"I'm sorry ma'am, this is vodka, if you need champagne, I can replace it for you right away." The waiter said politely.

"Oh, vodka?"

Gwen put her hand on her forehead, feeling the alcohol on her head, and her head was a little dizzy.

Her face began to flush at a rate visible to the naked eye, and soon a small blush fluttered.

"It's okay, vodka is good."

Seeing that Gwen seemed to be getting drunk, the little spider hurriedly took the vodka she wanted to put in her mouth, and said to the waiter, "Let's drink juice."

The waiter bowed slightly and left.

"Peter, why don't you drink, a boy like you, who doesn't smoke or drink, I'm afraid it's hard for girls to be popular."

Gwen is full of big truths as soon as she comes up, girls of their age have no interest in being a step-by-step nerd, as the so-called men are not bad, women are not loved, and if they don't do something to break the taboo, how can they prove themselves bad.

Peter smiled wryly and shook his head, "I don't want to be a bad boy."

"Hah, do you think I'm a bad girl?"

When Peter heard this, he hurriedly explained, "No, no, Gwen, you are the best girl I have ever met, and although you smoke and drink, I know that you are a good girl."

"Ha, I like you to be so upright, Peter."

Gwen grinned and touched Peter Parker's head, and her whole body began to lean against Peter Parker, as if she couldn't stand still.

Seeing that Gwen seemed to have a tendency to get drunk, the little spider hurriedly said, "Let's find a place to rest, it's so crowded here."

"It's really crowded here, why don't we go to the balcony and blow the wind?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Little Spider just wanted to send Gwen to the guest room now, and he didn't want to go with her to the balcony to blow the wind.

Everyone, please don't have evil thoughts, how can a good neighbor like Little Spider take the opportunity to do something, he just wants to send Gwen to rest.

"Ned, I'll send Gwen over to rest first, and I'll come back to you later."

Chubby Ned, from the very beginning of the party, he sat near the open kitchen, dedicated to the elimination of food, those top lobsters, steaks, foie gras, he was addicted to eating.

"Go Peter, I'll keep you a copy of the good stuff."

Ned said vaguely, his mouth was stuffed with food, and it was difficult for him to express his meaning clearly, but the little spider, as his good friend, knew his character very well, and knew that he was probably going to be fixed near the open kitchen tonight, so he didn't worry about coming out and finding no one.

"Who's that, so many pretty ladies are circling around him, even Raven is there to join in the fun."

Seeing that the front was very lively, Erica couldn't help but be surprised, it stands to reason that this is Clark's party, and he is young and golden, and he is a rare genius, and he should be the most popular.

"You don't think that person is familiar?"

Clark clinked glasses with the man next to him, not even looking over there.

"When you say that, I seem to have seen him somewhere, and I feel a little familiar." Erica looked at the man who was swaying freely among the flowers, pointing out the country, and pondered.

"That's the famous Tony Stark, a genius inventor, philanthropist, billionaire, and of course, the most famous arms dealer today."

The introduction was made by a businesswoman's companion who was chatting with Clark, who pointed to Tony Stark on the cover of the magazine with a peach face, and introduced it loudly to Erica without any reserve.

"Oh, it's him, I remembered, I said I remember where I saw it, it turned out to be on the cover of a magazine, and his weird mustache made me laugh."

Erica covered her mouth and chuckled, he was very unkind to this rich man who was amorous, twelve months a year, and slept all over the month.

"You are not allowed to be like him, hear it."

Erica glanced at Clark, perhaps thinking

To something, I tugged at Clarke's waist and softened. Meat, leaned into his ear and whispered a warning.

"I think his mustache is sexy."

The woman held the businessman next to her, but she was very indignant about Erica's evaluation of Tony Stark's beard, and scolded Erica bluntly.

Now it's her man's turn to be upset.

"I know you're still obsessed with Tony Stark, don't take yourself too seriously, it's a question of whether people remember who you are now."

The businessman's words are slightly more informative, but in front of Clark's mind reading, no matter how much information he has, he can interpret it.

In fact, this blonde lady was also the *** of Aphorism Magazine, a meat magazine that was a must-have for Tony Stark.

Of course, this woman can be on the motto, naturally there is a material, blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, ***, very sexy, is the most orthodox blonde beauty image in the Western world.

Clark was a little puzzled as to why this kind of meat-selling magazine had such a connotative name, honestly called Playboy, or was he not fragrant in the country of gentlemen?

"I don't think we invited this dude."

Erica touched Clark's hand, she was the one in charge of sending the invitations, she knew who the official invitations were sent to tonight's party, and she was sure that Tony Stark was not among the invitees tonight.

yes, Tony Stark is just uninvited.

"For someone like Stark, there's always a way to get what he wants."

After the death of his parents, this guy completely let himself go, and almost every day he had a commotion, although most of his time was still dedicated to his favorite scientific career, but his spare time life was really quite colorful.

Playful, lustful and arrogant.,Very improper.。

The main reason why he came to Clark's party this time was to find trouble.

Because he saw that he and Clark were often juxtaposed in magazines and newspapers lately, which made him very unhappy.

You must know that before this, the name of genius belonged to him alone, and there had never been such a person who dared to be on a par with him.

So when he saw the ignorant tabloids boasting about Clark again, and using him as a reference, his brain was hot, and he drove over in a supercar, intending to meet Clark, the so-called genius.

It would be great if I could taunt my face a few words.

I have to say that although Tony Stark is almost thirty years old, he is still very immodest and does things quite freely.

Tony Stark saw Clark, and he walked towards this side with high-profile steps, surrounded by a group of Mei Lan Qiu Ju.