Marvel's Summoner Arrives

"Tony, what's the matter?" After glancing at Faye Zhao who was preparing breakfast at the dining table, Su Fei focused on the phone.

After this guy took his own red medicine, he took the little pepper and ran to Huaxia Magic City for surgery.

Logically speaking, at this time, he was either recovering or having sex with Pepper, so he shouldn't have called him.

"Could it be that the little red medicine has failed?" Su Fei's heart sank, but then he gritted his teeth and said, "If it fails, I won't lose money."

But after listening to Tony Stark's description, Su Fei, who understood the whole story, felt a little headache.

"You are saying that Dr. Wang is very interested in the life potion I gave you and wants to discuss it with me face to face."

"I don't have that kind of skill. Do you think I'm a top student who likes to talk about academic issues to middle-aged and elderly people, Tony?" Su Fei asked, refusing without thinking.

Just kidding, a bottle of Little Red Medicine is 50 gold coins, even if he wants to say that he made it, he must have a recipe to follow.

"I knew you would say that, so I declined for you, but I believe you would be very willing to meet Dr. Wang's assistant, Dr. Wu, a typical Chinese beauty," Tony Stark joked.

Su Fei just wanted to refuse together, but suddenly heard Xiaojiali's dissatisfied voice from the phone, and then the phone was hung up, which made him very distressed.

"Doctor Wu, which Doctor Wu?" Su Fei frowned and thought hard. He remembered that this scene didn't exist in the movie.

"Wait a minute, could it be that certain ice actor?"

Su Fei suddenly remembered that when he first went to the cinema to watch the genuine version, there was indeed a scene where Fan Bing appeared, and it seemed that he was Dr. Wang's assistant, named Wu Jiaqi.

Because this is the first time that a Chinese actor is working in Marvel, Su Fei’s memory is still relatively deep.

"See you soon." Thinking about this, Su Fei didn't care too much, although he was looking forward to it.

Even if she was a big star in her previous life, but in this world, he is a man who saves the world, a top star, a model, after the last ball, Su Fei didn't feel that he had much aura anymore.

Therefore, status determines vision.

Speaking of this, Su Fei, who returned to the dining table, looked at Zhao Fei'er who was wearing casual trousers, and thought about those slender legs, and suddenly felt that the casual trousers were simply wrong.

"Can you dress differently next time?" he asked.

"What's going on, senior?" Fei'er Zhao was stunned. Before going out, she looked carefully in the mirror and put on light makeup. She looked absolutely youthful and beautiful, with nothing wrong with her.

"You see, you don't have to go on a mission now, so you should learn from others and wear short skirts and black stockings, so that you can live up to your 18-year-old youth." Su Fei said with a look of regret.

"" Fei'er Zhao looked at Su Fei with a strange look on her face. The latter pretended to have a compassionate expression. She suddenly felt like laughing, but she still held it back and said leisurely.

"It's winter now, senior. I'll wear it when the weather warms up or it's spring or summer, okay?"

""Su Fei paused for a moment, Christmas has just passed, and it is the frost season in New York.

But fortunately, his city-like thick skin once again perfectly concealed his embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask me about this kind of thing, just go with your feeling."

"Senior, should I wear lace stockings that go up to the thighs, or black silk just past the knees that wraps elegant calves." Zhao Fei'er suddenly leaned out, leaned over, and stared into Su Fei's eyes , asking innocently, her red lips puckered slightly.

"The short skirt should just go over the hips and have two nice ponytails. Well, why don't you wear pink?"

"Ahem!" The fragrance came towards him. Su Fei, who was drinking porridge, suddenly choked and coughed violently. He picked up the tissue next to him and covered his mouth, twisting it aside.

"This porridge is too cold, it's really hard to eat. It seems that I have to consider going to the Maldives this winter." A while after Su Fei spoke, he heard Zhao Fei'er's silvery laughter, and his old face blushed.

He seemed to hear Faye Zhao's silent complaint, "Senior, I didn't expect you to be like this."

Breakfast was spent in a burst of laughter.

In the days to come