The room was so quiet that only the sounds of staggered breathing remained.
Felicia and Peter surrounded the piano in the middle, and the behavior of the three of them had already exceeded the sense of propriety that ordinary friends should have.
The alcohol removed all scruples, and the ambiguous breath spread uncontrollably in the night.
They were all immersed in the out-of-control atmosphere and did not notice that the door was gently pushed open.
The red-haired girl Mary Jane stood at the door. The moment she saw the situation inside the house, her green eyes widened and she froze in place.
She gasped, watching Peter entangled with another red-haired girl, while his girlfriend looked on.
Her body tensed uncontrollably, and she subconsciously squeezed and rubbed it.
She watched Qin bend down and kiss Peter. Her eyes seemed to be pinned and she couldn't move away. For a moment, an absurd thought flashed through her mind uncontrollably: she wanted to join in.
Mary·Jian's face suddenly became hot, she suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly closed the door gently.
She stood leaning outside the door for a long time, with mixed feelings in her heart that she couldn't tell what she felt.
Early the next morning.
"Morning." Qin vaguely stretched out her arms around him and Felicia, brought them towards her, and then opened her emerald green eyes, "You... remember last night?"
"I remember some." He saw Felicia's underwear hanging on the bedpost, "Probably."
"Me too." She looked around, "Six o'clock in the morning."
"Xavier said what time would he pick you up?"
"Eight o'clock." She muttered and leaned into his arms, "There is still time."
"Yeah. Let him wait." Peter pulled her close and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"You don't have to worry, Pete." Qin said suddenly.
"What are you worried about?"
She raised her eyes. "I'm worried that Felicia will leave you. Last night I... wasn't able to fully control my abilities. I kept scanning your brains unconsciously... Do you know what she was thinking repeatedly in her mind?"
"What?"
'She's thinking about how much she loves you.' Qin's voice fell directly into his mind, 'She's also thinking about how many roads she walked before she found you. You are her anchor, Peter. Don't worry, she will never leave you... especially not for someone like me.'
Peter's heart skipped a beat. "I'm not... I'm just not sure, Qin."
"I know." She stood up and kissed his cheek, "I understand. Relax, she is yours."
They finally got up and got dressed. Naked Qin·Grey would always be burned into Peter's mind - she didn't have many curves yet, but she still made his throat dry.
He wanted to wake up Felicia, but she couldn't move. He went to Mary Jane's room to call someone, and happened to bump into her changing clothes.
"Ah!" She covered her upper body with her shirt.
"Sorry!" He cursed and closed the door, "I just wanted to say that we have to leave. Xavier will pick up Qin soon."
"Okay, okay, I'll be right away." Mary·Jian answered the door. Naked Qin, half-naked Mary·Jian... Today is a good start.
He went back to his house and took a shower, trying not to wake up Uncle Ben and Aunt May. When he returned to Mary·Jian's house, Qin and Liz were already in the kitchen, each having a cup of strong black coffee.
"Morning, Peter." Qin smiled, "Did you sleep well last night?"
'Liz thought you were home.' She Mind Stone added in a sensitive manner.
He smiled, "Very good. What about you?"
"Please keep your voice down." Liz groaned holding his head, "It's so noisy... my head..."
Peter laughed at her incoherence, "That's why you shouldn't drink so much."
"Morning, Peter, morning, Qin." Mary Jane went downstairs. She had already taken a shower and changed clothes. She glanced at the kitchen and sighed, "What do you want to eat? I can make waffles."
"I'm here to help." Peter took out the waffle maker and turned it on.
"Can I make it with blueberries?" Jean asked, "I like that."
"Are there any blueberries, Mary Jane?" Peter asked.
"Ah?" Mary Jane was distracted by Qin's curious eyes, "Oh, there is, the Fridge."
He nodded and went to get it. Liz chuckled, "I've always been curious about why your butt is so upturned, Parker, now I know."
"Just take a look, Allan, the most you can do is take a look." Felicia went downstairs, his hair was still wet and his clothes were still the same as yesterday.
"Morning." Peter kissed her, "Did you sleep well?"
"What do you think?" She sat down lazily, her voice sounding like a coquettish voice.
"Oh my God!" Qin suddenly gasped.
"What's wrong?" Peter asked.
"It's nothing! It's really nothing!" Mary Jane grabbed Qin and dragged her upstairs, "I have to give her something! Be right back!"
Peter blinked. "What happened to her?"
"I think she's crazy." Liz moaned, "Would you like to make waffles yet, Parker?! I'm hungry!"
"You should eat it before you get hungover." Felicia laughed.
Peter started to do it. The hot fragrance wafted up, and Liz finally raised his head. His hair was a mess and his makeup was gone, but he finally felt a little energetic.
He made a waffle stack three feet high, and Qin and Mary·Jian just came down - Qin looked proud, and Mary·Jian looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Felicia asked.
"It's nothing!" Mary Jane shouted, "It's really nothing!"
Qin smiled evilly, "I just want Mary Jane to promise me something very important."
Peter raised his eyebrows. "Okay... Anyway, let's eat, girls!"
"It's all for us?" Liz blinked, "Peter, we can't finish it."
"Please." Felicia hummed into the coffee, "You don't know how much this guy can eat. His stomach is a bottomless pit."
They sat down at the dining table and ate with their heads down. Qin winked at Peter and Felicia from time to time, but Felicia would only blush and look away - obviously not yet digesting everything that happened last night.
After breakfast, they packed up and set off. When they arrived at Qin's house, they met her parents. The two were alienated, and their only daughter became Mutants. It was a complete turn-off for them, and they didn't know what to say or do for a while.
The luggage had been packed yesterday. They carried the bags and walked to the roadside, when a luxury car stopped.
Logan got down from the driver's seat, and Ororo helped the professor get out of the car. Xavier smiled at them, "Are you ready?"
Qin nodded. "Well... give me a little more time, Professor."
"Of course." He smiled and returned to the car.
Logan and Peter helped put the luggage into the trunk. Qin hugged everyone one by one.
"Take care of yourself." Liz hugged her tightly, "Remember, don't talk to us about complicated philosophy. A five-year-old child can't understand it. It's too boring."
Qin Xiao: "Okay, I promise." She turned to Mary·Jian, "Don't forget. Just do it, I believe they will agree."
"I'll try." Mary·Jian Xiao, "Take care, Qin."
"Yes." She hugged Felicia again and said nothing - she was probably talking through Mind Stone's induction.
Finally, she hugged Peter and her voice fell directly into his head: 'Don't worry about anything. I'll be fine, Peter. By the way, Mary Jane has a little crush on you, let me tell you by the way.'
He chuckled: 'I know. It will fade away after a while.'
Qin rolled her eyes. "The smartest boy on earth, you are really stupid, Peter."
"Hey!"
She stepped away and smiled, "I promise that I will never forget any of you."
Felicia and Peter looked at each other with a tacit smile on their lips. Mary Jane looked complicated, while Liz looked like her heart was broken. They stood on the roadside waving and watching the car drive away. As soon as the car turned, they should disperse.
Felicia and Liz took a taxi back, while Mary·Jian and Peter walked. It wasn't far, and he didn't want to go home immediately.
"What did you say to Jean?" he asked.
"She... wanted me to try something stupid." Mary Jane shrugged, "It's not important."
"Okay... I'll miss her."
"Me too."
"I hope she doesn't suddenly turn into a cosmic monster that destroys the world one day."
Mary·Jian paused in her steps.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, only the jokes I understand."
Peter followed with a smile, temporarily suppressing the ominous thought in his heart.