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"Did you break two legs when I didn't know? How did you run so slowly?" The mother spider flew over with disgust when she saw her daughter.

"Ah, yes, it's broken." Tara responded casually, still bending over to make it easier for Peter to get off her back.

"Hurry up and come in," the mother spider pouted boredly, raised a spider leg and gently pushed the door open, "Your dad has already started preparing dinner."

That door is not so much the gate of someone's house, it's more like a bridge hole.Obviously the house looks like a normal and beautiful little house from the outside, but there is an arched door, which is strange no matter how you look at it.

But when Peter watched the mother and daughter go in one by one, he suddenly understood.The arc is used to stretch the legs, which is also a very thoughtful design.

"Hey, what do you usually eat?" Mother Spider took two steps and looked back at the two of them.

"Takeaway?" Tara scratched her head. "Pizza or something, but most of the time I go to Mr. Stark's for dinner." She recalled, licking her lips.

"If you eat with Mr. Stark, you will eat well," Peter added, "Basically, it is something we can't afford by ourselves."

"After all, Mr. Stark is very rich. As long as the Avengers don't have particularly urgent tasks, they will basically go to eat together." She licked her lips again, "Unless he suddenly wants to eat hamburgers that day."

"But the hamburger is also delicious." Peter pressed his stomach, and he always felt that there was about to start screaming.

Mother Spider shrugged: "You can't order takeaway here, but the ingredients may be good." She grinned, her fangs protruding from the corners of her mouth, "It's all from the woods."

"Oh, by the way, the little rabbit brought some mushrooms over here, probably because he noticed you were back." She pointed to the side of the bag protruding from the kitchen door.

"Look at you, you can't run as fast as a rabbit." Well, the mother is disgusted again.

"Why should I run faster than a rabbit?" Tara looked at a question mark face, very confused, "It's their racial characteristic to run fast!"

Mother Spider showed a smirk: "I don't care, you are just getting weaker, wait for your mother and I will give you some kind special training."

Just as Tara was about to say something, Dad Spider poked his head out from the kitchen: "Honey, where did you give me the special training that you agreed?"

"Dad?" Tara's eyes widened, "It's fine if you don't speak for me, but you still do?"

The father smiled at his daughter ingratiatingly: "Daughter, come on!"

... so real.Tara covered her face tiredly.

"Is it because of me?" Peter pointed to himself, "You took me with you, so you ran slowly on purpose."

Tara patted this innocent child vicissitudes of life: "You think too much, my mother just found a reason." She sighed, "This time it's not bad, at least she found a reason."

"Good girl, I can hear you!" Mother Spider raised her legs and wiped them. Peter was sure that he heard the crisp sound of sharp knives.

Tara's smirk was carved out of the same mold as her mother's, with the same arc: "Didn't I just tell you?" She pulled her face and made a grimace.

Then she was kindly tapped on the head.

It made a loud sound, I'm afraid it wasn't opening a ladle for the coconut.

Covering her head, Tara bounced back to Peter at the price of skin: "Go, let me show you around, stay here again, I suspect that my leg is really going to break."

Mother Spider stretched out her legs skillfully and kicked her.

"Look, what did I say?" Tara staggered, pulling Peter's sleeve and complaining angrily.

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The house was built inside and out by the couple.

The wood is completely obtained from local materials, and it doesn't take much effort to scratch and pull the spider's legs.The most troublesome thing is to paint the walls. Since the spider father has no talent in this area, most of the walls in the house are painted by the mother, and some of the more delicate ones are found by friends who are good at this area.

That's right, it was the litter of rabbits that lived not far away.The rabbit couple went to the human society to obtain a degree in architecture, and they had to take a new exam every once in a while, so that they could update their knowledge in time.

In their words, talent cannot be wasted.And there is a proof, in this monster forest, it is actually a very face-saving thing.Everyone loves to run and play outside, and if you have a human certificate, stand with you who have nothing/slip/slip, am I an idiot?

That's it.

It is said to be a small house, but it is impossible to be really small.Although it is not as exaggerated as Stark's Malibu villa, the area is quite considerable.

Furniture and furniture are often far apart, there are no stairs between floors, and the lamp is only installed on the top with a big one.

There are high and low platforms protruding from the wall, and there is a very wide one, which seems to be... a sofa?

Why put a sofa at such a high place?Peter felt like his neck was about to break just looking up.

Noticing his gaze, Tara tugged at him: "That's for watching movies, do you want to go up and see?"

"Watching a movie?" Peter glanced at the TV set in the hall, feeling a little dazed for a moment.Wouldn't it be better to see it from a height?

Before he had time to react, Tara grabbed his waist and jumped up on the spot.

Ah... no wonder there are no stairs.Peter was still half-embraced, and he still had time to sigh. To be honest, the small wind blowing during the ascent was quite comfortable.As for the posture, oh, he has already seen it, Tara thinks it will be easy :)

It was only when I got on the platform that I saw that the position against the wall turned out to be a built-in shelf.Peter didn't know much about wine, but he still recognized a few particularly famous brands. He glanced at them so casually, and couldn't help but gasped.

"This, this, this, these are all..." He made a few swallowing movements quickly, pointing to the shelf and stammering.

"Calm down," Tara casually took the bottle down and twirled it in her hands. Peter was terrified when she saw it. "At least he is an old goblin who has lived for so long. There are quite a few of these things that depend on the age."

So you are also an invisible rich man.

Turns out I was the only one who was really poor in the end :)

"Is it okay to just put these wines outside like this?" Peter didn't understand much, but he also knew that wine storage had certain requirements for storage temperature.

"Ah? No one would dare to steal it. Human beings can't get in. There are a lot of things around and at home." Tara put the bottle of wine back, and her train of thought obviously went astray.

"Hey, I didn't mean that," Peter shook his head amusedly, "Temperature, is it okay to put wine at this temperature?"

"Oh, you should have said it earlier," Tara waved at him, motioning for him to get closer, "you'll know when you come and see."

She picked up the bottle again and showed him the groove that held the bottom of the bottle in place.

IMHO, I don't see anything.Peter stared at the groove for a full ten seconds, then turned to give Tara a still blank look.

Peter: Am I missing binoculars?

"You, touch and see?" Tara rubbed her face guiltily, she didn't expect this man to be so sincere and stare blankly.

"Cool?" Peter was taken aback, retracted his hand and touched the outer shelf, "The temperature here is normal, is there a cooling device installed underneath? But I don't seem to see the heat dissipation components, how to do it of?"

"Uh," Tara almost didn't find the right opportunity to interrupt him, "You're not wrong to say it's a refrigeration device..."

"But it's actually just silk spit out by relatives," Tara said softly, holding the wine in one hand, and lifted the lid of the groove with the other, "here."

It's really just a little bit of spider silk.It doesn't look special at all, and it doesn't even wrap it with any high-end things to enhance the style.

"Every time I see that each of their spider threads has a certain effect, I feel that the spider threads of my race are too boring," Tara pouts, "the hardness is a little bit passable."

Do you call that passable?Peter twitched the corner of his mouth and carefully touched the small ball of spider silk.

It's ice-cold, but it still feels like spider silk.

Then the little ball melted.

Hmmmm? !what happened? !Didn't I just touch it lightly? !Peter's panic almost overflowed the screen.

Tara pursed her lips, trying to suppress her laughter.

"It's okay, these things are like this, they will melt when they are exposed to high temperature." Tara opened a small door next to the shelf, pulled a ball and stuffed it back.

She stuck the wine bottle in her hand into the groove as it was, and patted her boyfriend comfortingly for a moment, who seemed to have lost color from fright.

"Won't it melt when it comes into contact with high temperature?" Peter stared blankly at her series of skilled operations, feeling discriminated against.

"Stupid," Tara pinched his face, "I'm a temperature-changing animal. If I can't even adjust my own body temperature, then what's the point of me becoming a sperm?"

What you said sounds a bit ghostly, you know?Whatever the hell it is!Peter seemed to be unable to hold back his growl in the next second.

"Okay, okay, sometimes I forget..." The sight from her boyfriend was still very stressful, and Tara's eyes wandered, "So there is such a big backup here."

Tara took two steps back and rubbed her chin: "You said... How about expanding this shelf so that I can put Coke in it."

Are you serious when you say this?In any case, Peter couldn't imagine how "beautiful" it would be to mix Coke in the middle of a row of ranking wines.

But will Peter directly deny his girlfriend's idea?How can it be.

"You can make another box for Coke, just like a mobile refrigerator." Anyway, promise me, don't put it on the wine rack, okay?

Peter cut off Tara's spreading thoughts in time, and recovered their real purpose of jumping up: "By the way, Tara, you haven't said why you are here to watch movies!"

"Oh," Tara waved her hand, "because the projector is here."

"..." Peter stared at her silently, "Is that all?"

What you said is mysterious, shouldn't it be some high-end operation? !

"Uh, because it's more interesting to see from a height?" Tara tentatively made up a reason.

"Listen to this girl talking nonsense!" Mother Spider dismantled the table below, "It's not like the father and daughter are idiots. They bought a projector and found no place to put it. The table was installed separately!"

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"Dad, is the meal still ready? Do you want me to help?"

Dad, please save your poor daughter, as a weak, pitiful and helpless spider spirit these days, don't you even have the right to chat with your boyfriend and brag? !

The author has something to say: Because most of you seem to want male rabbits, so!

I've decided, it's the female rabbit, hehehe

I ate a salty, spicy and sweet bread [complex emotions]: 2 small milk spiders; 1 lemon tea;

The weather is so hot, my milk drank so fast orz: 11 bottles of Xuetangtang; 1 bottle of lemon tea;