Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 289 Cha Hotpot

"Is it your fault?" Mark received a call from Nick.

"Do you believe me if I say no?"

"Then tell me who did it?" Mark asked.

"Tony, he doesn't seem to want his aunt to get involved in your affairs. I can hear that he is in a bad mood. What happened to you?" Nick was very surprised by the Avengers' suggestion.

But this has achieved the effect he wanted.

Although there were some changes in the Avengers' initial staff, it didn't hurt.

"It's nothing, just a small daily conflict." Mark said casually.

Mark already knew what Tony wanted to do.

Peggy, who can't hide things in her heart, will definitely tell the truth about Bucky's resurrection in the end, and then someone will stop her from killing Bucky.

This isn't Tony being pretentious, it's just that he can't face his own heart.

He knew that it was not Bucky who was a tool who was wrong in all this, but after the sacrifice in his heart, he could not stop, and he needed someone to stop him.

But Mark has no way to be the person who can stop him, so there is only one person who can stop him now, and that is Steve Rogers.

Although the relationship between the two people who experienced the Battle of New York is not as deep as with Mark, they can be regarded as life and death friends who have carried guns together.

The two men worked particularly well together on the battlefield, easily wiping out an entire Chitauri squad.

The general situation of this matter is already known, and Mark does not intend to continue to interfere.Leaving the rest of the things to themselves, Mark has done all he can do.

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Driving all the way back home, Mark felt physically and mentally exhausted.But at this moment, the little reporter swooped over, like an octopus, clinging to Mark.

Facing his clingy girlfriend, Mark could only smile and hug her.

"Tell me, what do you want to do today?"

"Can't I welcome you home? Really, don't think so bad of others." The little reporter pouted and looked at Mark resentfully.

"Okay, okay, let me judge a gentleman's belly with my villain's heart, okay? Tell me, I'll make you whatever you want to eat tonight. How about comforting your injured young heart?" Mark is a typical soft-eater. Eat hard, look like this.

Seeing the young reporter's resentful look, he was quickly defeated.

"Hot pot!" The little reporter smiled like a fox, as if his plot had succeeded.

"I said you can't eat something else instead? You have to eat hot pot, and eating hot pot is very easy to get angry, and it's easy to get acne on your face." Mark really cares about the little reporter's health, otherwise he wouldn't You can say this.

"If I get acne and become ugly, won't you want me?" A woman's point of view is always so strange.

Mark didn't know what to say, so in the end he could only sigh and said comfortingly: "Don't think blindly, how could I not want you, right?"

"Then I want to eat hot pot!" Yirel pestered Mark like a child.

The most important thing is that Mark has no choice but to start making hot pot honestly.

Even though I can't eat spicy food, I still insist on eating spicy hot pot every time. I really don't know what to say.

After a few ten minutes, even if the kitchen smoke and fire were turned on, there was still no way to stop the spicy smell from spreading.

Yirel's eyes began to turn red when she smelled this smell, but even so, she was still eager to try it, wanting to quickly taste this delicious food in the world.

As soon as Mark took out the hot pot, the doorbell suddenly rang.Mark had already seen clearly who was coming through the TV.

The lock on the door opened automatically with a click, and Steve and Paige walked in with gifts.

"You just come to your door, why do you bring gifts?" Mark said with a smile and wiped his hands on the scarf.

"I even said I wouldn't buy it, but Steve insisted on dragging me along. Why didn't I see that he had so many tricks before?" Paige put down the gift and crossed her arms.

Steve scratched his head in embarrassment and said to Mark, "Isn't this just here to thank you?"

"No, let's talk about it. I've already taken everything I need to take, and that's even for the rent you paid for living here before." Mark didn't have that much luck. People had already delivered gifts to his door, and he was too embarrassed to call. People take it back.

Mark just found a reason to excuse himself.

"Yes, yes, you are right, this is the rent I paid for living here before."

Mark, this is typical, the duck's mouth is still stiff after being cooked.

"Let's eat together when we happen to be here! Don't tell me that you've already eaten."

"Of course not, I'm just going to come to your place to eat and drink!" Steve, familiar with the situation, walked to the dining table and sat down.

There is no need for the relationship between two people to be so pretentious.

Paige looked at the hot pot full of chili peppers and didn't know how to take off her chopsticks for a moment.

Although she had heard of this kind of thing, he really didn't understand why those people liked to eat this kind of thing.

But once she tasted it, she couldn't stop.

Spicy is a kind of pain, so everyone who dares to eat spicy food is a warrior.

And the real pain of eating spicy food does not lie in the moment you eat it, but in the pain you endure when you perform a certain ritual after the food is digested.

Steve has already had experience in this area because he spent some time at Mark's house.

He poured two large glasses of milk and placed them next to himself and Peggy, but he did not tell Peggy that after eating this, milk would not completely relieve the pain.

Of course, there is nothing in this world that a hot pot meal cannot solve.If anything, have another barbecue.

After finishing the hot pot meal, everyone was sweating profusely. They lay motionless on the sofa after eating and drinking.

Perhaps this is one of the most wonderful moments of enjoyment in the world.

The only one who can still move now is probably Steve.Steve took the initiative to take over the task of clearing the dishes, and Mark didn't say anything.

The two of them didn't know clearly what the guests and hosts were.

In the living room, Mark glanced in the direction of the kitchen and asked Peggy, "Did you tell him?"

"Not yet." Peggy naturally knew what Mark was talking about.

"Then when are you going to tell him? Or are you planning to just keep putting it off. Tony told him probably because he wanted him to stop himself at the critical moment."

Paige was lost in thought.