The Ancestors: From Gwen to Spider-Man

Chapter 92 You are too bad
Chapter 80
"Of course, come up, dear."

Naturally, it was impossible for Peter to refuse Gwen's hug. After letting Gwen sit on his lap, he skillfully embraced her slender waist.

This posture can be said to fit the two together to the greatest extent.

"Hey..." Gwen giggled, "This posture is so strange."

"Don't like it?"

"No, I like it very much." Gwen hugged her a little tighter and said, "I think it will charge faster this way."

"Really? But you obviously don't even have a port..."

"Hey! You're hot again, Peter."

"Don't like it?"

"Well, I like it too, but..." Gwen said shyly:
"Dad said, at least until adulthood."

"But it's already April, Gwen, and you're only two months away from your birthday this year."

Gwen was taken aback by Peter's words, and then she remembered in a daze that more than half a year had passed since she became Spider-Woman.

"It's been so long, I feel like we've all been through a lot."

Gwen sighed, "It's nice, Peter, that I can have you."

"Me too."

"Well...you know," Gwen leaned on Peter, her body and voice were soft and warm,
"This period of time is simply the happiest time for me. I am doing ideal things, and the people I like the most have always supported me."

"This is also my happiest time, Gwen." Peter said, stroking Gwen's back,

"The Spider Woman I like and the Faxiao I like are the same person, and now they are still my girlfriend."

"Good answer, give me a kiss, mua." Gwen pecked Peter on the face.

Peter looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want to kiss?"

"Hmm..." Gwen's eyes drifted, "I know you still don't take the initiative... um."

She was gagged by Peter before she could finish her sentence.

The two overlapped each other, such a close kiss made Gwen feel a little suffocated in comfort, and Peter was unconsciously clamped by his strong legs, and it took a long time before they separated.

"I've always wanted to say, you are good at kissing." Peter teased in a low voice.

"Hey..." Gwen bit Peter's neck and said, "It's so comfortable, it would be great if we could go on like this forever."

"..."

"What's the matter?" Gwen asked seeing Peter's sudden lack of response.

"It's nothing, if you just keep kissing, you will suffocate."

"Hey! What are you thinking, Peter." Gwen rolled her eyes,

"I mean, we can stay together like this forever."

"Of course..." Peter stroked Gwen's head, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

Gwen didn't notice this and just said, "By the way, Peter, I have something to tell you."

"what?"

"Mr. Stark is very troubled now, hasn't he not told Miss Pepper that he is fine?"

"Miss Pepper seems to have discovered something. Recently, she has been asking Mr. Stark why he is not dead yet."

"Although it's wrong to gloat, I still want to laugh."

"Mr. Stark hasn't confessed yet?" Peter smiled,
"It just so happens that I have to go to Stark and explain to Mr. Stark by the way."

"Haha, you are so bad Peter."

……

"You're too bad, boy."

In Stark's mansion, Tony glared at Peter.

Peter spread his hands, "I didn't do anything, Mr. Stark."

"No, you want to see me laugh." Tony pressed his temple with a headache,

"Pepper has ignored me now, but I feel that this is just the beginning, and I have no doubt that she will kill me."

"With all due respect, if you die sooner or later, you have to die. I think it's better to be happy."

"No, you don't understand the boy, I will definitely come up with a way to satisfy both sides, for sure."

"Okay, so, what did you ask me for?"

When it came to business, Tony regained his energy and said, "Come here, let me show you a big toy."

He took Peter all the way into his basement laboratory.

I saw a huge headless steel armor standing in the center supported by a bracket. It was the Destroyer whose head was shot by Peter's thermal sight.

Conners and Banner are here too.

When the two saw Peter coming, they both said hello, and Tony also introduced:
"This is left by the Black Superman. It is said to be Odin's armor from Norse mythology. Yes, you must be surprised. It was Odin who fought the Black Superman that day!"

"Indeed, this is too surprising, Mr. Stark." Peter smiled and cooperated.

Connors: →_→

Tony didn't notice Connors' small eyes, and continued: "Of course, what Black Superman means is that they are just aliens who are more advanced than us, so don't be too surprised."

"So, why did he give you this armor?"

"Why, the most serious building he crashed into was mine!" Tony said bitterly:
"He said it was compensation, and it was because of this armor that I came forward and promised New York's post-mortem repairs."

Peter did not forget his spoils after his battle with Odin.

Although the Destroyer is useless to him, but if it is given to Tony and the others, they may be able to develop something interesting.

At least, it's better than being transformed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Moreover, it is most appropriate for Tony to come forward to deal with the aftermath. For no other reason, he has a lot of money, a lot.

With Tony's current level, no matter how much money is spent, he can't spend it all. He really complied with that sentence,
Qian just stayed by his side in another way.

In addition to greatly reducing the cost of building buildings by switching from left to right, the most important thing is the political field.

When something like this happened in New York, the people who were most anxious were not the general public or wealthy capitalists, but the mayor of New York, congressmen and other politicians.

Just like the super villains have emerged one after another in the past six months, the most troublesome one is not others, but Police Chief George.

It is a miracle that he can keep this position now.

Tony can use this to get many preferential treatment, tax exemption and other generous conditions that he can't get on weekdays, and it is impossible to lose much.

"So, what do you want to do, Mr. Stark." Peter asked interestingly.

And this was the question that caused Tony a headache.

"Theoretically, as long as I thoroughly understand this armor, my Iron Armors will be able to usher in a wave of major upgrades...but,"

Tony spread his hands, "This thing is magical! Heck, it's the first time I've lived for more than 40 years that I know that magic isn't a bedtime story to fool children."

Obviously the treasure house is right in front of you, but you can't get in because you don't have a key. This is really a torment for Tony.
"So, I called you all here. Although your brains may not be as good as mine, but working together may give me some inspiration."

……

　If you want to raise books too slowly, just raise them...

　　This chapter started last night and continued at nine o'clock in the morning after waking up. In the middle, I changed four or five versions one after another. Thousands of words were scrapped, but I was still not satisfied.

　　The state of the past two days is too bad, I will try my best to keep updating every day...it's too slow and I can't help it (_)
　　Also, I feel like a sheep, and a large group of people downstairs don't shy away from being sheep, running around every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)