Chapter 3183 (1/2)
”Hey, hey...”
In a dark room, the TV broadcast the program of beautiful beach volleyball. A fat figure in the room was stuttering potato chips and filling coke. From time to time, he made the sound of sucking saliva and giggling like a fool.
”Suck! Yes, jump, jump one more, Hoo! Hoo! ”
Seeing the highlights, the chubby black figure also gathered in front of the TV and blew towards the display screen, as if he was going to blow off those ”cloth pieces that hinder things”.
In the dark, his eyes seemed to be shining. His eyes kept passing over the white flesh. He couldn't hear the voice of the game commentator. He was completely addicted to beauty.
But just then.
”Tear!”
The curtains of the room were suddenly opened, and the strong sunshine outside suddenly shone into this happy world.
The figure's reaction speed was not slow. When he heard the sound, he turned his head subconsciously. As a result, it was wrong to react quickly. The change of light immediately made his vision white and sour to tears.
”Ah! May, do you want to kill dad?! Close the curtains! I'm going blind! ”
The fat middle-aged man immediately fell down with his face covered and rolled on the carpet like a meat ball. His big belly stretched out a big gap between the red and blue uniforms, and his navel hole like a deep well was exposed.
At the window stood a spider woman holding her arm.
She was wearing a uniform with black as the background and a red spider web pattern raised like a blood vessel. When she heard the man's cry, she widened her eyes angrily:
”If only I were blind! What are you doing?! You didn't answer the phone. I thought something had happened to you. I hurried to ask for leave to see you. I found you trying to be comfortable at home alone? What a disappointment! ”
The fat man rolled a few times, got up hard, sat on the carpet and rubbed his hair, which had not been washed for a long time and had been condensed by grease, protested:
”I didn't do that, and you're a girl. Don't say that.”
”Cut, it's a new era now, old dong thought.” The big white eyepiece on the girl's mask narrowed. She walked around and began to help clean up the room: ”I'm twenty years old, but I can't talk?”
”No, no, you're my Peter Parker's daughter. You're the best girl in the second generation of superheroes. Dad doesn't allow you to become a female monster like Grandma black widow!”
The middle-aged man began to roll on the carpet again, his legs were still pedaling disorderly, and he looked like a liar.
The girl was speechless about it. Her father became like this after he retired. He stayed at home every day to watch those programs and stared at all kinds of beautiful women. It was like a waste.
If she hadn't been cheated into the red skeleton trap the year before last, and her father put on his war clothes again and rushed into the siege to rescue her, she would probably think spider man had no combat effectiveness.
But afterwards he praised him a few words. As a result, he didn't take off his uniform. If he was too busy to attend to his father's house, he could wear this uniform without taking a bath for half a year.
”Alas.” May Parker sighed, slowly picked up a lot of potato chip bags in the corner of the room, about 70 or 80, and beat a bag with spider silk: ”seriously, Dad, why don't you find a wife?”
”No, I only love your mother.”
Spiderman moved like a caterpillar on the carpet and came to the shadow of the sofa to hide from the light. There was a smell of mold and leftover soup on the carpet.
”I love her too, but she has been dead for ten years. You are not yet 60 years old. You can find another one.” Mei walked quickly around the room, put away the empty drink bottles and packed them: ”I heard you didn't like Aunt Mary Jane very much when you were young? She has been single recently. ”
”Whose mouth is so big that I can even tell you this?” Peter turned over, leaned back against the sofa and panted, ”don't mind your adult's business.”
The spider girl sent out the garbage bound with spider silk and said, ”how can I ignore it? You're suffering from depression. I'm out on a mission now. I'm worried that when I open the door to you one day, I'll find your body hanging on the rope of the electric fan. ”