[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

Wade advances.Let me gasp.

"I just don't want to ruin you. You shouldn't be with someone like me." Wade said, with a low voice, leaning against my ear and exhaling, "Now, you'd better tell me that those just now are lie."

I frowned inexplicably, pulling back a little consciousness.

Wade turned to face me. "Otherwise, I can't guarantee how many insane things I will do when you change your mind one day."

He loves me; I thought.Wade loves me.

That's fine.Regardless of whether the curse can be lifted, he will not leave me, will not give up.

Yes, that's what I want.

"You'd better remember what you said," I told him, opening up to him more, "and then apply the same to yourself."

Surprisingly, Wade stopped.Although very briefly.

"I'll do it," he said, bowing his head and kissing me, "give me some more time..."

Wait a moment.

What is "give me a little more time"...? !

All right.Maybe Wade needs to be sure again, I understand, let's give him a few more days—or dozens of days to hesitate.I don't want to think about things in a bad direction, but this sentence is really quite anxiety-provoking.

a little time.OK, I can give that.The question is, what is he going to do with this little time?

For example... Cut off contact with his cannon//friends one by one?

I was a little skeptical of the meaning behind this sentence, but Wade didn't look like he was going to run away again.At least he moved back into my house.Things were back to normal, and Wade would show up at our family's dinner table about one day a week, making my mom laugh.This is very good, I like it.

More often, Wade would sneak into my room, in the middle of the night, with his Wade-style fancy sex//love to make me cry so much I couldn't cry out.Once it was very scary, he put me on the desk and entered from the back, I couldn’t help it every time at this angle, the sound of the table shaking and my crying successfully woke up my mother...

I can only say that I am showing a film.It's normal to have needs when you get older.

... cheating ghosts.It is best to put the film on the table and it will shake.It's not 4D surround.

I think my mom probably knew I was dating Wade.But she didn't show it.I also dare not go out and tell the world by myself before Wade has something to say.I hate to say it, it looks like my revolution hasn't worked out yet.

Think of the good; Wade was nice to me.Enough to reassure me.

He's just that kind of a clown type man.Although most of his jokes are evil, and tend to be unrighteous.But I like how he deliberately went out after my work day, pretended to be home later than me, and yelled "Mermaid Princess, I'm home" downstairs in a very happy tone.That's cute.

On Saturday afternoon, Raven suggested that we go to a pub for dinner.It's rare for Hermione to come to New York, we should have a good reunion.I made an appointment for the little bar we used to go to when we were in college, and I was going to take this opportunity to tell Hermione about Wade and I.

Peter arrived first.Then there's me and Harry.

"Surprised you were on time this time," Harry teased Peter.

"Alas. I just hope that nothing will take me away later."

Peter smiled wryly, took off his glasses, and put the camera on the table.Our table is in the corner, the most private place in the entire tavern, where we can maintain the most privacy and look around the audience.The bartender knew us and brought us homemade buns and biscuits from the boss, saying that they were special treats for regular customers.

I pushed Peter's camera inward, fearing I'd knock it off while the drinks and food were served.The singer on the stage was singing the classic Kiss. ​​When we came in, he was singing Wasted Years.

At this time, the waiter suddenly brought over the bartenders we didn't order.

"The gentleman over there has a name for you," said the waiter, winking at me.

I don't know, so I looked in the direction the waiter said.

Black hair, deep facial features, he is a handsome guy, but I don't know him at all.

I looked at Peter with an expression that was not surprised.

Harry laughed nastyly, but then he frowned disapprovingly.

"Wait. That guy wants to talk to you? In front of me and Peter?!"

Peter turned back and grabbed the water glass. "Maybe he thought we were a family dinner?"

I rolled my eyes.Harry gave that fake smile.

"Maybe he thought you were my cousins," I said.

Peter nearly spewed the water out.

"Does it look alike?" Harry snorted coldly, pushing the glass of wine aside, "Order this kind of wine, don't worry about it."

I remember how it used to happen in college; we would go to a party or a bar and Harry would take me by his side and protect me like a 16-year-old sister.It turns out that he was right to do so, many parties are not so safe.I have seen many horrific accidents.

"Harry, you're the one who strangled my peach blossoms." I joked.

Harry didn't think so. "Tell him, sorry, he's dead, and he won't be able to live. Tell him to fuck off."

Peter laughed. "Sorry." He wiped the water off his lips, smiling so hard that he couldn't look at us, "I just thought... you guys are so cute."

Harry stared coldly at Peter.

I look down at my phone. "Raven and Hermione are coming. About 8 more minutes."

"Yeah." Harry nodded, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "How are you and that guy doing?"

I thought for a while before I was sure that what Harry was asking was about Wade and I.

"Not bad. He's cute."

Harry looked away, probably rolling his eyes.

"Then he has left his good side to you." Peter said something fair, "He should have spent a lot of time with you recently, and I haven't encountered him on the street."

"I mean it, he's cute," I emphasized to Harry. "If I'm at home and turn on my laptop and want to work, he'll run up to me and do a macho striptease. That's cute."

"Please, I don't want to know about this kind of thing." Harry put on a nauseous face.

It was rare to see Harry break down like this, and Peter smiled happily.Riven and Hermione walked in at this moment, and I stood up and waved to them.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

We hug each other.Hermione looked rounded a little.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" Harry narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"I can't drink alcoholic beverages," replied Hermione subtly.

I stared wide-eyed, exchanging delighted looks with Raven, screaming with excitement.Peter stood up and applauded, and Harry smiled a rare tenderness.

"Congratulations!" I hugged Hermione, carefully watching her belly, "God, when did you know that?"

"But a few days ago. We were also very surprised. We should have conceived during our honeymoon..." Hermione explained, her face was full of newlywed dreams, her left hand rested lightly on her abdomen, "We are all looking forward to it."

"Next, you will have a headache about the selection of godmother and godfather." Riven teased, and took Hermione to sit down.Peter called the waiter to order.

We celebrated it by hanging out late at the pub.Draco came over to pick Hermione up, and Harry laughed at Draco for being too protective of her husband.

"What about you?" Draco shot back, "overprotective, not a husband?"

Peter almost spits out the wine.This sentence is too poisonous, Draco dares to say it.

I won't describe Harry's expression... As the person involved, I am innocent.

It was almost morning when I got home.Thank goodness for the next day off.I tiptoed to close the car door, and when Harry's driver was about to pull away, I saw Wade sitting on the steps in front of our house.

Under the eaves, small lights dimmed.Wade sat on the second step, dozing off with his cheek resting on his right hand.The night fell on the path in front of our house, and the cold night wind blew off the kapok.

I walked over with light steps, bent down and picked up the dried flowers and leaves on Wade's shoulder.

Wade opened his eyes, looked up, and smiled at me.

"Hey." I also curled the corners of my mouth, without saying anything, squatted down and hugged the back of Wade's neck, and gave him a kiss.

The kiss didn't get out of hand.We entered the house holding hands, not daring to turn on the lights for fear of waking up the family.He suddenly picked me up horizontally, and I tried to suppress my laughter.

"Have you had a good day?" Wade asked.

"Great. Hermione's pregnant and we're all happy for her. Draco fucked Harry."

"Very well, I've decided to start liking Brother Xi."

"...What brother?"

"Translation question. It's an interesting joke. And then? Did anyone strike up a conversation with you?"

We chatted and moved upstairs.Wade was holding me, and I was still able to open the door to my room.We didn't turn on the lights until we got into the room.Wade threw me on the bed and I was rolling with laughter.

"You really like this move, don't you?" Wade raised his eyebrows slightly, closed the door, and took off his shirt.

I watched Wade undress from the bed. "Yeah, it's interesting. The premise is that the bed is soft enough... huh?"

I froze for a moment, because there seemed to be something under the quilt.

Wade smiled mysteriously. "It's time to unwrap presents. Guess what?"

I opened my eyes wide in surprise, sat up immediately, and hurriedly opened the quilt.

"It's a doll!"

The gift under the bed sheet is a Deadpool doll.A pillow for a doll in a Deadpool suit, almost half my height.It looks so cute.

I held the doll and couldn't put it down.The texture of this fabric is one of my favourites.A little fluffy, but not too fluffy.I noticed some hand stitching on the doll.

"My God. You didn't do this yourself." I looked at Wade uncertainly.

Wade spread his hands and opened his arms. "Come into my arms, honey. I'm sure you'll love me more."

certainly.This is so sweet.I'm not the kind of girl who likes dolls very much, but the dolls made by my boyfriend are so cute, who can resist?

I threw myself into Wade's arms, hugged him and kissed him hard. "Thank you! My God, I love you, what a gift! Is it a holiday today?"

"It's not a holiday today, but I'm going to make it possible for you to celebrate Mother's Day this time next year."

"..." This guy just wants to spoil the atmosphere like this!