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"I don't think Harry noticed." Peter sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room of Tara's apartment and analyzed it for her. "You see, he didn't say anything. I must have gotten away with it."

Tara didn't speak, just stared at him, and Peter lowered his head little by little.

His voice was also lowered together: "Maybe, he really..." He couldn't continue, he felt guilty.

Tara snorted softly: "Stupid." She poked someone's forehead with one finger, and knocked him down.

Peter collapsed on the sofa, like a salted fish that had lost his dream.Shake the salt particles down.

Tara grabbed a pillow casually, pressed it against his chest, straddled his waist with her long legs, and beat his chest with small fists across the pillow.

She is a very caring and kind girlfriend.Tara herself was a little moved.

Peter trembled and yelled in unison, "I was wrong", "Forgive me", "I'm out of breath", "I'm going to be hammered", which made Tara couldn't hold back, laughing The voice leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"You really are!" Tara pinched his cheek flesh as if to vent her anger, and then let go after seeing him grinning and making a strange expression.

"What are you going to say?" Tara pushed Peter to sit up in disgust, and then pulled his legs off, comfortably occupying the remaining half of the sofa, and the pillows rolled into her arms, leaning against hers. On the humanoid pillow.

Peter raised his hands and skillfully adjusted himself into a "human-shaped sofa". After his girlfriend found a seat, he put his hands behind his head in a leisurely manner.

"What?" Peter blinked, pretending to be stupid.

It's a pity that Tara's back is facing him now, and this set of tried and tested cuteness is destined not to work: "What else can it be? Explain it to Harry."

Tara bent her elbows and slammed back, her tone was serious: "I reasonably suspect that you have become stupid."

Peter wrinkled his face aggrievedly, wrapped her elbows, and saved her from having another moment on a whim: "Aren't I nervous? I get nervous when I see Harry."

And you are obviously nervous, you almost filled Harry like a water tank.But he didn't dare to say that, because if he said it, his girlfriend might be wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis on the spot.

"But I've denied it before..." Peter desperately wanted to find something to bury his head in, and finally put his head on the top of his girlfriend's hair.

His cheeks were squeezed, and he spoke vaguely: "I always feel a little embarrassed to find him again..."

Tara raised her hand to rub his little curly hair as a comfort, and the plan she proposed was simple and rude: "If you want me to say, find Harry directly, and just take off the hood."

She finished speaking by herself, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's so convenient, you don't need to say a word."

Peter silently reached down and covered his girlfriend's mouth: "...you better stop talking."

"Huh?" Tara bared her teeth under his hand, grabbed his wrist and pulled it off, "Isn't it good?"

"Harry will be pissed off." Peter said earnestly, smoothing the girl's hair. "I think he has been stimulated enough recently, and we still have to be considerate of him."

This posture is like stroking a dog's hair.Tara held his hand to prevent him from continuing, thinking that this person has become more and more courageous recently.

"Then what?" Tara pulled his fidgeting hand over and took a bite, feeling much better now.

"Ah!" Peter screamed proficiently, and he continued naturally, "I think we can have a good talk with Harry and explain the cause and effect clearly, then there should be no problem."

Mainly, he was more worried that he might be retaliated by Harry Osborn afterwards.If their little friend hadn't been forcibly weakened due to his illness, it would be easy to torment the two of them on weekdays.

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In the final implementation, the two spiders actually synthesized each other's suggestions.

Harry just got himself a bottle of Coke, and he lay down on the sofa, feeling very moisturized.Since Tara's "hot water therapy" kicked off, he hasn't had a sip of Coke for a long time, and it's sad to think about it.

Then he heard the familiar "dong dong dong" knocking on the window.Is this can of Coke a new type of summoning method?

Harry subconsciously pushed the unopened Coke to the far side of the coffee table, straightened his clothes and stood up.Immediately, he realized that he didn't need to be so hypocritical at all, what should be hypocritical should be those two things hanging on the window.

So he slowly moved the Coke back in front of him, snapped off the tab, brought it to his mouth and took a sip contentedly.

After he put the Coke back on the coffee table, Mr. President slowly opened the window.

The next moment he was pushed back on the sofa.

Um?What's the matter with you?Hara raised his eyebrows, halfway through loading his taunting skills, he was interrupted by the crisp movements of the two.

The two brushed off their masks, and their eyes looked at him very sincerely.

Alas!Harry's first reaction was to lower the curtains by remote control, staring at his two mentally handicapped friends in front of him, his heart ached with anger.

Looking at each other with guilt, the two took a deep breath, and the prepared speech crackled and started the mode of pouring beans in a bamboo tube.

The main reason is that Peter was talking about it, and Tara was next to him to add details from time to time, and occasionally he also thoughtfully cooperated with some gestures and stick figures "net painting". The professionalism made people cry.

I'm afraid I'm not listening to a cross talk.The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, once again refreshing the lower limit of the IQ of the two of them in his mind.

Peter's chattering level has always been a level that ordinary people can't reach, especially when he is emotional, there is no problem in saying Jia/Te/Lin da da da.

Tara is so cooperative again.It's not just cooperation, it's simply too cooperative!Afterwards, Harry started to have a headache, half tired from listening to Peter, and half dizzy from watching Tara's abstract "net painting".

As a last resort, for the sake of his own brain, Harry decisively called a timeout.He needs a halftime break: "Okay, okay, stop talking, I almost understand."

"You, were bitten by Osborn's experimental spider," he pointed at Peter, getting a nod with a swaying shadow.

The corners of Harry's eyes twitched, and he looked away dazzledly: "You are born." Tara nodded at him affirmatively.

"So it turns out that I'm the only normal one of the three of us?" Harry reached for his Coke, intending to take a slow sip.

He felt empty.Tara's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed the Coke first, shaking his head with disapproval on his face: "It's agreed to drink hot water."

No, I didn't agree with you, I was obviously forced.Hara glanced at the can of Coke with nostalgia, and in the blink of an eye, she had a righteous look on her face: "You guys have kept it from me for so long, so it's not too much for me to drink a can of Coke."

"Unfortunately, brother," Peter shrugged, "there is no causal relationship between these two things. You should listen to Tara. Drinking more water is good for your health. Coke is not healthy."

Then you tell your girlfriend to stop her hand from looking through the stock in my refrigerator!

Probably because Harry's accusing gaze was too strong, Peter scratched his face, looking embarrassed: "Uh, you know, our metabolism is very fast, and we need high-calorie things more."

"...I'm sorry I'm an ordinary person." Harry rolled his eyes, and shouted at Tara's back without any hope, "At least leave me a bottle?"

Tara turned around innocently and threw two cans in Peter's direction. She was holding two cans in one hand, and she had just opened a new can in the other hand.Behind him, the refrigerator was empty.

She turned sideways and slammed the door of the refrigerator, walked back to her seat lightly, and smiled with two small canine teeth: "What did you say?"

"...It's nothing, I said I'm going to boil the water." Harry changed his words decisively.

Hearing the gurgling sound of boiling water in the kitchen, Harry propped his chin up, his eyes turned back and forth at the two of them, making people feel hairy.

Tara was a little embarrassed to drink Coke for a while, held up the can and hesitated, but pushed Harry's can towards him: "Just one can?"

Harry took the Coke while maintaining his inscrutable expression, and held it in his arms in exactly the same posture as when he was holding the hot water cup.He laughed suddenly: "Honestly, it feels kind of magical that two of my friends are both superheroes."

He swallowed a sip of Coke: "Tell me about your heroic deeds? I'm curious."

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The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they jumped all the way to the rooftop where they often went.

"I thought Harry would be angry." The expression on Peter's face was as if he had survived a catastrophe. "I didn't expect him to accept it calmly."

"Is it calm?" Tara squeezed her chin, "I think he's planning a big move."

"Is it the calm before the storm?" Peter shook his body and rubbed his arms, "Don't scare me."

"I don't know, I don't know." Tara waved her hand, "Don't worry about it, he must only target you anyway."

"Huh?" Peter turned his head in disbelief, heartbroken by his girlfriend's indifference, "Aren't we partners? Are we in trouble together?"

"Then you humans still say that your boyfriend should protect your girlfriend from the wind and rain?" Ta stretched his waist and patted him on the back perfunctorily, "I'm giving you a chance to show off, don't be so excited. "

"Don't just learn those things on the Internet!" Peter pouted, "Those are all lies, they are fake."

"Oh?" Tara insisted on turning three turns with one sound, and her tone was [-]% meaningful.

"...I was wrong." Peter quickly raised his hands in surrender.

Tara rolled up his mask a little bit, held his face in satisfaction, and took a bite under his chin: "I'm so touched, dear."

... Judging from the strength with which you gnawed me, why didn't I feel it?Peter rubbed the fresh teeth marks on his chin.

Tara thoughtfully rolled back his mask, sat up on the railing, and shook his calf: "Sure enough, it looks better at night." She glanced around condescendingly, and was very satisfied with the panoramic view.

"867?" Tara raised one eyebrow, "This number looks familiar."

"What?" Peter leaned over.

"That." Tara roughly pointed in the direction, "I always think I've seen the number of this police car before."

She frowned and thought for a long time, staring at the police car until it disappeared from sight in a flash: "It seems to be... the one in the underground garage of the hotel? How did it drive from the metropolis to New York?"

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