Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

"Father." Xiaotuanzi's voice called from below softly.

When Daisy was talking with her belly open like this, Tony had been holding that postcard and looking at it for a long time.

If it hadn't been for the slight trembling of the eyelashes for so long, Benben would have drifted to call an ambulance to treat his out-of-body thoughts.

Probably really out of my head.

The emotion surging in those maple syrup-colored pupils was indistinguishable, like clouds and fog.

In the last blink of an eye, everything dissipated into a clear sky.

Baby Daisy was not angry when she was neglected by her father. She barked softly, couldn't hold back her curiosity, and stood up, wanting to see what good things Tony was looking at.

It's a pity that before he raised his head, the stingy old father put away the postcard.

"Dad." Daisy stretched out her hand, "I see."

Too bad it didn't work.

Tony's hand holding the postcard was still behind his back. Facing his daughter's request, he just turned his head: "Don't read it."

Daisy didn't understand it at first, it's just being stingy.

The toddler cake turned over on the father's lap, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he got up and sat on his own, continuing to touch the presents to open.

So it opened until night.

Stark's house was much quieter at night.Because the father and daughter changed their formal attire and wanted to dine at a French restaurant in New York.

The name of the restaurant is Lyon, and it is said that it is named after a little French boy. If you get to the bottom of it, you may be able to hear a touching family story.

"no need."

The story that the waiter wanted to tell was rejected by the client. The billionaire who refused had a carefully trimmed mustache, sparkling eyes when he spoke, and a small daughter. This is a later story.

"Stories don't make things more delicious." At this moment, Tony said while driving, "Counterexamples are deceptive."

He paused and added: "But the food there is delicious, so it's not a lie."

The restaurant he took Daisy to was very large, but there were not many seats, and reservations were often made a month in advance.

Going out for dinner on Christmas is Tony Stark's whim, but he also has a whim, the smart butler arranges it quickly and properly, and the host has to change the clothes to go out.

For the old father, there is another preparation to be a driver.

Wendy and Happy go home for Christmas. There is no nanny at home, and there is no driver when they go out. The chairman is the one who drives the car.

Tony can drive, and he especially likes to drive a sports car. He has been in the driver's seat for many years, but it's a hands-on thing.

The number of times I let my daughter sit alone in the back seat is not much.

Daisy was playing with a headband studded with tiny diamonds, waving it in the car seat.

The little skirt under her coat was champagne color, the same color as the tie Tony was wearing when he went out tonight. The one big and one small looked very harmonious and rich.

The group found it boring.

Dad sat in the front, far away from her, unable to lean out to read the news on his mobile phone, and unable to play finger games, she waved the hairband for a while and then stopped, curled up in the seat, quietly Look at the night view from the car window.

Tony felt that the car was unusually quiet, so he looked up in the rearview mirror.

Even at Christmas, New York City is full of traffic, and the night is still extremely lively.

"Car." Daisy stared at the car window in a daze, her big eyes reflected the backlight of the street lamps, her pupils also turned into a streamer, and she clicked her small mouth to spit out a word.

She turned her head, pointed to the car window, and said to the old father who was concentrating on driving, "Dad's car."

The old father who was concentrating on driving was momentarily inattentive: "I see."

Seeing the door of the restaurant come into view, he slowed down the speed of the car, parked on the side of the road, opened the door and got out of the car to hug his daughter.

The waiter ran over, took the keys and drove the car away, where it was parked with other luxury cars.

The European-style architecture is luxurious and elegant, with warm lighting and candles on the dining table. The snow-white columns support the coffered ceiling, and each grid is cut with eternal blooming flowers.

Daisy snuggled into her father's arms, looking curiously at a good place to have dinner tonight, without making any noise, and when she was put into the children's booth, she saw Tony ordering wine, and wanted to order something herself.

The rich and powerful daughter soon had a cartoon cup in front of her, which was filled with fruit juice. She picked it up and drank it, the whole cup almost covered her face.

Adults can eat much more than children.

The roasted snail meat is fresh, tender and sweet. The combination of minced garlic and butter is just right, which stimulates the aroma of the ingredients without overwhelming the guests. The chestnut cake has a delicate and long taste, sweet but not greasy. Take a sip and gradually taste the tenderness; the lamb meat is also tender , the heat of frying is wrapped in the sauce, and the silver knife and fork are cut open. Before the entrance, the nose is filled with the mouth-watering aroma.

Daisy was really salivating.

Just the delicate small bread before the meal, she ate two with an open appetite. The tender meat can be chewed, and anyone who comes is always welcome. round.

The restaurant sent a small cake, which was not as big as her slap, and it looked very good, with a little gold leaf sprinkled on it. Daisy was greedy and wanted to reach for it when she was full. Seeing that she was about to touch it, the plate suddenly emptied and slowly moved to the Tony came up.

Leaving because of a big hand pinching the edge.

"Here." Daisy said.

"No." Tony said.

"Give."

"No."

The four eyes met, and they were deadlocked.

The last one to give up was the little dumpling whose arms couldn't twist the thighs.

As a defeated underling of her father who has repeatedly lost to her father, she wanted to eat cake again, but she lost interest even if she knew not to give it to her. Like a wilted eggplant, she sat quietly in the seat stroking her fat belly, looking around.

It's not completely meaningless to look at it this way, and you can often find unexpected joy.

Daisy soon saw a familiar figure.

On the opposite table.

A woman eats dinner alone, with elegant movements and elegant eating, much slower than others, as if it is not the food in the mouth that makes the taste buds dance, but the gradual consumption of time.

What should time taste like?

It must be as mellow as wine, if it is left for too long, it will inevitably be astringent in the mouth.

Ripples formed at the corners of his lips.

Diana Prince is still good-looking, with an incomparably heroic beauty between her eyebrows and eyes, and her hands holding paintbrushes look good, but imagining the appearance of holding a weapon is inexplicably more charming.

Tony raised his neck to drink, and when he lowered his eyes to look at his daughter, he followed the line of sight and found the person she was looking at. He felt a little impressed, so he took a second look.

After watching more, I quickly remembered that I saw it at the Children's Museum a week ago.

He silently looked away.

"Auntie." Daisy didn't, pointing at Diana, happily said to her father, "Auntie."

"When you walk out, the whole world is your aunt." The old father didn't take it seriously, and scraped off a small corner of the cake with a small silver fork, which was as small as the knuckle of a little finger, and handed it over to feed his child.

Daisy sucked the cake, tasted it slowly, her mouth was vague and did not say a word, and after she swallowed the sweet mouthful, she still wanted to look at Diana persistently, hoping to look over and back, but she spread her hands. :"without."

Tony took another look.

The place where Diana was originally sitting was empty at the moment, if it wasn't for the leftover meal that didn't leave in time, one would think that the person she saw just now was a hallucination.

What a rush to leave.

Xiaotuanzi was a little disappointed, and this disappointment disappeared in his greed for cakes in a short time. After tasting the sweetness, half of his body would flow out of the baby chair like a cat. .”

The old father smiled and didn't give it.

"Father wants more." Daisy was afraid that he didn't know what he wanted, and pointed with her little hand, "OK?"

This "okay" was well said, Tony had already put the little silver fork away, but when he heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and actually gave it a little more.

There may be a black hole hidden in that round belly, there is only food that I don't like, and there is nothing I can't eat.

However, the old father couldn't let his daughter's belly burst, and let her feed her two mouthfuls of cake, and refused to give it any more.

"Isn't it impolite for you to keep staring at others like this?"

Someone in the next seat is whispering.

"That's a baby."

"Don't babies have the right to privacy?" The man who spoke paused, hesitated, with a little embarrassment, "You like children."

"I don't like children." The woman said, "But I don't think not liking children has anything to do with her cuteness."

At this moment, a third voice joined the conversation, which sounded like an older man: "Do you two have to use such a loud voice when you whisper? Hey, Daniel..."

"Look at me?" The fourth person also spoke - there is no doubt that he is Daniel, and he still seems to be a leader, but he seems unwilling to be a leader at this time, "I have no right to speak."

"I may have a say." said the old father who had been whispering for a long time in his seat.

The neighboring table fell silent for a moment.

Of course, it’s not so serious. Children who peeked at other people were caught, and their backs tightened and their mouths closed in guilty conscience. It didn’t prevent them from glancing over, and they happened to meet Tony’s eyes.

Then moved away silently.

Daisy dug the air in the bowl with a small spoon, not knowing that the atmosphere became tense and awkward. Seeing her father looking at the adults at the next table, she curiously followed suit.

Saw a man with curly hair, a bald man in a hat, a man with thick eyebrows, and a beautiful but strange woman.

"I'm sorry, sir." The curly-haired one first clenched his fist to his lips and coughed to ease the embarrassment. "My companion simply thinks your daughter is cute and has no malice."

"No malice." The lady who sucked the baby through the air quickly raised her hand, attracting the attention of the customers who were dining around, and then put it down again after realizing it.

She was not bothered by such behavior at all. Seeing Tony's expressionless face, she looked at the innocent Daisy, and said with a smile: "If it makes you unhappy, I am willing to do something to make it up."

She reached for the napkin, folded it into a triangle, and bent it into a cone as soon as she held it, and put it to her lips to blow.

As soon as it blew, a big snow-white rabbit came out.

The rabbit was alive, it landed on her lap, couldn't help moving around, and was gently hugged.

Where have little children seen such a miraculous thing?Opened his mouth and laughed, the baby chair could hardly be closed, insisted on coming out, petting the fat rabbit.

The customers next to me were also very surprised, the most surprised one was the waiter, who hurried over, not knowing why, and said incoherently: "Miss, you are dining in our restaurant, that... you can't bring rabbits..."

"Don't worry, sir." The beautiful and strange lady who turned into a rabbit patted the waiter's shoulder very tolerantly, "I never meant to embarrass you. Besides, this is not a rabbit, it's just a napkin."

She was talking with a smile on her face, her hands were not idle, and she suddenly rubbed the rabbit's whole body, the force was a bit too strong, as if she wanted to wring the head off.

The waiter shrank her neck subconsciously, but in the blink of an eye, she saw the rabbit disappearing from her hand, replaced by a cotton candy tied with a ribbon.

"I'm sorry." The lady smiled, "I lost your napkin."

She stood up, approached Daisy with the candy, and saw the baby in the chair laughing happily, "Oh~", covered her heart, and handed the candy to Daisy: "But I found the one for the children." Christmas presents. Happy holidays to you."

Tony didn't speak the whole time.

When the four got up to leave, he didn't say anything, he just looked at the fat cotton candy in Tuanzi's hand, thoughtful.

The waiter who was patted on the shoulder by the strange lady was also thoughtful.

As a customer, it is the customer's freedom to think about how to sit at the table, and it is somewhat unruly for the waiters to be free during working hours.

So the other wait staff slipped over and patted their colleagues on the back.

The little brother was still lost in thought, he was taken aback, realized that he had lost his composure, apologized to the surrounding customers and left.

"What are you thinking?" the colleague asked.

"I'm thinking, the guests at that table just now..." His mind was twitched, and suddenly there was a sudden clarity on his face.

"J. Daniel Atlas, Merritt McKinney, Jack Wilder and Lula." Jarvis gave Tony a few pictures, "Magicians, known as the 'Four Horsemen'. But few After an earth-shattering magic show, he disappeared without a trace, appeared in New York, and the possibility of causing trouble is very high, sir."

The picture given by the smart housekeeper is indeed earth-shattering.

After all, they robbed the Credit National Bank of Paris through magic shows, the sponsors of insurance companies who robbed hundreds of millions of dollars, and the magicians who helped the police catch information criminals with great fanfare.

The female member of the Four Horsemen has been changed, and the original one has no magic show anymore, like a needle thrown into the sea, there is no news.

"Four knights." Tony held his daughter in his arms, saw that the little one wanted to tear apart the cotton candy given by the strange lady Lula, and confiscated it mercilessly, "I have met enough knights."

There are quite a few who make clothes in the UK.

Dad took the marshmallow, but Daisy didn't want to. She twisted her small body in Tony's arms, but when she put it down, she was obedient and would not run around in a fit of anger. It was just that the suit pants that were tightly held were a little bit painful.

"I can give it to you, but I can't eat it." Tony said, "Do you agree?"

Xiaotuanzi's face was full of displeasure, and he just asked for candy with his little hands open.

The old father wanted an answer: "Do you agree?"

After his daughter wrung her hands and said hello slowly, he gave her the candy that changed from a napkin to a rabbit, and then from a rabbit to Nirvana.

After dinner, the street was much deserted.

The colorful lights and snow are still lively, and laughter is like candy, sealed in the glass windows of every household, and cannot be shared with people who are still walking alone under the lights at night like this.

The little baby was very reluctant to be stuffed into the safety seat.

It's fun outside, and there are many novel things, like the magic trick I saw today. Although the house is very big and there are many toys, it is not as interesting as outside.

But sometimes she thinks that her father is surrounded by many people, so she doesn't find it interesting outside.

"No." She leaned her head to see the snow falling outside the window, and whispered.

"I don't want to sleep on the street, thank you." The old father was driving ahead.

Tony stared ahead, diverting between cars. The restaurant was on the Upper East Side, not too far from his villa.

The car drove slowly onto the bridge.

The dark night spreading all over the sky is extraordinarily broad from the bridge, and the originally extremely tall towers suddenly become small when thrown into the sky.

Tony glanced at the tower.

A lot of things are born with a second glance. This statement is true and has been fulfilled time and time again.

But if he didn't look, he wouldn't have noticed the figure standing on the tower in the cold night wind.

Long hair, forehead, battle armor, shield, is a woman - more like a female warrior in mythology, overlooking the entire New York City.

Iron Man's car couldn't drive properly.

"Jarvis." Tony put on his glasses.

The glasses are not ordinary glasses, and the face of the person on the bridge can be seen clearly from a long distance in an instant.

The maple syrup eyes widened.

He opened his eyes wide because of surprise, because of surprise...he only saw this woman in the restaurant where he had dinner tonight.

Diana Prince.

Of course, living in a world full of superheroes, it's normal for people to have two faces.

The identity of Diana Prince was revealed, she is the so-called "Wonder Woman".

As the offspring of the Lord of the Olympus Gods and the Queen of the Amazons, Wonder Woman is infinitely powerful and the most powerful female warrior of the Amazons.

Not only powerful, but also immortal.

If you count her age with your fingers, you may have to count until your hand breaks and you die.

After all, although she looked young, she actually lived five thousand years.

Tony's astonishment didn't last long, before Diana jumped down from the tower before he was even more astonished.

Soon, he knew where she was going.

Because there was a loud bang at the bridgehead, as if something had exploded.

Xiaotuanzi sat behind with his coat covered, trembling from the sudden loud sound, looked at his father uneasily, and found that his father was also looking back at him.

The old father looked at his daughter, and sighed in his throat: "Probably shouldn't go out."

As he said so, he silently accelerated the speed of the car and drove towards the bridge where the accident happened.

A traffic accident, not premeditated, not anti-social, the truck overturned, and it was about to collapse like a mountain and flatten a car in the side lane.

Supporting the truck are a pair of woman's arms.

It was not difficult for the heroine who lifted the tank with her bare hands in World War I to help the overturned truck. The movement was so fast that the driver in the truck didn't lose his mind and thought he died instantly and was already in heaven.

It wouldn't be great if Heaven looked exactly like New York.

Diana leaves the truck to see the owner of the sedan who has had a near-miss with death.

The moment the truck rolled over, the people in the car stepped on the gas pedal, and it flew for a long distance before stopping.

Diana walked over, the car window was lowered, and the woman wearing the gold earring inside was in shock, still clutching her heart and panting.

"It's all right," Diana said.

She felt that the lady looked like a little girl when she was frightened, so she opened the car door and reached out to her: "Do you need my help?"

Inadvertently saw a Christmas gift box stacked on the co-pilot, the card said "for SS", in addition to that, there was a bag containing a coat.

There is a work card in the clothes.

Diana had good eyesight and saw the name on it at a glance, Christine Palmer.

Still a doctor.

Christine took a few breaths, the driveway was not allowed to stop, but after this incident, both ends of the bridge began to slow down and stop, so she also got down, taking advantage of the winter night wind to wipe her face to feel better: "Thank you."

When Tony got out of the car, he saw Diana talking to Christine.

Daisy took her father's hand and saw her aunt in the restaurant from a distance, and she became happy.

However, she glanced to the side and saw a young man covering his forehead. The young man was a slightly injured truck driver with a sad face. Xiaotuanzi looked at her, her happiness decreased a little, and she also felt a little sad .

Fortunately, Diana arrived in time, and there was no danger. The police arrived and dealt with it quickly, the traffic resumed, unrelated people were in unrelated corners, and Christmas was still the same.

No one knows the dialogue between heroes and heroes.

"I didn't know that so many superpowers like to go to New York." Tony said, "Who are you?"

The night wind was blowing, and with Xiaoxue in between, he held a huddled little dough in his arms, while talking, he used his hands to shield Daisy's neck from the wind.

Diana had only looked at Daisy before, but now she glanced at him.

She smiled suddenly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just passing by and won't occupy your jurisdiction, Iron Man."

"You think I'm mean," Tony said.

"I think." Diana leaned forward, hooking Daisy's little hands wrapped in gloves behind her, which made Daisy laugh, so she also followed suit, "Your daughter is very cute."

Tony was about to say something else, when he heard Jarvis say through the miniature earphone: "Sir, the magician I met tonight has announced a public performance."

He was just a little distracted.

But the figure that was close at hand flickered, and he raised his eyes to catch it again, only the night was left.

"The venue of the performance is London, England." Jarvis continued, not knowing the change in Tony's expression, "it will be next week."