The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1579 Fireside Chat

"Doctor! Doctor! Let me hide!"

Peter Parker's youthful, high-pitched, even thunderous shout came from the doorway, and even the hearth flame was shaken from side to side by the cold wind he rushed in, and seemed to be dying out. up.

The young man squeezed in through the gap in the door, quickly took out a "not accepting" sign from the shoe cabinet next to it, hung it on the hook outside the door, and then stretched out his arm and pressed the transponder beside the door Press the button on the far left, and the rolling gate outside the gate slowly fell down.

The room was so dark that only the fire from the fireplace remained, as if it had suddenly turned dark. Peter moved so fast that the other three had no time to stop them, but the next movement was even more incomprehensible.

Peter passed through the living room at the fastest speed, and came to the deep kitchen. He took out a bottle of Scotch whiskey from under the cabinet on the far left, and poured himself a finger-sized amount from the crystal glass next to him. It was poured into the mouth like medicine.

Then, he stood beside the island platform and breathed a sigh of relief. The three people sitting by the fireplace all opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen some dying monster that was fleeing desperately. The shock was mixed with puzzlement and curiosity. With some cautious hesitation.

What troubles in this world can make Spider-man drink away his worries?No one could even ask the question because it sounded like the death knell for the end of the world, the siren of the flood.

"Sorry, but I need some courage."

Peter said while inhaling, he arched his nose up vigorously, he seemed completely unaccustomed to alcohol, grinned his teeth from the heat, and then showed that kind of paralyzed daze.

"Shocking," Schiller remarked, crossing one leg over the other and putting his hands on his knees.

"You want to say you're an adult," Steve said before Peter could speak, and then continued, "But none of us are going to say you can't drink, all we want to know is why you drink."

Peter leaned his waist against the island platform as if he had lost all his strength, his upper body lay sideways on the surface of the platform and let out a wail, like a bird falling headfirst in a wheat field.

"My carelessness caused Gwen to be found out by another herself, so I had to explain this to him, instead of letting Gwen face it alone."

"Gwen Spider-Man chased me all the way and wanted to beat me up, but she wasn't the point at all. How on earth should I talk to George? He would definitely say that I led Gwen to the ground."

"I think you can solve..."

"The problem is that it is! If she hadn't been in a relationship with me, then she wouldn't have known other Spider-Man, and she wouldn't have risked herself to help Gwen Spider-Man earn credits!"

Peter turned himself over like a pancake, lying face down on the tabletop of the island, tilting his head so that half of his cheeks were in close contact with the cold magnet countertop, so as to relieve the burning sensation caused by the alcohol.

"Why don't you say that the dinosaurs became extinct because you were not born 600 million years ago?" Stark said angrily.

But Peter froze suddenly, and then let out a higher-pitched wail, and said, "Why wasn't I born 600 million years ago? That way I can solve both the extinction of the dinosaurs and the troubles I'm facing now." Already!"

Schiller just thought it was a little funny. Spider-Man was often trapped in all kinds of similar troubles because of his high moral standards. words.

"Becoming a dinosaur may not solve the troubles in front of you, Peter." Schiller said rather tactfully, and Peter really didn't need more people to remind him to face reality.

"But let me..."

"Gives you a moment's escape, 'temporarily'." Schiller bit down on the last word, leaned his elbow over the back of the couch and looked at Peter.

Peter dilly-dally got up from the tabletop of the island table, and walked back to the fireplace in three steps. He didn't move a chair for himself, but sat directly between the sofas of Schiller and Stark. On the ground at the corner of the house, he scratched his hair vigorously with both hands, looking anxious and irritable.

"I suggest that you consider my previous suggestion, Peter." Schiller made it again, and then added: "I stand by my opinion. If there is a more impactful fact before George, then you will be able to make it through. get through this difficulty."

"But George already knew that Gwen was..."

"But he doesn't know about the rumors between you and Tony, or there may be some rumors between Gwen and Tony, or between Tony and Steve, and between you and Tony, Tony and Gwen... Anyway, you all can have some gossip, trust me, it's a lot more impactful than Spider-Man or something."

"Oh, God!"

Stark pressed his back tightly against the back of the chair, as if to put a film on the chair, and then disappeared into the room, but he couldn't go yet, he stared at Schiller and asked.

"You swear this is your first thought, a sudden inspiration, and a joke, never a feasible part of a plan that might have been put into practice, and will not in the future..."

"Unfortunately." Schiller handed Peter a biscuit and said, "It was premeditated, well thought out, and the most feasible part of a plan that should have been put into practice-if you still There are no words of public spouse in the legal sense."

"What's wrong with this world?" Stark started to roll his eyes again, and poked his fingers into his cheek, muttering vaguely: "Why can't a lonely prodigal son be alone?"

“People assign beauty to a certain aspect of social life, and if you don’t appreciate it, it’s only fair that they kick you out,” Schiller laughs.

Stark rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's been a while since you've said something so philosophical, but you're still full of bullshit and always trying to pollute my brain."

"Peter, I think you should go, because George is about to leave work, and you have no chance of turning into a dinosaur yet." Steve glanced at Peter, straightened his upper body and pointed to the table on the surface of the island. The bottle of wine, and said: "But before you go, you can have a little more courage, just don't drink too much."

"No." Peter got up from the ground with both hands and feet. He covered his head and said, "That's just a joke. Courage doesn't come from industrial brews. If I impress George as an alcoholic, George will kill me faster than that Cretaceous asteroid."

Peter sighed deeply, the immature face that had gotten rid of his boyhood had deep sorrow, and also added some mature charm to his always cheerful and energetic youthful temperament, Stark encouraged: " Stay where you are and George will understand."

"God bless, it's best." Peter said as he walked towards the door, but he stood up too hastily just now, and the alcohol that had not been fully digested rushed to his head, so that when another black shadow came from the portal When he landed in mid-air, his faint spider sense didn't stop him from moving forward.

The two collided head-on, with a "bang", Peter was fine, another figure sat on the ground holding his nose, hearing the pain, Peter almost jumped up like a thorn in his foot.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry! I wasn't looking when I was walking, are you all right, Loki."

Loki stood up from the ground, rubbed his nose and forehead vigorously, and said, "Why do I always bump into something every time I appear in front of Tony Stark, but he can handle it?" Sitting at a distance laughing at all this with his idiotic laugh?"

Then, he waved to Peter to indicate that he was fine, and told Peter to do what he should do. After Peter left, Loki walked to the fireplace and put his elbows on top of the fireplace, and asked, "Is there any wine?"

Schiller put down his coffee cup and stood up, took a bottle of tequila from the wine rack under the cabinet and poured the bottom of a glass, then turned to find ice, and said while shoveling ice, "It seems that every time you come to my Everyone here is frowning."

"Who would walk into a psychiatrist's consulting room laughing?" Loki said sarcastically, "Then he should see a psychiatrist."

"What's wrong with you? Who messed with you again? Is it Thor, your brother, or the god-king of Asgard?"

"Coincidentally, it's not him this time." Loki sneered, and then almost the same sadness as Peter just climbed up his face, and said: "But he is not completely innocent, it is Frigg."

But at this moment Steve laughed, Loki and Stark looked at him together, Steve covered his mouth with his hands and said: "I guess you haven't paid attention to our animal friends recently, Spider-Ham, Pikachu, and the raccoon played together, and they brought Loki the crocodile with them."

"I guess the reason you hid on Earth in a hurry is the same as Loki the crocodile." Steve looked up at Loki and said, "Frigga is urging you to get married."

"Perfect reasoning." Loki commented sincerely, and then said in an unlovely tone: "Frigga beat Odin, of course, this is the result of my plan, I think she always A little stronger than the All-Father, but I overlooked a fact, a very important fact."

"There are several Lokis in Asgard now, and after questioning them one by one, Frigg found that Loki's marriage rate is pitifully low, especially compared with Thor, most Lokis don't even talk about love. There are even those who are lonely for life.”

"This fact made Frigga very panicky, and she thought that if I couldn't get enough love from the big family with the All-Father, then at least I should start a small family of my own to get enough love from my family .”

"Then she took a very old and traditional way of picking someone for me - a blind date."

Stark covered his eyes, but Steve said, "Are you referring to social activities? This is normal, right? For young people with limited communication skills, social activities are a good way to meet the opposite sex. , Peggy and I met during a fellowship in the army."

"No, it's not the kind of party where a group of people sit together, drink, chat and play games. It's even older than that." Loki shook his head.

"Could it be one-on-one? That's a bit embarrassing." Although Stark said so, but his expression was clearly gloating, he raised his tone a little and said: "You must use your sharp words and clever words The brain makes every blind date retreat in spite of difficulties, right?"

But who would have thought that Loki shook his head again, stretched out two fingers and pinched them together and said, "It's going to be a little bit older."

Now, the two people sitting by the sofa didn't know what Loki was referring to. Loki sighed deeply, and then said.

"It's easy to say—I'll find a place to hide, and whoever can defeat the other stalkers and find me wins."