MTL - Stand User in Marvel Universe-Chapter 840 Didala is my son! ?
Latest website: At the same time, Peter who sent MJ home did not know that Dior had solved a big trouble after he helped him. He also did n’t know that he was beaten so badly in this training. A 9-point evaluation ... Well, the percentage system.
MJ, who got home smoothly, had a bit of anxiety at the thought of today ’s thrilling scene, and she thought a lot on the way back, so she lost her hair, turned her eyes elsewhere, and asked, "Would you like to come in for a glass of water?"
"No problem, now my uncle and aunt must be dying." Peter waved his hands again and again.
"They're all on business, and it's better to keep things secret today." MJ hinted again, but his ears were a little red.
But Peter didn't understand, and said apologetically, "I blame me for everything today. I didn't expect to bring such a lot of trouble and danger because of my identity."
"So you regret it?" MJ looked at Peter a little badly.
Peter was dumbfounded. "What do you regret?"
"Regret to associate with me."
"No no no! I never regretted it, just ... it was ..."
If Dior saw this scene, it is estimated that even the last 9 points left must be deducted!
It's stupid to be home!
MJ also figured it out, it is impossible to wait for him to do something.
So he grabbed Peter arrogantly and said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
Peter quietly swallowed, followed by some downcast, thinking that MJ wanted to show him a showdown.
After all, the experience experienced today would be frightened by ordinary people, and then take the initiative to stay away from him.
Only after following MJ into her room, MJ took the initiative to lock the door, then turned and pushed Peter, who did not know how to explain, directly onto the bed.
Where Peter had gone through this battle, he was stunned!
But MJ didn't.
Because at the moment the bomb exploded, she thought a lot and had a lot of regrets.
But I have never regretted being with Peter!
So in order not to leave regret, she will be a female knight today!
"MJ, you ... hmm ..."
"I ... hmm ..."
"Shut up to your mother! Lie well!"
Hearing MJ's domineering manifestation, Peter seemed to be a little bit aggrieved and grieved.
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The next day, Peter, who had finally transformed from a boy to a man, seemed to have regained a new life. Even the sun outside the window was exceptionally bright, and the air was so fresh.
As for school?
Oh, by the way, rest today.
And even without a break, he is not ready to go to school.
After all, MJ was like him for the first time.
So Peter decided to stay today to take good care of MJ.
It seems that even the pressure and haze accumulated during this time are swept away.
The whole body is full of motivation!
I, Spider-Man, will not be defeated so easily!
"Slap, choke what to do, cook, I'm hungry!"
"Going right now!"
Seeing Peter's **** going to get something to eat, MJ conquered his arrogance and covered his head with a quilt.
When she remembered what she did last night, she felt that the temperature around it was at least 50 degrees!
And ... it really hurts!
Hemp eggs!
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On the island, there is also a housewife who is also getting food for her daughter-in-law.
"Things resolved?"
"Well, although it is still very astringent, it is very incomplete in all aspects. But ... carve it slowly, it is a good piece of jade."
Dior, wearing an apron, was frying the love poached eggs, and his face was not impatient at all.
"He's only 16 years old. Are you being too harsh on him?" Hesitated, and Wanda still spoke.
In this regard, Dior can only sigh, "It is a bit urgent, but the development of the situation is much faster than we think. How long has it taken to kill the tyrant? Now the multiverse may become a reality. The worst is really happening, who will give him so much time to grow up? "
"It's really going to be that time, whether we can protect ourselves or not is a question."
"So Tony urgently needs a (crab) class. I also hope to cultivate an excellent leader for the future Avengers so that they have enough confidence to face the future crisis."
Dior said anxiously.
Just a Marvel world is dangerous enough. Now if it has really evolved into a multiverse, then this danger will be multiplied by ten, multiplied by hundreds, or even millions of times!
Think of a few days of An Sheng ... difficult!
Perhaps he felt some of his pessimistic mood, and Wanda, who had a big belly, hugged him slightly from behind.
"Remember you once told me, don't think too much? Think about the future and solve it later. Maybe things are not as serious as you think?"
Dior smiled. "You're right, it's a big deal for us to hide far away. If we don't, we will hide in a safe world. Don't think about those bad things. Come and taste today's love poached eggs."
"Well, yes, do you want to give your child a name?"
"Is it too early?"
"It's a few months before the baby is born. What's up?"
"Okay, let me think ... has we combined our two names?"
"Dida?"
"Pull?"
"Didala? That's a weird name."
"Um, change another name, this name is not good." Dior was very speechless and named the name, wouldn't it explode when born? ?
Is your mouth full of art when you open your mouth?
No no no!
"What's that called?"
"How about Dao? Writing Dao, I'm Dio, just one letter away."
"Do you have any explanation?"
Wanda nodded ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ It's not bad to call Dao, and it also uses a scale in her name, but it doesn't seem to have the word Dao?
"What else is needed to explain the name? If it has to be meaningful, he is the crystallization of our two loves. Isn't that enough?"
Wanda couldn't help but give him a glance, wondering what he was smelling.
"Dao, just DAO, little guy, you will be called DAO Brando in the future. I do n’t know if the child will look like you or me after birth?"
Then he listened to Dior with a grin. "Like you or me, I'm so handsome, you are so beautiful, we must inherit the genes of our two sons!"
After speaking, Dior himself looked forward to it, and he wondered if his and Wanda's children would inherit their abilities.
If it were inherited, wouldn't it be ... a substitute witch?
Alas, this title is really unpleasant, I hope that his children can break out of their own sky in the future.