[Comprehensive] sense of existence

"Don't look, if you finish a can of Coke in one breath, you'll burp too."

In a panic, Alale threw the soda can on the sitting position, pretending to be nonchalant, and took a bite of the chicken leg.

Stark didn't have any appetite at all. Seeing that she was eating deliciously, her mouth was still red and greasy, but she barely raised a little appetite, but her stomach was full of beer for a long time, and now she felt full, so she raised her spirits and asked, "Will you come?" Is that what you're talking about?"

"Yes, are you moved?" Alare winked at him.

Stark: "I thought you had something to ask me."

"...What kind of image do I have in your eyes?" Arale rolled her eyes.

"Didn't I say that I want to invite you to dinner? There must be a reason. I've finished the opening remarks. Eat quickly, or it will be cold if you don't eat."

As she spoke, she squeezed ketchup onto her chicken legs.

Stark: "..."

Arale didn't see him move after eating for a long time, so she looked over in puzzlement.

"Why don't you eat?"

Stark opened the beer brought by Ala Lei, stared at the logo on the can, and answered without soul: "Not hungry."

... Arale put down the bone in his hand.

She struggled to eat three chicken legs. If she had known that eating and broadcasting would not work for the boss, she would not pretend to be delicious.

Hiccupping, Alale took out a few pieces of paper to wipe her hands and mouth.

She really has no experience in comforting people. At most, she can accompany the injured audience to scold that unconscionable scumbag.Something like this is obviously not suitable for the current situation.

At this time, Arale couldn't help but miss Charles' skill in cooking chicken soup. If he was half right, Boss Tony would be able to hide in his arms and cry like a dog.

The atmosphere was once awkward.Alale picked up a topic at random: "Do you know what this little piece of iron around my neck is for?"

Stark raised an eyebrow, motioning for her to continue.

"It's for treasure hunting." Alale took it out mysteriously, "So the summoner means the one who summons the treasure."

Seeing that Stark's mind was hooked by his own topic, Arale was relieved.

Originally, I didn't mention this to anyone because I was afraid of causing trouble.Now Xingjue has said that these two things are relics left by Hera's parents. With the intention of finding them, this is the first time she has been open and honest.

"Even Charles didn't hear me mention it." Arale signaled that he could be proud now.

"Every time the gem appears, the Summoner gets hot." Arale took out the small iron block and showed Stark, "It's like the last time I saw Loki's scepter, it's very hot here."

"Also, I have seen the explorer." Seeing that Stark was thoughtful and distracted by her own affairs, she hurriedly hit the railway, "Magneto used it to find the soul gem. It is a person who can explore Treasure things, like a compass."

She found the most suitable metaphor.After seeing its working principle last time, Arale wanted to complain, but when she thought that what this thing could point to was all kinds of awesome things, she completely stopped thinking and began to worship wholeheartedly.

"So I guess, my... parents..." Arale's voice was lowered, as if there was a big secret, "It's something like a snitch."

Stark: "..."

Otherwise, why would I give myself the title of a thief out of nowhere? Those valuable items must have been summoned by the summoner.

See Stark obviously not convinced.

Arale coughed a few times and continued to drop a bomb.

"Actually, you wronged Ant-Man, and that thief is actually—me."

Stark looked at her for a long time.

"I know you want to say something explosive to stimulate me, but this kind of content is not explosive at all."

"...I'm serious, okay?" Alale straightened up, curled her legs on the sofa, and stared wide-eyed, "I'll go! I told you such a big secret, you To respond to me with such an attitude is really a waste of my confidence, determination and courage."

Stark glanced sideways: "You want to be caught by S.H.I.E.L.D. and put in prison?"

Arale immediately sat down obediently.

"Actually, these were all accidents... I didn't expect that I could inherit the family business." Alale seemed to think of something, and muttered to himself, "It may also be influenced by Xingjue, isn't he also a legendary thief. From this kind of It’s really not easy for me who grew up in an atmosphere to be a good young man with good roots.”

I don't know how Hera was before, anyway, it's not so surprising that Arale suddenly felt that she was a thief.

Is it a kind of inheritance?

"Are you really a thief?" Stark saw that she wasn't joking, and couldn't help but connect with the previous events, and realized that not only Ant-Man, but Arale's ability can also take things without anyone noticing. Go and put it back.

"No wonder that Ant-Man refuses to recognize this title." Stark suddenly realized at this time, "It turns out that we all misunderstood him."

Arale laughed dryly: "You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Stark shook his head: "It's nothing, just ask him for help if you have anything to do."

A series of play transactions with S.H.I.E.L.D., these are not described one by one.

Arale didn't expect Ant-Man to take such a big blame for her, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"I should keep my mouth shut and keep the bottom line." She thumped the sofa, "This is a secret I've kept for a long time, and now I've told you all about it, so you must keep me... Boss."

Stark looked at her seriously instead.

"Enough of these things, don't tell anyone in the future." After thinking about it for a while, he added, "Forget about Charles."

Even when he was upset, the first thing Stark thought of was Arale's safety.

Arale never thought of publicizing this kind of thing. Isn't there no hot topic to divert Tony's attention? Now he has indeed diverted his attention, and he seems to be in danger.

Arale felt a little resentful.

The atmosphere is much better than before.

After she was full of wine and food, Arale also cleared the table and said goodbye to him.

Stark was amazed at her behavior of leaving as soon as she said it, but because of her acting like a friend, his heart softened.

The next day, Arale came over with the meal on time.This time it was porridge and side dishes from a Chinese restaurant, and Stark barely ate a few mouthfuls.

On the third day, Arale came over again, brought the little spider, and showed them the omelet rice he had learned recently, and Stark ate it up.

In the next few days, even Kuaiyin Radio Station passed by after she came out of Stark Corporation.

Stark's mental state is much better.

There are some things that are not understood by someone who opens it up.Arale couldn't break it apart from God's point of view and tell him some big truths. Everyone understands these truths. Does a person as smart as Stark need her to talk empty words?It was one thing to persuade him to sleep; to persuade him to give up his hatred?Ala Lei is not so kind.

However, it is up to Stark to figure out whether the spearhead of hatred should be directed at Bucky as a weapon or the mastermind behind the scenes.

What she can do now is to stand by Boss Tony and show with actions that he is not alone.

……

"Are you going today?" Charles was watching her still cooking in a small kitchen while reading recipes, his eyes flickering with deep dissatisfaction.

Alale wore an apron and pulled up her hair, looking like a decent and virtuous person.

"Why are you eating vinegar? Didn't you eat it many times before giving it to him?" Alale washed the water celery and shook the water.

"But you cook for other men." Charles untied her apron viciously behind her with his eyes downcast, causing Arale to temporarily stop his movements.

"Didn't you also agree?" Alale also felt guilty, put down the things in his hands, and sat in his arms along with his strength.

Arale wanted to tease him, so she turned her face and blew at Charles, but Charles didn't even blink his eyes.

She pursed her lips and kissed him on the cheek, but she still didn't see him move.

Arale was a little frustrated, and felt that Charles's jealous look was very cute.

"I'm waiting for you to kiss me," Charles said.

"Kissing you, won't you be angry?" Arale put her arms around his neck.

Alale has gradually let go a lot in these days of love.

She was blushing, but what she had to do was to obey her own will, even if she dared to think or not to do it in her heart, once Charles found out, she would let her do it naturally without any trace.

"No."

Charles was not swayed by this bit of interest.

He turned his head and approached her suddenly, his lips were close to Alale's ear and slowly blowing air, the warm moisture sprayed on her sensitive earlobe and neck, goose bumps rushed out, making Alale Lei couldn't help shivering.

"That's the way to blow." Charles seduced softly.

"..."

Arale stammered: "Then are you still angry?"

"Angry. He was also the first to know your secret."

The secrets of the Seeker and Summoner, and who she is as a Thief.

When I got home that day, Arale told Charles everything. I didn't expect him to keep his vengeance until now. Whoever said he was the Great Holy Father, and being with her was simply a gentle devil.

"Isn't there no topic to talk about? I'll just..." Her voice stopped abruptly, and Charles, who didn't want to hear these explanations, lightly bit Arale's earlobe, and touched it with the tip of his tongue.

"You treat him better than I do."

"Well, that's because he's my boss..."

Arale's hand around his arm trembled slightly, and her body tensed unconsciously.

"I'm going to buy that station."

Alale swallowed subconsciously, "Then I will become the proprietress, the work will not be fun, and the motivation to make money will be even less."

She felt Charles' hand squeeze her back in a demonstrative way, and she obediently shut her mouth.

Charles' touch didn't end there.He didn't want Ala Lei to pass by for a long time, and now he is entangled, maybe the time for dinner will pass like this, and Tony Stark will starve to death if he wants to die.In this respect, he is not kind at all.

Thinking of her girlfriend being busy with other men these days, his kiss moved from the earlobe to the neck, full of possessive kisses, leaving traces on her fair skin.

Alale couldn't help trembling and stepped back, but Charles didn't give up chasing her and kissed her. After kissing the corners of her eyes, cheeks, chin, and lips again, the dizzy Alale knew what a kiss was. .In comparison, it was naive of me to try to solve the problem with a kiss on the cheek.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. Charles held her head up and saw her kissing her head up for him. From tenderness to intenseness, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hands reached behind her back, stroking her smooth and soft back. He wanted to keep her teasing, but in the end it was him who couldn't bear it first.

Alale could only hold on to Charles' neckline tightly, hesitating whether to push him away anxiously but unsatisfied, but sank again because of his kiss.

A moment that seems like it should go on.

The phone rang for a while.

It's Charles's.

Charles ignored her, turned her face, which was subconsciously about to turn away, and chased after her again.

The bell rang until the end.

His kiss was still going on, and there was a movement to continue.

The bell, which had been quiet for a while, rang again.

This time it seems to be a different person.

Listening to the ringtone, Alale recognized that it was her mobile phone with the only remaining rationality.

She held Charles with her hand and continued to chase forward, dodging in a bit of embarrassment, her legs and feet were weak, but she insisted, "Called both of us, it must be something important."

With unquenched passion/desire in Charles' eyes, he kept calming his breathing and calmed down.

"He better be in a hurry."

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I added a little bit earlier, everyone, don't forget to read

small theater:

Charles: Is your man me?

Arale: Of course.

Charles: These days I thought Stark was your boyfriend.

Arale: It's you, it's you.

Charles: So it has to haunt you.

Ala Lei: How to entangle?

Charles: You can't leave me, you can't leave me emotionally or physically.