The legs behind Father Spider opened the kitchen door, slowly tilted his head back, and observed the situation outside: "Are you planning to eat there today?"

He asked, accompanied by the sound of food being poured into the plate: "The table has been put into the wall cabinet, daughter, remember to take it out!"

"Understood!" Tara responded, and climbed to the bottom of the platform, her spider legs easily stuck to the wall, and her whole body was shaking.

Peter: Am I misunderstanding something about the wall cabinet?

Seeing his girlfriend sprinting directly below as soon as he made a mistake, Peter was a little dazed.After being stunned for two seconds, he chased after him curiously.

Thank you that it was a spider that bit me, so that I can be next to my girlfriend smoothly.

"This is... wow!" Peter was startled as soon as he stepped down.

Before he came, Tara had already skillfully opened a secret door on the wall. At this time, her whole body was leaned in, only her four legs were left to support the wall.

It looked as if she had been swallowed by something strange in one gulp.

The four legs suddenly spun around, and then Tara pulled a table out in a face-down manner, exerting force on her waist.

"Oh, why did you put it in there?" She muttered in a low voice, and when she looked up, she saw her boyfriend looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Peter? Why did you run down?" Tara turned the table over and tried to pick it up.

This was obviously unrealistic, so she had no choice but to keep pulling.

"You look like a hardworking ant, Tara." Peter reached out to take the table from the girl, but Tara leaned back and avoided it.

"You only have two legs, so don't rush to do the work." Tara crossed her legs and pushed the door behind her, only then did she realize what Peter was talking about just now.

"Ants? Are you serious?" Miss Spider Spirit pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "They only have six legs, how can you compare them to me."

... You are having trouble with your legs, aren't you?Peter twitched the corners of his mouth and stopped fighting for the table with her.After all, didn't his girlfriend say it too?He only has two legs :)

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"I still don't understand why, as a litter of rabbits, they like to pick mushrooms so much?" Tara poked the mushrooms soaked in gravy on the plate, squinted her eyes, and stuffed them into her mouth happily, "Dad Your skills have improved a lot!"

Obviously, as a group of spider spirits, isn't it abnormal that you like to eat mushrooms?Ever since Peter knew that Tara was a spider, he had been very curious about her daily recipes.

I have never seen such a carnivore that is not picky.

In order to be close to her boyfriend, Tara closed the spider legs on her back before sitting on the sofa, and she was happily sharing the seat with her boyfriend.

The father proudly raised his glass to his daughter, and accepted the compliment: "There are butter-fried mushrooms in the kitchen, I'll send them to the next door when I finish eating later."

"Can rabbits...can eat fried mushrooms?" Peter compared it with the rabbits in his memory who were diligently gnawing grass, and felt that his creatures might be attacked again.

"Why not?" Tara swallowed the meat in her mouth, "They eat a lot of food."

"Ah..." She nodded knowingly, "It's a rabbit after all. If you can't decide your own recipe, isn't it miserable?"

Mother Spider thoughtfully added: "Don't worry, Peter, generally speaking, meat and vegetarian food can still be differentiated."

Why does this generally sound a little frightening?Peter imagined the scene of a lion eating grass and a deer eating meat, and suddenly shivered.

Tara patted him on the back perfunctorily: "Calm down, it's not a good habit to make up your own brain."

Peter stared at her resentfully.

Tara bared her teeth at him, forked a piece of mushroom and slowly put it into her mouth: "Look, spiders eat mushrooms."

It's enough.Peter rubbed his temples with a headache.

Tara smiled meanly at the side, and scooped up another spoonful of mashed potatoes: "Spiders eat potatoes." She shrank her neck to avoid someone's forehead poking attack, and shook her hand and didn't know when it hung on the fork carrots.

"Spiders eat..." She was stuffed into the mouthful of carrot by Peter pinching her chin.

"Well, spiders eat carrots, see." Peter flicked her head off.

"...Peter," Tara said with a stern expression on her brow, which was not even a little red, "to be honest, did you learn from my mother?"

"Honestly," Peter put down the fork and folded his chest in a leisurely way, "did you cover yourself so fast every time before to hide that you're fine at all?"

you win.Tara turned her face angrily and poked her steak.

On the opposite side, Mother Spider was laughing so hard that her chickens crowed, and Father Spider was giving her comfort.

Ah, what a harmonious and friendly picture :)

Tara didn't think that would work.

So she changed the subject firmly: "Dad, how are you preparing for the awakening of Peter's bloodline?"

"Oh, this ah, your mother and I have asked friends, and we are still not sure who lost the cub." He couldn't help frowning when he said this, "It stands to reason that this kind of mutated The family should be obvious."

"In the end, they all said that they hadn't heard of it." Mother Spider curled her lips, "I guess she likes to live in seclusion. Really, it's been so old, how can there be such an old-fashioned family."

"Don't worry, play for two days first. Anyway, looking for a family is just for more security. It's okay if you can't find it. I have a little confidence in your parents." Father Spider showed a smile specially for successful people, "The problem is not big."

"It's okay if you don't have confidence in your father, and your mother and I."

It can be said that this spider couple is quite confident.

Tara nodded, tilting her head to reassure Petersey: "Although the two of them seem to be bragging," this sentence earned her a headshot from her own mother, "but they are probably approved by the spider spirit." That wave."

"What is probably?" Mother Spider rolled up her sleeves threateningly, "Is the little girl itchy?"

Peter is no stranger to this scene of mother and daughter killing each other now, and he can even feel the greatness of family affection :)

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"Chabby! Chabby! Little Rabbit, are you home?" Tara took Peter to find a tree to stand on. From this branch, they could face a certain small window belonging to a certain rabbit.

"You idiot, are you calling your soul?!" Not long after, the window was pushed open angrily, "You think I can't hit you if you're squatting on a tree, don't you?"

Tara raised the bag in her hand and shook it: "Are you sure you want to hit me?"

"...Get out of here!" The rabbit spirit named Chabi disappeared from the window.

Tara gave Peter a look of embarrassment, threw him on the back, and climbed onto the edge of the bed in one fell swoop.

"Do you know what your current posture is called?" Chabi sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, "It's called perversion."

"Everyone is a girl, where is the pervert?" Tara retracted her spider legs, and jumped into the room from the window, throwing the bag in her hand into Chabi's arms, "Here, your mushroom."

"Thank you uncle for me." Chabby tore open the bag, stuffed mushrooms into his mouth, and raised his chin at Peter, "Your friend?"

"My spouse!" Tara was very proud.

"Oh?" Chabi looked at Peter carefully this time, "It's ok, you're killing harm for the people."

"Chabby." She grinned, "Name?"

"Ah, my name is Peter, Peter Parker." Peter subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"It's fine to shake hands," Chabi waved his hand, "Human etiquette is too troublesome."

"Leave her alone," Tara pulled Peter to sit down, "She just eats mushrooms and doesn't want to wipe her hands."

Chabi kept talking and gave her the middle finger.

With a soft snort, Tara raised the corner of her mouth viciously: "Why don't you introduce your full name, little carrot?"

"Who the hell do you call carrot?" The fire/powder/barrel was ignited/exploded in an instant, "You went out to fight the beating, didn't you?"

Tara smiled as if nothing happened, and pointed to her friend to introduce Peter: "Come on, let me tell you in detail, this little guy's full name is Chabby Carlot, yes, yes, that carrot. ’ she burst out into a frenzied laugh.

"Ha, calling Red gives you a sense of superiority, doesn't it?" Chabi jumped up from the bed and slapped Tara on the back of the head, "If you want to try a new way of dying, just say so!"

Relying on her head iron, Tara calmly tore a certain rabbit's paw off her head without pain or itching: "Come on, tell me, were you happy in your recent blind date?"

Peter confirmed that he heard the sound of grinding his teeth. In fact, the voice of the rabbit spirit was squeezed out word by word from between his teeth: "You, he, mother..."

Tara covered her mouth without fear of death: "Be careful with your words, don't be so uncivilized," she almost lost sight of her smiling eyes, letting a certain rabbit writhe wildly under her hands.

Peter flinched silently.He always felt that the eyes of the rabbit spirit in front of him were about to pop out of her eye sockets.

Tara moved her hand away precisely the moment Chabi opened his mouth, and the crisp movement of upper and lower teeth colliding sent a chill down Peter's back.

Chabi's eyes were glowing red, looking at his girlfriend who seemed to be in a panic and was about to pounce on him/blade him in the next moment.

A gentle voice of an adult woman came from outside the door in time: "Chabi, don't fight with Tara!"

"..." Chabi still stared at Tara with red eyes.

"Chabi, Chabi?" The female voice didn't intend to leave, "Chabi, did you hear what mom said?"

"... Tsk, got it!" Rabbit Jing snorted and sat back on the bed again.

"Then you have fun, just tell mom if you need anything." The female voice sounded contented and walked away.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I always feel that our mother's personality is reversed. You said that auntie has such a good personality, why do you groan every day?" Tara smacked her mouth.

I don't know why, this girl usually looks quite normal, but when she meets this rabbit spirit, she can't help but flirt.

Peter compared them horizontally, and felt that Harry was lucky, he was such a good friend.

"Stop putting gold on your face, just your shitty personality, huh?" Chabi almost used all the pores of his body to express his sarcasm.

"...How dare you say shit about my personality." Tara looked at her with complicated emotions, and gestured between the two of her fingers, "No matter how you look at it, my personality is much better, okay?"

Chabi gave her the middle finger with a blank expression.

The author has something to say: Is there a problem with the rabbit's surname carrot?of course not.At least I didn't call her Bonnie, did I? [proud chest]

I went to Pizza Hut for afternoon tea again! : Sister Tong, 1 lemon tea;

I'm so full of refills...: 2 bottles of lemon tea; 1 bottle of Maoqijie;

I'm off to eat fish fillet hot pot now!

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