Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

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The old father who had just returned home was puzzled.

But looking at his daughter's pitiful appearance, as if something terrible happened, Tony casually gave the cake to Benben who came to greet her, hugged the gummy candy stuck to his leg, walked into the house, and asked: " what happened?"

Then I heard Wendy say that Daisy ate the watermelon seeds when she ate the watermelon.

Seeds will germinate, Daisy knows that.

She only sowed the seeds with her father in the spring, and watched many flowers grow with her own eyes, and then looked at the broken watermelon on the ground, which was so big that the seeds in her belly might burst after the seeds germinated and fruited, and she was worried that the remaining watermelons would all be destroyed. Can't eat anymore.

It's really not a good habit to talk while eating, and it's too late to regret it now.

Tuanzi lay in his father's arms, listlessly playing with the champagne-colored tie.

Tony took off his suit and reached for a glass of water from the table to drink. Instead of solving the child's troubles, Tony shook the water glass in front of Daisy's eyes and joked, "Water your seeds." water?"

"Father." Daisy became even more sad, "I've grown into a big tree, so I can't sleep on the bed."

"You don't grow big trees." Tony said, "Watermelons grow in the ground and are very short." "

A tear from Tuanzi "slapped" down.

Messing up children too much is tantamount to digging a hole and jumping on your own.

Then the old father put down the water glass and wiped away Daisy's tears: "Your stomach is too small for the growth of watermelons, and the undigested seeds will be discharged. What's the point of crying?"

He didn't say anything, but when he said it, Daisy had already put back her tears, but now she buried herself in his arms and wept again.

No amount of donuts will do to make amends.

Wendy brought two cups of freshly squeezed watermelon juice from the kitchen, using the pulp of the watermelon that Daisy broke not long ago, and the sparkling drink was pink, very beautiful to look at.

The dumpling was still wiping away tears, but when the straw was stretched out, she bit it faster than anyone else, and the sweetness that entered her mouth gradually soothed her heart, and the tears were still printed on her fair and tender face, but her eyes were already bent, and she was holding it by herself. The cup drank with relish.

"Father." Finally, the little one said, "Watermelon is very good."

With a snort, Tony stroked the light blonde hair on his daughter's head.

Daisy's hair is already very long, and she gets up every day and combs it into a beautiful braid.There are always some soft fluff that cannot be combed, floating gently underneath, reminiscent of small animals that are still suckling.

For the daughter of the Stark family, there is a cabinet for the headgear, and even the little pearls on the hair rope are priceless.

Wendy usually does the task of combing Daisy's hair, but when Tony wakes up in the morning, he will also hold a hair tie and a comb to braid his daughter's hair.

The old father is now more and more comfortable combing the little girl's hair. At first, she tied it like a caterpillar, but she couldn't bear it.

Tony Stark can comb the little princess's hair, and no one will believe it when he tells it.

Daisy likes to let her father brush her hair.

On Monday, she went to kindergarten, and when she got up, she ran into the master bedroom, and patted the quilt of her old father who was still in bed and did not know the dawn, and the slapping was very rhythmic.

It's a pity that even if the quilt was made into a bed sheet, the adult who was intoxicated in sleep did not respond, turned over and continued to sleep, looking unshakable.

"Is Daddy sorry?" Daisy asked.

She tiptoed on the edge of the bed to see her father's sleeping face, reached out to touch his beard, it was very prickly, and quickly retracted.

She just watched it quietly for a while, then turned and left.

The old father with his eyes closed had actually been awake a long time ago. Hearing the sound of his daughter leaving, he raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

Then he felt a corner of the quilt lifted, and a gust of air-conditioning air leaked in, and then a soft bag swam all the way to his arms, and the big quilt was thrown off with a whoosh.

"Daddy." Daisy lifted the lid of Tony's left eye and looked, "Can Daddy see me in the dream?"

"What do you think?" Tony asked.

He was forced to open his eyes to see the world, and he didn't get up annoyed. He just stretched out his hand and scratched Daisy's itch, causing the little one to roll out of his arms onto the bed.

The daughter's laughter is really more refreshing than any alarm clock.

The old father lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and he moved very quickly together. After washing, he changed into a new dark gray suit, and the breakfast made by Wendy in the restaurant was still steaming.

Tuanzi, who was wearing a kindergarten uniform, saw his father coming out, and hurried over to hand over the comb: "Here, Dad."

The handsome father in a suit was sitting on the sofa with a hair rope in his mouth, frowning slightly as he tied his daughter's hair. It was not too much to take a few photos.

The light golden hair is tied into a ball on the left and the right, and it is very elastic when pinched by hand.

Daisy loves her hairstyle today, and can't wait to show Sheldon a look at it at Kindergarten.

"I don't think there is anything unusual." Sheldon said.

It's a pity that he didn't appreciate the beauty of the hairstyle, but Missy cheered instead. Hearing that Daisy said Tony had pierced her hair, she nodded and said that Daisy has a cool dad.

"Your hair rope is beautiful." Missy said, "My nails are beautiful."

She held out her little hand.

Daisy saw that Missy's nails were covered with a layer of glitter, and each nail had a different color, which was really beautiful.

"My mother bought me children's cosmetics." Missy said, "My grandma said, I dress up like a little princess."

Daisy nodded in amazement.

Children's cosmetics.

It is the first time that a toddler who has only used baby cream on his face heard about this kind of thing, and it is very novel.

After Daisy came home, she went shopping with Wendy in the supermarket, and she saw the cosmetic box that Missy mentioned in the children's toy section.

There are quite a few things inside, including nail polish, eye shadow, and a small lipstick.

"You can become a little princess." Daisy said to Wendy.

Tuanzi seldom pays attention to toys in the supermarket. After all, there are so many toys that they pile up a room.

But she looked at the small cosmetic box with an expression of wanting to own it, and Wendy bought it.

"Daisy also knows about Amy." Wendy laughed.

"Am I beauty-loving?" Daisy asked.

When they got home and parked the car, Wendy was holding her shopping bag, Daisy was carrying her small suitcase, everyone had a lot to gain.

Tuanzi ran into the living room excitedly, and saw his old father who had no job today and was cooking salted fish at home.

"Dad!" She ran over, carrying the box, and said happily, "My beautiful box."

"What's this?" Tony asked.

He, Ge You, collapsed on the sofa, watching his daughter unpack the box like a Christmas present, and then saw the neatly packed cosmetics inside.

Nowadays, there are more and more toys for children.

Daisy unscrewed the cap of a nail polish to take a look, and even sniffed it. She felt it was very fragrant, but she didn't know how to use it.

She opened another eyeshadow palette and didn't know how to use it.

When she twisted her lipstick and wanted to lick it, the old father finally couldn't bear it anymore, sat up straight, pulled the box to him, and said to the daughter who suddenly loved beauty: "Why do you want to buy this?"

"It's cosmetics, Dad." Daisy said.

"I know it's cosmetics."

"Missy painted on her hand." Daisy said, "It's very beautiful."

Tony squinted his eyes and looked at the ingredient list on the toy box, and threw his hands at Daisy.

The big palm was quickly put on by the daughter who didn't know how to use lipstick.

"This one should be wiped on the mouth." Tony said, "This one is for nails, this one is for eyelids. You can go underground and paint."

There are sixty or seventy minions and models running all over the place.

Daisy discovered the New World, got her father's teachings, and as expected, she hugged the box and took the elevator downstairs.

She has always been a smart child, she can master everything as soon as she learns it. She only needs to transform Bob into an aunt with heavy makeup, and then into Kevin, which is much easier.

But when I was looking for a third model, it happened that the minions were having afternoon tea, and sixty or seventy banana capsules scattered in a rush, vying to share the banana cake. I didn’t forget to share one with Daisy, but I just refused for the time being. Be Daisy's model.

Tuanzi, who had lost the model, sat down on the ground again carrying the box.

Tony was still in the living room, when he heard footsteps, he put down the newspaper in his hand and asked his daughter, "Are you a makeup master now?"

"I'm not, Daddy. They want cake," said Daisy.

She sat down on the small chair in front of her father, and fiddled with the corners of the newspaper with her hands in boredom. She thought of an idea and became happy again: "Can I make Dad beautiful?"

Adults quickly refused: "I don't want it."

The little joy on Tuanzi's face disappeared quickly because of this quick rejection.

Daisy then sat there, continuing to fiddle with the newspaper.

Tony would never let makeup be put on his own face.A dignified chairman of Stark Industries, Iron Man, a mature and charming man, what a decent make-up.

He thought so, so even his little daughter refused without mercy.

Show no mercy.

Tony turned over a page of the newspaper, reading the densely packed words on it, and occasionally slipped his eyes to look at the little fingers flickering under the newspaper.

He turned another page of the newspaper, looking down from time to time.

Daisy was still playing with the newspaper, and she didn't know if her fingers would feel hot, because later, the old father had read that lonely and lonely little finger over and over again.

Then Tuanzi saw her father put the newspaper aside and picked up her box to read: "Can this be washed off quickly after being painted?"

Baby Daisy's third model, taller than the first two, has a thick head of soft brown hair.

She had to stand on the sofa to put eyeshadow on her old father's eyelids.

Daisy didn't want to make herself beautiful, but was more interested in making others beautiful.

Missy was right, and her father was getting more and more beautiful.

"Daddy is like a little princess." Daisy said softly.

She accidentally rubbed the lipstick crookedly, and wiped it with her hand, making her little hand red.

The chairman then had a big mouth.

"I don't feel like a princess at all, ma'am," Tony said.

"May I be the little prince?" Daisy asked. "May I protect you, Daddy?"

Tony pinched her soft little arm: "Thank you. But I'm afraid it will take another ten years."

Noticing that his daughter's lipstick had left his mouth, he stood up, not having the courage to look at himself in the mirror: "It's finished, I'm going to wash my face now."

Just two steps away, an enthusiastic figure rushed into the door of the living room: "I passed by a store, the pineapple pie is delicious, Tony..."

Rhodes ran in and met Tony.

A pair of upper eyes, the old father is not good, and the old father's friends are not good.

The colonel has seen big winds and waves, but he hasn't seen this before. His voice split before he finished speaking: "T... Toni?"

He can guarantee it.At that moment, he saw the eager urge to kill and silence from his friend's eyes.