough, and the acting skills are also online, but none of them can get into the plot.

When Daisy came back from work, she saw the two staring at the TV expressionlessly, motionless, so frightened that she rushed over to test their breath.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death." Gemma turned off the TV, "I thought you were petrified by the basilisk."

"What's a basilisk?" Peter asked. "A magical creature?"

There was a strange light in Gemma's eyes: "Yes! The most bizarre and destructive monster in the legend, anyone who has looked at it will die. If you look at it indirectly, such as through windows, mirrors, or water Seeing it or something, the victim will only be petrified. I really want to study it!"

Newbella and Peter looked at each other knowingly. It seems that the Aurors have told Gemma a lot of legends about wizards. These days, she has said countless times that magical creatures are amazing, and I really want to study them.

"I also want to receive an admission letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." The light in Jemma's eyes became hotter, "I also want to wave a wand and make sandwiches."

"Well, although you are not a witch, the child of you and Fitz may have a talent." Newbella changed the topic, "Well, why don't you study the probability of a Muggle couple giving birth to a wizard?"

"Great idea!" Gemma sat up straight, "You are so smart!"

"However, there are many questions that bother me as a smart person." Newbera said, "Where is Ares? What does he want to do next?"

"Maybe he's dead." Mentioning Ares, Gemma got angry, "You shouldn't |draw|draw|out|draw out Azrael's sword."

"At that time, my mind was blank, my whole body was floating, and I couldn't control my hands and feet." Newbera explained, "I never thought that I could fly so fast."

"You said before that divine power is determined by your parents' genes, but it doesn't seem to be true." Peter interjected, "It means that you have a lot of room for improvement, and you must find a good training partner for you."

Newbella suddenly thought of one thing: "My dear partner, Lucifer. The good-for-nothing. The culprit. Where is the morning star? Have the members gone back to deal with him?"

"According to your plan, Natasha sued him severely in front of Chloe." Gemma said, "It is said that he was fined to memorize the police rules and regulations and legal provisions at home."

"It's a pity that he can enter and exit the confined space at will just like me." Newbera said unwillingly, "Otherwise, he should have sealed off his wine storehouse and let him drink to make things worse! Of course, Lucifer can't be blamed entirely, after all, he has never seen Ares."

"But he should be wary of strangers, right?" Peter disagreed, "Would you just drink with someone you don't know?"

"Well, he used to be the owner of the bar, so he might be used to it," Newbera said. "I'm not trying to excuse him. I don't drink with strangers, and I'm not of legal drinking age."

"That's true." Peter pulled the topic back, "Continue to talk about the sparring partner, can Hulk do it?"

"Is he... too destructive?" Gemma hesitated, "And Hulk doesn't seem to be very... rational, and can't regulate his behavior well."

So Hulk was disqualified from the competition.

"Where's Barton? Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Peter crossed out [Eagle Eye]'s name, "The final winner is... Saul."

"He's not on Earth." Newbera sat upright for too long, her waist ached, "Peter, help me get a pillow."

"Let's skip the sparring issue for now, and consider Ares first." Gemma bit her finger, "Let me think about the obstacles at this stage: his high-energy readings cannot be detected; surveillance cameras cannot capture him because he The speed is very fast, and you can enter and exit the confined space at will. Wow, it looks like a dead end!"

"The only breakthrough point is his wound." Peter helped Newbella tuck a pillow at the back of his waist, and naturally blushed again, "Daisy can check the patient lists of hospitals and clinics."

"No, no, the success rate of checking the hospital is not high. He can go back to Olympus to recuperate." Newbera said, "Aris said it himself, he went back to Olympus some time ago."

Peter asked, "Can't you go back?"

"No." Newbella said bluntly, feeling a little lost in her heart. She also missed her mother very much. "My mother does not have the supreme power of the Queen of God."

"Well, it's still a dead end." Peter sighed. "There's no need to discuss the last question. We can't find him. How can we analyze his future plans?"

"Our roads are all blocked," Jemma murmured. "If only... some magical creature could track Ares down."

"Yes." Newbella said softly, "We have nowhere to go."

The author has something to say: Hulk: Don't be afraid!Wait until I smash a new path for you!

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