[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

He was panting, his voice was a little hoarse, but still in a humble tone, he narrowed one eye and said, "Oh... honey, can you do me a little favor?"

My gut tells me it's not a good thing.

I thought about the movie I watched last time, and although Deadpool was not as exaggerated as the man in the movie, I still shook my head quickly at him.He is abnormal, very abnormal.

——Damn it, why did I fall asleep in all my physiology classes?

What is this phenomenon of men called?

"No..." With tears in the corners of Deadpool's eyes, he took my hand and moved towards him without a trace, "But I am very uncomfortable, super uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that is about to die-you have to see me to death Can't help it?"

Hmm, let's die, that sounds pretty good?

Cough, this is actually not very good, after all, I am now renting at his house - although I haven't paid the rent yet.

But if he is really that uncomfortable, then I should really help him.

His palm gently wrapped around the back of my hand, holding my hand into a ring.

I looked at him suspiciously.

Deadpool looked a little nervous, his eyes were fixed on me, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled my hand into his [beep——]...

I stared at him incredulously... I, what did I touch?

Is that what I think? !

My eyes moved down secretly, and I seemed to vaguely see something.

But I don't think I should look, so I quickly put my gaze back on his face.

He took my hand and stood up, with an expression of pain or pleasure on his face.

At this moment, I don't know what my face looks like, but I guess I should be a little confused... maybe a little curious.

What is it like?Judging by his appearance... It seems that pleasure is still in the majority?

Uh... Anyway, after a few minutes anyway, he arched his back and muttered, "Eh! Goddamn! Seriously? Now—?"

Soon, he fell on my bed out of breath, and after he calmed down a little, he looked at me with a guilty conscience.

etc!I take back what I just said, this--what is this? !my aunt may? !Where the hell is this coming from? !

I immediately withdrew my hand and jumped off the bed.

I went around and found a tissue, and wiped off the stickiness on my hands vigorously.

After finally wiping, I angrily threw the ball of paper into the trash can, "Wade Wilson! What the hell were you doing just now? Did you—"

"No. I'm not. I don't have you. Don't talk nonsense——I don't have a penis [beep——], I definitely don't! It must be because you are too cute, and it is very likely that I have endured it for too long, so... wait, you Why are you looking at me like that!"

I pulled him off my bed with a blank expression, and looked at my crumpled clothes with distress, even two of them were stained.

"Go away!" I kicked him out, he got up from the ground, opened his mouth and looked at me aggrievedly, walked towards me as if he wanted to continue explaining.

I immediately closed the door of my room towards him.

After tidying up the room, I secretly opened the door.

Finding that I didn't see Deadpool in the living room, I quietly went out.

After wandering around New York City in my spider uniform, I returned to my original form and walked the streets of Brooklyn, thinking about it.

That's... I really need to get a job.

It was only after I moved out that I realized that not only the rent, but also food, clothing, and transportation had to be spent, and it was impossible for me to rub off on him.

Not to mention the future of my student loan payments for college... I feel suffocated again.

Sighed a long breath.

Before I knew it, I was on the Williamsburg Bridge again, past the little restaurant where I ordered takeout last time.

I'm not very hungry, but—the recruitment information at the door once again caught my eye.

This made me stop at the door of their restaurant and take a closer look.

After reading it, I was a little moved and raised my head to look into the restaurant.

But the line of sight was opposite to the waitress Max inside. She seemed to be chewing gum. When she saw me, she raised her eyebrows at me with a suddenly realized expression. ?

Last time, I'ming didn't figure out what it meant, and I'm afraid that she will laugh at her because of other words this time.

So I raised my leg and took a step back, ready to leave here.

"Hey little pervert, what do you want to eat?" she yelled at me.

Small, small change/state?Wait, she called me a pervert?

I scratched my hair, although it's subtle to be in front of everyone's eyes, but I don't know how to do things like running away!

So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked in, "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to apply for a job."

"Application?" She frowned, "Have you read the requirements on the paper outside?"

"I see clearly." I nodded, "Why do you ask that?"

"We're hiring a waitress!" She spread her hands and emphasized, "You can tell it's a waitress at a glance!"

I lowered my head to look at myself, and then looked at her chest. I don't know why, and I asked, "But, if you are like you, don't you feel heavy every day?"

"What?" She opened her mouth with an expression of disbelief, "Better than you—"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Then he looked at me and laughed, "Hello, my name is Han, and I'm the owner of this restaurant. Although there are two waiters, I always feel that there are not enough staff—"

Ehhhhh?Is this kid a restaurant owner?

I looked at him blankly, and he thought for a while, "You look so thin, don't you have much strength? Also, we have to open until two o'clock in the morning every night. I wonder if you can bear it?"

two o'clock?I stay up late every day, as long as I sleep for three or four hours, I feel very energetic every day. Of course, it is because my sleep quality is very good. As long as I fall asleep, I will not be woken up easily.

Thinking of this, I nodded, and then casually raised the sofa bench beside me. I noticed that Max immediately closed her flaming red lips.

"Ok! Come to work tomorrow night!" Han smiled a little cutely, "Oh, yes! This is the uniform of our waitress, you can take it home first, because it is a one-size-fits-all, so you can change the size yourself if necessary."

I reached out to take the orange dress in his hand, blinked, and walked out of the restaurant in a daze.

When I got home, there was still no one in the living room.

I also don't care where Deadpool went.

Instead, he took out the dress he just received today from his bag. Although the color was a little subtle, it was at least a dress.

The last time I wore a skirt was the back-to-school season, um... I don’t know if I brought it with me this time when I moved. I remember that Aunt Mei seemed to help me stuff it into the suitcase.

Choosing not to think about it, I took off my jeans and T-shirt, intending to try the dress on myself first to get a size fit.

……Um.It doesn't seem to fit well.

Deadpool’s house doesn’t have a full-length mirror, so I moved a chair to the bathroom with bare feet, and through the bathroom mirror, I found that the skirt looked wide and short on me, and a large part of my legs were still exposed. Feeling chilly.

Although I am not too afraid of the cold, it seems a little inappropriate to wear this at night.

I stared blankly at myself in the mirror for a moment, then suddenly reacted and brushed the messy hair back from my head with water.

But looking at it, I was discouraged again, turned around and sat on the sink.

Aside from me as Spider-Man, Petra Parker was average.

My legs are shaking boringly, but speaking of it, since the moment I became Spider-Man, my life has been busy all the time, busy with learning, busy with training, and busy with fighting criminals.

But it's been surprisingly calm and safe in NYC and everywhere else lately that I even have time to work?

Kick the chair against the wall with your feet.

It must be... I think it must be that they began to realize that the power was given to them to make them take responsibility, not to do evil for their own selfish desires?

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath of pleasure, then lowered my head to study my uniform skirt again.

"Crack." There was a sound of opening the door, it should be that Deadpool came back, I heard his footsteps walking around, and then muttered, "Oh, where did Petra go?"

Looking out the door leisurely, I suddenly wondered how he would react when he saw me wearing a skirt.

"Go to the toilet, go to the toilet..." I heard him turn around and go to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was quickly opened, and I looked out the door with my chest in my arms.

Deadpool stepped in, paused, and jumped out in fright.

I couldn't help laughing, and touched the cabinet door under the sink with my calf, "Hey, what are you doing?"

He probed his head into the bathroom, "Petra?"

"Obviously." I shrugged.

"Why are you wearing the waitress uniform from Broke Girls - my balls are kinda bad now, yeah, uh because you're so fucking hot in that!"

sexy?I looked down at him suspiciously, me?Stop talking nonsense, I don't have big breasts like Max.

But I was still very happy, I glanced at him secretly, and then pulled my skirt uncomfortably, "You are still... the first person to call me sexy."

He approached me, turned his head, and lowered the volume of his rare loud voice, "Well. Hope is the only one."

I rolled my eyes, "Why?"

This time Deadpool didn't answer, but reached out to me, "Come down?"

"Yeah." I looked at his hands and nodded, then put my arms around his neck, and he stood between my legs, hugging me with both hands.

I looked down at the ground, waiting for him to bend down and put me on the ground.

But after waiting for a long time, I found that he didn't move anything.

When I turned my head to look at him, I realized that there was almost no distance between us. His nose was close to my cheek, and I could even feel his breath through the pores.

He raised his hand and lifted me up, and I subconsciously tightened my arms around his neck.

I feel a little confused, but I don't know why, this time, I can't say no at all.

This reminded me of a sentence I heard somewhere—the current atmosphere is so right.

Although I'm not sure if it's applicable at this time.

"You're so pretty," he said, "...even though you're wearing the uniform skirt I'm in."

I didn't speak because I felt a little nervous and scared about what was to come.

"I'm not me in that state in the morning." He looked a little nervous, his eyes sparkling, "I'm a man who can last from Valentine's Day to Christmas."

I can't understand what he's saying, but at this moment I really think he's cute.

I smiled and kissed his cheek, "Well, you have the final say."

He looked at me blankly, then hugged me and ran from the bathroom to the living room yelling, bent down and put me on the sofa in the living room.

"Can I order service now?" He looked excitedly at the dress on me.

Following his gaze, I saw that the skirt on my body was lifted because of the behavior just now, and everything was about to be exposed.

When I was about to reach out and pull my skirt back, Deadpool said again, "Forget it, you probably didn't understand, next time I'll play all kinds of fun!"

As soon as the words fell, my hand was pulled above my head by one of his hands, and the other hand began to quickly untie my clothes.

I started to get nervous.

However, for some reason, there was a hint of anticipation in my heart.

*miaobianyingerchehexienidongde*

Feeling someone brushing my cheek with a finger, I opened my eyes in a daze.

My body was so exhausted that I didn't want to move at all, and my throat was so uncomfortable that I didn't want to say a word.

But... what just happened is really unbelievable.

Is that what ing feels like?

I lay on my side on the bed and looked at Deadpool in front of me.

His eyes were clear, and his eyes seemed to be filled with inexplicable emotions. At this moment, he couldn't connect with the rumored Deadpool at all.

Outside the window, the bright moon was close at hand, and it even seemed a little quiet.

Seeing that I woke up, Deadpool showed a very soft smile, and then he said a word to me softly.

Hearing this, I raised my eyes to look at him.

He once said this to me.

That time outside the window, he put his head against the window and said to me "IRallyReallyLikeYou."

And when I ran home crying that day, he also said similar things to me, but at that time I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, so naturally I didn't respond.

"I love you." He said it to me again seriously.

He expressed his feelings for me again and looked at me expectantly.

———Please choose carefully, different choices will lead to different directions——

Branch point ①

Option A I am a little flustered, what is he expecting me to say?I looked at his unsustainable smile and took a deep breath, "...I know." → Please go to Chapter 33 032 [Suggestions for a week]

Option B I don’t know why I suddenly recalled the bits and pieces after I met him.I actually want to cry now, "I...I love you too." → Please go to Chapter 38 032 [Second Week Unlocked]