Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

"You're kind of cute too, Dr. Uncle." Daisy said.

"No." Stephen was indifferent to the child's praise, "I don't like being a cute person."

He was about to correct Daisy's address, but he suddenly felt something, raised his eyes to look at the street not far away, immediately stood at attention, took a rest, and hid behind Daisy without hesitation.

Little Daisy Stark had better be a Vajra Barbie with a height of 1.8 meters and muscular body, so as to completely cover such a tall mage.

"Is it a game?" Daisy asked.

She was quickly picked up by Stephen, and the two hid behind the thick-waisted plane tree together.

Stephen poked his head out quietly.

Daisy also poked her head out quietly.

These two portraits are two koalas who have never seen the world, but unfortunately there is no camera to capture this scene.

Daisy saw an aunt wearing a long skirt and a plaid scarf, carrying a handbag, walking slowly from the corner.

When she was in the hospital, Dr. Christine Palmer always tied her hair up and rolled it into a round bun, capable and simple. Now her daily outfit, with her curly hair hanging loose on her shoulders, is different nice.

She was beautiful from the inside out, and Stephen had a good eye.

Christine didn't want to go to the side of the road, and when she approached the gate of the high-end apartment, she began to take out the key and key card.

"It's Auntie." Daisy said softly.

"Not bad." Stephen said.

His current movements and expressions are not like the Supreme Mage, but rather like a detective with a magnifying glass, watching Christine enter the apartment, and then slowly come out from behind the sycamore tree.

The twirling and falling leaves fell on his slightly snow-colored hair, like a withered crown.

Daisy reached out her hand and picked off the leaves for Stephen.

"Why is Auntie angry with you, Uncle?" she asked.

Adults always have all kinds of contradictions, I really don't understand.

If you do something wrong, apologize and then make up.

"I said something that made her sad, probably like this." Stephen looked up.

He seemed to be able to sense Christine's movements, and his eyes slowly rose, staring at the upper and higher floors, but his voice gradually became softer, "Maybe it shouldn't be said."

"Say no more dates?" Daisy asked.

Stephen had a weird face, and finally he was willing to take a little attention from his long-term gaze to look at Daisy: "Tony Stark usually teaches you this?"

He didn't wait for Daisy's answer, and said to himself: "I mean it's not worth it."

Stephen is no longer Doctor Strange, and from a long time ago, to the distant future, he will only be Mage Strange——Master is really upset to hear that, but it is true.

He has to stay in the magic temple in New York, and occasionally shuttles between the other two temples on the earth to maintain peace. If he wants to say how stable his life is, he doesn't believe it, let alone see Christine often.

On Valentine's Day, someone else was on a date, and Dr. Palmer was sitting alone in the duty room.

Even if there is someone to sit with her, but the person who should be there is fighting monsters in the mirror space at that time.

Emotional attachment to a certain level may not be easily diluted by time, but endless and irregular gatherings and partings will.

Stephen once said to Christine that it wasn't worth it, but Christine got off the hook with his words. Not long ago, he couldn't make it to her appointment on time, and when he finally met, he said it wasn't worth it again.

This time Christine didn't stray from the conversation.

She was angry.

"That's the way it is," Stephen said.

After he finished speaking, he looked down at Daisy's big clear blue eyes, and a trace of remorse suddenly flashed in his heart.You shouldn't say this to a child, and she doesn't understand.

Daisy asked: "Does Uncle not like Auntie?"

"No." Stephen said.

He closed his mouth, rolling his Adam's apple twice, as if surrendering: "I like her very much."

It's a big world, but there's no one better than Kristen Palmer.

A gust of wind blew, and more and more leaves fell, and Stephen was piled up into a golden hair.

I'm still talking here, I don't know when I'm going to talk, and even the business will be delayed.

Stephen hugged Daisy into his arms, asked Tuanzi to grab his clothes and hang them up, and while there was no one around, he quietly opened a hole under his feet with a hanging ring.

In the next second, two people fell in.

Then stand on the living room floor of Dr. Kristen Palmer's house.

"I know I should knock on the door first, but there is an elevator outside the door." Stephen said.

He took off the little koala that was hanging on his body and put it on the ground.

Daisy didn't run away, and grabbed Stephen's cloak.

The magic floating cloak also hooked Daisy's chin with the hem of his clothes mischievously.

Dr. Palmer changed her costume in the dressing room and was about to come out to make a cup of hot drink. When she walked to the living room, she realized something was wrong. When she looked up, she saw adults and children appearing in her house out of thin air.

Christine's frightened and heart-covering posture is so skillful and natural. It must not be the first time she has been frightened. She quickly got used to it, stood up with the sofa, restrained her embarrassment, and said, "Why don't you say anything?"

Dr. Palmer was an excellent surgeon and had performed many heart operations, but sooner or later she would be scared by Stephen into letting someone else do her heart operation.

Christine quickly remembered that she was in a deadlocked relationship with Stephen, and raised her hand to point to the door behind them: "The door is there, please go."

"It's not that I'm looking for you." Stephen said.

The kid borrowed from the Starks came in handy at this point.

He put Daisy closer: "Do you remember Tony Stark's daughter? She said she wanted to visit you and brought you a present."

He talked nonsense with his eyes open, didn't string up his lines before coming, and Tuanzi didn't prepare a gift at all.

Daisy only had a sycamore leaf in her hand that she took from Stephen's head. Hearing what the adults said, she picked up the sycamore leaf in a daze and showed it to Christine.

Stephen was right, Christine really liked Daisy.

The relationship between the two of them now is obviously not to the extent of having children. The daughter of the Stark family is a little one, and she is so cute. Christine likes it very much, so she came over and took Daisy to feed her Candy: "I saw you on the live broadcast last time. The meal was delicious."

Baby Daisy's status immediately surpassed that of Doctor Strange and became the guest of Doctor Palmer.

While she was having her snack, Stephen could only stand and watch.

It's really pathetic.

Christine glanced at Stephen who was silent, and finally let him come and sit together.

"Is there really nothing wrong with me?" Christine asked.

Stephen vacated again before sitting on his hot ass.

He stood up, took off his gloves, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Want to see but dare not see, see each other, but can't get out what I want to say.

There is an awkward switch on the adult, once it is triggered, nothing serious can be done.

Daisy thought of her father and Pepper.

Not so with the two of them.

Once there is an awkward situation, both of them have to talk, you and me, the sky is full of words, and it is hard to tell who comes first.

After Stephen left, Christine sat next to Daisy.

"I like you very much, Daisy." Christine said, "but I didn't want to disturb you. Is he going to bring you here?"

Tuanzi ate a small biscuit, heard her ask, and said softly: "Yes."

"He probably doesn't know how to speak." Christine said.

A girlish smile flashed across her face, she put her hand over her heart, and said in a low voice, "But he's still here."

"Uncle said he made auntie sad." Daisy stopped eating and put down the biscuit in her hand while talking, "he said, auntie and him are worthless, but if you don't date uncle, auntie will become very valuable ?"

It's all about what.

But Christine understood.

She said without thinking: "You know, Daisy. I am in the hospital every day, and I see many, many patients. Some people come to the hospital and can go home soon, and some people come and cannot leave .Life is too short."

"In such a limited time, it is very rare to meet someone you like and still be together. He does valuable things, and I do valuable things. When you are free, you can still share each other's lives." Christine said.

She said these words without thinking, as if she had been thinking about them for a long time, and finally said them today.

"Stephen Strange is a very bright genius," Christine whispered to Daisy, "but sometimes, he's like an idiot."

Stephen washed his hands for a long time in the bathroom.

In fact, he didn't really want to wash his hands. It's one thing to think about what to say in his heart, but it's another thing to be unable to say it after meeting him. To put it mildly, the water from the faucet was rushing, just like his thoughts, turning around in the washbasin, as if there was no end.

Someone is knocking on the door.

"Uncle, wash your hands." Daisy said.

She was almost full from biscuits, and Stephen hadn't come out yet.

Stephen opened the bathroom door and let Daisy in.

Tuanzifei was washing his hands on the sink, Stephen looked at the side for a while, and suddenly asked, "Did Christine tell you anything?"

He is indeed a genius, and he can speculate many things that he has not seen with his own eyes.

"Auntie said it." Daisy said.

Stephen lifted his spirits and asked, "What did you say?"

"Auntie said that every minute spent with Uncle is valuable." Daisy said.

Stephen's lips tightened a little.

He seemed to be a little happy suddenly, obviously there was no expression on his face, but Tuanzi felt that he was just a little happy.Then I heard him ask, "What else did you say?"

Daring Daisy came here not only to be an excuse for Doctor Strange, but also to be a mouthpiece.

A bag of biscuits is not enough for payment.

"Why don't you ask me yourself?" Christine stood at the door at some point.

So Stephen stopped looking at Daisy, and looked at Christine silently with his eyes that could see into the distant future.

Christine also looked at him, and a smile gradually slipped from her lips.

After a moment, Stephen put his hand down, covering Daisy's eyes who were looking for a handkerchief to wipe after washing her hands.

Little Daisy Stark lost her way in life in someone else's bathroom and was fed a mouthful of dog food by the way.

Shock!Doctor Strange would do this to a four year old.

After all, Stephen didn't find the wrong person. After leaving Christine's house, his problem was solved. With the blessing of Dr. Palmer, Daisy was surprised to see a little unconcealable tenderness on his face.

Of course, only to Dr. Palmer.

According to the agreement, Stephen brought Daisy back to Stark's house safely.

He has never liked to owe favors to others, and he himself felt that this time he came to the door abruptly. Daisy helped a lot unintentionally. A bag of biscuits might not be enough, so when he handed the dumpling back to Tony, he said more One sentence: "If you want, I can offer you a small payment that you can afford."

He immediately thought of his flat wallet, and added: "Except for money."

Doctor Strange soon regretted it.

Sometimes people have to keep their mouths shut, they have to open their legs at critical moments, and hurry up and escape when things are done.

Otherwise, it will be like now, while baking potatoes for the chairman who exploits the labor force, and at the same time put down the dignity of the great magician, and perform a little magic for them.

Minions also came out to join in the fun.

The Stark family was in the air in front of the villa, blowing the golden wind of late autumn, holding the scalding golden baked potatoes, lowering their heads and blowing, taking a bite with satisfaction, and then looked up to see Stephen using the magic fairy powder flower.

Doctor Strange will probably never visit the Starks' house again.

After the magic show, Stephen was invited to sit down with Tony and eat baked potatoes.

Daisy opened her belly and ate two. If she hadn't eaten a lot of biscuits at Christine's house, she would have eaten half of it. Now she was stroking her stomach contentedly, and went to play games with Benben.

The proud Sorcerer Supreme would not sit down, but his cloak wanted to, and dragged him along.

After drinking the hot drink and eating the potatoes, Stephen will not get up for the time being.

"If you often behave like today, you won't leave a negative stereotype." Tony said to Stephen.

"I don't care," Stephen said.

He glanced at Tony: "Why do you have a negative impression of me?"

"You don't want to hear my evaluation." Tony said, "Your magic is very beautiful."

"That's magic."

Stephen looked around and saw little yellow men running and playing everywhere: "Your house is very lively."

"It's okay." Tony said, "I'm used to it."

Stephen bowed his head to eat a bite of baked potato.

"I also have my excitement." He said.

"Wouldn't that be nice, Mage Supreme?" Tony asked.

He stretched out his arm, holding a can of drink, and raised his hand to Stephen.

Stephen watched him for a while, then picked up his drink and clinked with him.

"Good."