Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Los Angeles night.

The whole city is like a huge gem surrounded by mountains, the lights of thousands of houses are the refracted light, the flowing streets show no sign of stopping and threatening, the vehicles are advancing tirelessly on the road illuminated by the street lights, like countless dry ruts Fish, scrambling to flow to distant water sources.

Looking down from the top floor of the hotel is such a fascinating view.

"Pretty." Daisy said softly.

She flew up to the height of half an adult, and her face and two small hands were stuck to the window glass. Although she was still young, she knew that such a beautiful scenery was not enough, so she stared at it for a long time.

After making a fuss during the day, Daisy didn't feel sleepy. She only drank the milk powder prepared by Tony, and could play lively and vigorously for a long time.

Behind Tuanzi, Pep sat in an armchair, silently studying the flying baby.

Daisy can fly, she knows it, but no matter how many times she sees this scene, it still surprises people. Fortunately, it is on the top floor, if it is closer to the ground, people can see a child sticking to the wall, maybe the police will come up and knock on the door .

"Is it fun to fly?" Pep asked.

When Daisy heard the question, she turned to look at her, and flew over slowly, only missing a pair of white wings like a little angel.

"It's fun." Tuanzi said, "I fly very high."

She pointed to the ceiling.

"If I grow up, I will fly to the sky." Daisy said earnestly, "Papa said yes, and I will go home before dinner."

"Both of us can fly now." Pep counted on his fingers. "Do you know what your dad looked like when he first flew?"

Daisy didn't know.

She had an intuition that Pep was going to tell a story, so she became interested, obediently settled down, sat down in another chair, and listened.

The little Kryptonian fell from the sky on Stark Tower long after Tony became Iron Man.

No one becomes a superhero at birth, but Tony Stark's starting point is obviously very high. The first generation of armor is resistant to bullets, and the second generation can go directly to the sky.

"When I found him, he just came back from the outside." Pepto said with his chin in his mouth.

She fell into the memory, showing a helpless smile, "The body is full of bullet holes."

"What's a bullet hole?" Daisy asked.

"He went out to fight with others," Pep said.

Tuanzi was lying on the edge of the armchair - her father often went out to do this kind of thing, but every time he couldn't stop it, so he could only hope that he wouldn't get hurt: "Don't want Dad to fight with others."

"So compared to your ability to fly, he is a little scary."

As Pep said, he turned around and took a look outside the room.

Tony went to the bathroom to take a shower, and he hasn't come out yet, but just in time, she had time to whisper to Daisy for a while.

"He can never stop," Pep said. "Once a hero, always a hero. It's not that easy."

She looked at Daisy: "Do you want to be a hero when you grow up, Daisy?"

Tuanzi hadn't thought about it seriously.

She is almost four years old, life is long, and there are always things to do.

"When I grow up, I want to raise small animals, perform plays, draw pictures, and be a prince." Daisy said, "I can also be a hero, right?"

Pep laughed: "Yes, of course you can."

"My strength is great, and my father has weapons." Daisy thought for a while, "If you want to be a hero, what should you do?"

Such a child, from a wealthy family and exceptional talent, seems to be able to do anything easily.

Ordinary people have far more obstacles.

Pep didn't expect her to ask this. He lowered his head to think for a while, leaned close to the child's ear, and said in a low voice, "I also have superpowers."

The dumpling's mouth was wide open.

It's a big secret, and Tony never tells it.

"I can do things that Tony Stark can't do well." Pep said, "I also have many times more patience than him. Even superheroes, there are always things that can't be done. I can do these things. , then I am also great."

She gave an example: "For example, I can cook."

When Daisy heard this, she felt that it was true.

Tony has many armors, but he can't cook well, and Daisy can fly, but he can't cook well either.

For the Stark father and daughter, who are poor in kitchen talent, meeting a person who can cook well is unintentionally a face-to-face encounter with happiness.

Thinking about it this way, Wendy at home is also very powerful.

Tony opened the bathroom door, hula released a lot of hot air.

The bedroom was quiet. He brushed his hair and walked in. He saw Pep sitting sideways on the edge of the bed and patting the quilt. The little girl wrapped in the quilt fell asleep at some point, her face pink, probably in a dream. Eating delicious food, eyes are bent.

"Is she asleep?" Tony asked.

"Sleep." Pep said.

Speaking of Pepper's superpowers, apart from being very patient and good at cooking, Daisy can actually name one of them.

She can make Dad very gentle.

Tony was of course gentle when he saw Daisy, but the gentleness of adults to children is always different from the gentleness of adults to adults.

What's different?Tuanzi couldn't tell.

Daisy couldn't tell how Pep acquired this ability.

Asked after a long time, Tony gave the answer.

"Pep Potts saw me in armor for the first time, and I just came back from being shot outside." He covered his lips and said slowly, "The first time someone sees my armor, the first time she sees me bullet holes."

Before Daisy fell asleep, she chatted with Pep.

She likes to talk to Pep, staring at Pep's mouth with big eyes after wiping off her lipstick, she finds that she looks more beautiful if she doesn't wipe her mouth red, and her lips are soft and gentle when she sips occasionally, and the words she speaks are also soft .

"You also have superpowers, Pepper." Tuanzi rolled on the bed, rolled into Pep's arms, and whispered next to that warm embrace, "When will you be a hero?"

"I'm already doing it." Pep pulled the quilt for the child.

When did it start?Daisy thought about this question and fell asleep after thinking about it.

The time is really short. After staying in Los Angeles for a few days, I will say goodbye to Pep.

"When will you be back?" Tony asked.

"There is always time to go back." At the time of parting, Pep changed back to the capable and beautiful professional dress, and it was very hard for Happy to carry the big and small gifts for Daisy.

When Tony asked this, she smiled faintly, and pinned a strand of blond hair blown by the wind behind her ear: "Wait a little longer."

The plane took off.

Daisy is watching the news on the sofa with her tablet in her hand. The reporter she likes recently made a news report on environmental pollution, exposing the criminal fact that unscrupulous large enterprises discharge oil pollution into the sea.

Tuanzi thought that if the "Mr. DiCaprio" he met at the museum knew the news, he might be very angry.

He seems to be a person who cares about the environment.

Speaking of which, in Los Angeles, you can meet celebrities casually. Daisy and adults go out to restaurants for dinner, as if Mr. Reynolds is sitting at the next table, who is going to shoot a movie about a man in a red tights.

Daisy watched TV for a while, knowing to protect her eyes, she turned off the tablet and went to find her father.

Tony sat by the plane window.

He didn't speak, the receding cloud seemed very beautiful, and it attracted the maple syrup-colored eyeballs, staring at it and then distracted, wondering what he was thinking.

Even the daughter walked over, but the old father didn't notice.

Tuanzi climbed up to the window seat with his little feet.

"Dad, don't be sad, okay?" She said softly, "We can live with Xiaojiali in the future."

Tony was probably thinking of Pep, Daisy guessed.

As she grew older, she not only had to imitate her tongue, but also began to bring her own thoughts.

"Auntie Xiaona has to leave when she comes, and uncle has to leave when he comes. If you want Xiaojiao to stay at home and don't leave, I'll ask her, okay?" Daisy said.

She knew Pep was different.

"Huh?" Tony returned to his senses, looking away at his child.

Stretching out his big hand to touch Daisy's braid, he said, "Okay, thank you very much."

Tony rolled his eyes, still looking deep, and whispered: "But I'm not sad."

"I'm just hungry," he said.

When he said this, Daisy also felt that her stomach was getting hungry.

They had eaten before boarding the plane, but facing the upcoming parting, the two Starks' appetites were much smaller than usual, and they would be back in New York in six hours, so they didn't buy ready-made dishes.

"I'm hungry too, Dad." Tuanzi said.

The father and daughter suddenly became pitiful.

There are ready-made ingredients in the refrigerator.

And there's Harpy sitting in the cab.

Just no chef.

Tony glanced at Daisy, then at the direction of the kitchen, and suggested, "How about I cook something for you?"

Baby Daisy's mouth is closed.

This is a somewhat embarrassing suggestion. Touching her flat belly, Daisy finally shook her head and rejected the old father's kindness: "Can we go home and eat again?"

"Right." Tony nodded sympathetically.

Pep who can cook is amazing.Daisy began to miss her.

Six hours later, the private plane landed.

But what Tony and Daisy didn't expect was that even after returning home quickly, they couldn't have a hot meal right away.

There is a visitor at home.

The Starks have frequent guests, and everyone is used to it.The face who came today is even more familiar. He can come without warning, or even leave the door. If he wants to, no one will drive him away with his luggage for a month.

"Ah, Mr. Stark." Tony was carrying the bag, and Daisy was also carrying the bag. As soon as they entered the door, before they had time to look up, a figure suddenly appeared and reached out to take the things in their hands.

Startle people.

Tony was startled, and then he saw clearly the tall, thin man standing in front of him, with light brown hair and white skin, and a glowing forehead, who it was if it wasn't a vision.

He didn't fall in love in his own home, but went to Stark's house to eat and drink.

This man has so many days every month.

"I'll help you with your luggage," Vision said.

He didn't go through the door, but passed through the wall, the person disappeared, and the bag was still in the air.

The bag fell to the ground.

With Vision's head and body protruding from the wall, he quickly fished the bag back and said blushingly, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you here?" In the end, the two sat down at the dining table to talk. There was a plate in front of Tony, and a plate in front of Daisy. Vision didn't eat, so he had nothing.

The buns on the plane couldn't satisfy little Daisy Stark's appetite. When her father was talking to Vision, Daisy was jingling and eating meat with a spoon, her face was bulging.

"Meet the netizens." Vision said, "With Jarvis."

"When did you and Jarvis become online friends?" Tony asked.

Not surprising though.

Speaking of which, part of Vision's body should be "Jarvis", and his temper is more or less similar. He is also diligent, and when he doesn't talk to Tony, he talks to Jarvis. When he comes and goes, he sends friends ask.

Wendy and Jarvis used to play black and white games, but now they often add a vision to become three blacks, which is a frightening golden combination in the game industry.

In the game, there are often players whose heads have been blown off their heads and greet them cordially: "Are you f*cking up?!"

"What is cheating?" Vision asked.

Jarvis will explain to him patiently.

The two of them will then patiently explain that for the balance of the game, hacking is a condemnable thing, not to mention the opponent's operation, it is far from the point of cheating.

Even though he was playing a game, the chat history in the chat box could be printed out to three pages.

But such explanations have not worked.

Not only did the players not appease their anger, but they went offline angrily, which is a bit puzzling to say.

Humans are such complex creatures.

"Jarvis is very suitable for being a good friend." Vision said sincerely.

Gentle and knowledgeable, he doesn't beat around the bush, and always gives appropriate compliments.

Who doesn't love Jarvis?nobody.

In order not to let more players lose their gaming experience, the three of them stopped playing moba recently, and instead built a house quietly in the new game.

"Then please go ahead." The chairman spread his hands generously, "You can talk as long as you like, and I don't mind playing games online."

"Vision didn't just come to see Jarvis." Wendy brought dessert and put it on Daisy's plate. "He has something to say."

"What's up?" Tony asked.

"I want to see netizens." Vision said.

Tony's expression became weird: "You've already seen it."

"I'm not just Jarvis and Wendy, Mr. Stark." Vision said.

"Sorry." Tony teased, "I thought you didn't have many friends."

Vision stared at him.

Such a direct gaze, without condemnation or resentment, somehow made people feel a little lack of confidence.Tony coughed.

"You are also my good friend, Mr. Stark." Vision said sincerely.

It's so embarrassing to be so sincere.

"Hmm." Tony turned his face away and said vaguely, "I'm honored."

"I also know someone on the Internet." Vision said, "In fact, I have been researching the Mind Gem. I know that there is a very complicated structure in the gem. I chatted with her by chance and found it very topical."

"'Her'?" Tony took a sip of ice water, "Is Wanda okay?"

Vision's sincere gaze came back again: "Wanda knows."

"Okay, okay." Tony couldn't look directly at this kind of gaze, and turned his face away, "What's the crux of the problem?"

"She said that she will pass by New York in two days, so we can meet up." Vision said, "She should still be a student. She said that her brother is stricter, and she doesn't go out often."

He said: "I don't think I know how to deal with this kind of interpersonal relationship. If she is a minor, I don't know much. So..."

"You want us to meet your online friends?" Tony asked.

Vision nodded, pulled over Jarvis's system interface, pressed back and forth, and clicked out a data box.

"Look, this is [the home has a mine]."