Gwen frowned upon hearing this, placed her hand on Hannah's shoulder and gently rubbed it, comforting her in a tender voice, "Hannah, don't be afraid, it's alright..."

"Gwen...?" Hannah lifted half her face, wondering if she had misheard.

But when she looked at Gwen's expression again, she found that it was no longer the fake smile from before, but a very warm and sweet smile.

"Gwen, thank you..."

Hannah avoided her gaze, not daring to look at her any longer: "You don't have to do this. I really did have feelings for Ron... I'm sorry, I'm a bad girl..."

What are you thinking? Do you think I'll be angry with you?

A fair arm wrapped around the two of them from behind, and a small hand rested on Ron's shoulder.

Gwen rested her chin on Hannah's shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"You know how bad Ron is~"

Besides me, he has quite a few girlfriends; one more won't make a difference.

Hearing her words, Ron scratched his cheek with his left hand, embarrassed...

Hannah then asked cautiously, "So Gwen, you don't mind?"

"I definitely mind a little... but you don't know, about him in that area..."

Gwen was speaking.

The conversation suddenly stopped.

She found the place too crowded to chat properly.

then.

She straightened up and raised her voice a few decibels: "Hmm... Hannah is indeed feeling a bit unwell... Ron, could you please take care of her for the time being?"

Hannah listened, stunned.

Even if she's a bit clueless, she knows Gwen is trying to comfort her...

"Gwen, you're so kind..."

After being moved to tears.

Hannah whispered a reminder, "But what about your ball...? It can't be because of me..."

"Who says you can only have two people at a dance?"

Gwen chuckled, took Ron's left hand, and led the two towards a less crowded area: "We can all participate together, right?"

“Aba aba...”

Ron didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only pretend to be stupid and follow the girl's lead to a corner of the corridor.

...

"Are you still holding her?"

There was no one around.

Gwen couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ron, then slipped her hand inside Hannah's collar and grabbed the mischievous hand: "Are you feeling unwell? Is this how Dr. Ron treats you?"

"cough....

"Wasn't it difficult to stop just now..."

Ron coughed awkwardly and changed the subject: "Gwen, you should have told me about the ball sooner, so I could have changed into something more formal."

"I was planning to give you a surprise... but you gave me a 'surprise' first!"

The girl complained irritably and asked, "Aren't those live combat suits supposed to be able to change styles at will? Aren't you wearing one?"

Chapter 48 One-Armed Doctor Connors, the Ferocious Instinct in His Eyes

Ron shook his head: "I can't wear that kind of suit."

The symbiote he created could not possess him.

Ron realized this as soon as the cheat arrived.

However, this is harmless, since the symbiote's abilities will be copied onto him anyway.

Furthermore, Ron didn't really like being covered in a creature of the same sex...

Even if he made it himself.

"Can't wear it? Why....."

Gwen looked down and touched the symbiote on her body, asking curiously, "Is this a female-only version?"

"Just consider me to have a special constitution..."

As he spoke, Ron looked the blonde beauty up and down and exclaimed, "I must say... you look absolutely gorgeous tonight, Gwen!"

"Yeah~"

The girl happily pressed closer, her sapphire-like eyes sparkling before him, and her pink lips whispered softly, "So, do you want to kiss me...?"

"Yes!" Ron nodded firmly and honestly.

"Hmm~ the ball hasn't started yet, we still have some time."

After Gwen finished speaking with a slight smile, she pressed him against the wall with one hand.

Subsequently.

Lift your toes, and the heels of your crystal shoes off the ground.

in a blink.

It's printed now~

The head and soft shoulders twisted.

They were enthusiastically devouring it raw...

"Hey, you guys....."

Hannah, who was standing right next to the two, was completely dumbfounded.

[This is so oblivious to everyone else...]

[And...] Hannah closed her eyes shyly, her skin inexplicably even redder than the two who had been passionately kissing....

[You can kiss each other, but why are you touching me...]

...

...

The area surrounding the ballroom and banquet hall.

In every nook and cranny, many young men and women were embracing and kissing.

Some couples or casual sex partners couldn't resist and just went straight to it...

And in the distance of the venue.

A man walked towards them with slightly hurried steps.

This is a tall, middle-aged man who stands out from the youthful atmosphere around him.

His one arm, in particular, attracted the students' attention.

"Who is that? Why does it only have one hand?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down..."

"what happened?"

Do you want to be labeled as discriminating against people with disabilities?

"I was just curious..."

"Huh? That looks like Dr. Connors. I've seen him at the Osborn Corporation..."

"Doctor? What's he doing here?"

...

[Damn it...!]

Hearing the surrounding people talking about the one-armed man, Kurt Connors' eyes instantly turned into clear yellow vertical pupils!

then.

It quickly subsided and returned to normal...

He suppressed his volatile instincts and walked straight towards the crowd, politely asking the students, "Hello, has anyone seen Peter Parker? I heard from his classmates that he was heading this way."

"Peter Parker? Who's that?"

"I've never heard of that name."

What's your major?

As the students asked each other questions, a chubby little brown hand shot up: "Peter Parker, right? I know, I know!"

Upon hearing this voice, Kurt Connors was overjoyed and hurriedly pushed through the crowd to find a chubby little boy with a backpack.

"Excuse me, what's your name? Can you take me to Peter?"

“My name is Ned Lids, Dr. Connors.”

The chubby boy pointed in one direction: "Are you looking for Peter? He's taking pictures over there. I'll take you there."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much."

...

...

Outside the banquet hall, at the right corner.

"Ron, Gwen, don't move..."

Hannah patted their arms lightly, saying in embarrassment and haste, "Take your hands off me right now."

po~

Gwen parted Ron's lips, turned to Hannah, and chuckled, "Sorry, Hannah, I couldn't control myself just now—"

As she spoke, she pulled her hand out from under her clothes, her five slender fingers playfully making a grasping motion: "—Grab it~"

Hmm... I didn't realize you were so capable. No wonder Ron wanted you...

“Hey, Gwen...you're just like Ron.”

Hannah shifted uncomfortably, glancing at the boy who was holding her beside her: "Ron, you should take it out too..."

"It's been sitting here for so long, it'll be fine if we leave it a little longer..." Ron was a little reluctant to part with the warmth in his palm.

and.

Just now.

Gwen actually took his hand...

this means.

She really doesn't mind.

Think of this.

Ron became bolder.

He put his arm around Hannah.

I finally got to taste those soft lips I'd been longing for!

"Ugh...!"

The girl's pupils suddenly dilated...

Ron, however, did not stop.

The left hand still holds warmth.

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