bat baby

Jing Mo was entrusted by her father to Aunt Natasha (not!)

Although he was very unhappy with the oral calculation book, he soon became happy with the gentle Aunt Natasha.

When Penguin left, Jing Mo still hugged his neck and did not let go, trying to get his good friend to stay with him.

Bruce has perfectly transformed his two identities.

As Batman, you can hit as hard as you can, and as Bruce Wayne, you can shoot as generously as you can.

As a thank you to Penguin for taking care of his son, Bruce Wayne gave him sufficient start-up capital, at least the Iceberg Restaurant can open.

Baby Jingmo is a child who is not afraid of giving birth. He took the initiative to stretch out his two arms to line up Iron Man for a hug, and even bumped his little feet to express his urgency.

What can Iron Man do?The baby is so cute, isn't he satisfied?

He picked up Jing Mo and let him sit in his arms, and even shook: "Seriously, baby, although you feel good in your hand, it's time for you to lose weight."

The baby opened his mouth in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"No way! Mom said I'm just right!"

Jingmo is actually not fat, that kind of healthy roundness, as a baby is really cute.

It is the kind that the flower-planting family likes most, the one with three lotus roots on the arms and small pits on the back of the hands.

The baby felt sad, and originally wanted to hug Aunt Natasha, but stretched out his little hand, remembering that Uncle Tony said that he was heavy, so he turned abruptly, facing the captain who had no intersection with him.

The captain didn't expect that the baby would let him hold it. When he took the baby over, he felt the softness in his arms that was still fragrant with milk, and he even breathed lightly uncontrollably.

Fearing that Aunt Natasha might misunderstand, Jing Mo put his arms around the captain's neck, pouted and said, "Mo Mo is heavy, Auntie is tired."

God!Whose little angel is this! So sweet!

He put his arms around the captain's neck and introduced himself: "Uncle, my name is Song Jingmo, and I am three years old this year."

Talking, the little hand wanted to make a gesture of three, but the thumb couldn't hold down the little finger, and the little finger was going to be raised. He still tried his best to push the little finger down, and then made a nondescript four.

Tony covered his mouth, turned his back on them and smiled.

The captain, who was directly hit by this stupid and cute scene, exerted four times his endurance, and the corner of his mouth raised: "Hello, I'm Steve Rogers."

Jing Mo was extremely happy, few people would introduce themselves to him on such an equal footing.

The little baby kicked his little feet happily, and branded a sweet kiss on his new friend's face: "Uncle Steve."

"My God! Baby, you can't call him uncle." Tony took two steps back: "You have to call him grandpa."

Jing Mo was still angry and ignored him.

Tony shrugged: "Okay then, do you know what the hell happened to the Joker?"

Jing Mo shuddered, hid his face in the captain's shoulder, and did not speak.

Tony frowned: "Hey boy! You can't do this! I'm talking to you."

Jing Mo shook his head: "I didn't mean it! But he is a villain, he hurt a lot of people, and those people are very angry! They want to beat him too!"

Tony was a little confused: "Wait, what are you talking about?"

Jing Mo pointed confidently at the intensive care unit: "There are so many people inside!"

Tony suddenly felt chills down his spine: "There is only the clown inside, no one else!"

"You and Dad don't believe me! I said grandpa and grandma were at home, and he would kill me! You asked me to say what happened to the bad uncle, and I told you, you would kill me too! You are all bad guys!"

The baby was very wronged, he rummaged through his small schoolbag, and finally found a small wooden sign.

Pass it to Tony: "Here you are!"

Tony took it in doubt, and wanted to ask, but the baby ignored him in anger, and put his face on the captain's shoulder.

But at the moment Tony didn't care about the little baby who was still throwing a tantrum.

He looked towards the intensive care unit and couldn't help but gasp.

The originally bright and white ward was filled with darkness, and black mist filled the entire ward.

There are still figures appearing and disappearing in the black mist.

Tony closed his eyes, then opened them again, startled.

"Mom?!" Standing in front of him were his parents who died in a car accident many years ago.

It was still the same as he remembered.

The captain and Natasha were a little worried about the situation of Tony who suddenly started talking to himself.

The captain patted Jingmo lightly: "Jingmo, what did you give Tony? What happened to him?"

Jing Mo was exhausted and rubbed his eyes in a daze. Before he could say anything, Tony handed the wooden sign to Steve with a displeased face, and took Jing Mo away.

Jing Mo also nestled in his arms and continued to sleep without any grudges.

No one except Jing Mo knew what Tony had said to his parents.

Uh... In fact, Jing Mo didn't know, because he fell asleep at that time.

However, from that night on, the atmosphere between Tony and the captain was strange.

Jing Mo is an energetic baby, and his schedule is exactly the same as that of the captain.

One is to get up at 5 in the morning and go for a run, and the other is to get up at 5 in the morning and run around the house.

One finished morning exercise at 7 o'clock and went home for dinner, and the other had breakfast at 7 o'clock and went back to sleep...

Tony and Hawkeye, who were quarreled by Jingmo, were in a bad mood. Seeing the baby sleeping peacefully on the sofa, they both wanted to shake him awake.

But in front of Natasha, who was guarding the baby, the two big men secretly ate up all the baby's snacks.

After eating other people's snacks, I remembered that I had a question to ask Jing Mo.

Looking at the snack box that had bottomed out, Tony felt guilty, and asked Happy to buy more snacks. After returning, Baby Jingmo woke up.

"Are you a cat boy?" It was the first time Tony saw a baby who could sleep into a cake.

Well, he has only seen the sleeping posture of a baby in Jingmo.

Tony would never admit that he watched the baby sleep for 10 minutes!

Baby Jingmo got up with sleepy eyes and gave Uncle Tony a sweet kiss with a "paji" first.

Then Lai woke up in his uncle's arms.

"Boy, can you tell me what that wooden sign is?"

Jing Mo just woke up, and looked at Tony suspiciously: "What wooden sign?" With a lazy tone, he elongated his voice.

"It's the wooden sign that let me see...see the dead." The science that he had believed in for decades suddenly overturned his worldview, leaving Tony at a loss.

"It's peach wood, to ward off evil spirits. But this peach tree is from Dushuo Mountain."

The smart housekeeper has automatically searched for information on Dushuo Mountain.

"In the midst of the sea, there is the mountain of Dushuo, on which there is a big peach tree. Its bend is three thousand miles away, and the northeast of its branches is called the gate of ghosts, where ten thousand ghosts come and go."

Tony looked at the text and fell into thought.

Baby Jingmo slid from the sofa to the ground by himself, and went to play around.

When Steve and Hawkeye came out of the training room, they saw the baby who was doing nothing, and said something in passing.

"Jingmo, have you done what you said?"

Baby Jingmo paused for a moment, then pretended not to hear, and quickened his pace to run away.

Hawkeye is fond of children. He has three children himself, and he understands children's thoughts best: "Jing Mo, the captain is calling you."

Baby Jingmo said slowly, "My name is not Jingmo."

Hawkeye raised his eyebrows, and said cooperatively, "Then what's your name?"

"My name is Momo Baby."

Who would call himself a baby? Hawkeye complained in his heart, but cooperated on the face: "Baby Momo, have you done what you said?"

"My name is not Baby Momo."

"Then what's your name?"

"My name is Ping An."

"...you have so many names." Hawkeye couldn't help laughing.

Jingmo nodded his head: "Yes, there are many names."

Hawkeye and the captain looked at each other and smiled, stepped forward to hug the little fat man, and poked his stomach: "Then what's your name?"

Jing Mo was itchy from being poked, "giggled" and laughed straight: "Mom calls me Baby Mo Mo, Uncle Chang Ge calls me Gou Sheng, Aunt Zhao Fen and Aunt Wei Zi call me Mo Bao, Grandpa Huaishu calls me Ping An Aunt Lingzhi told me to live long..."

Jing Mo carefully introduced his names one by one with his little fingers.

With the ubiquitous smart butler, no matter what Jingmo said was called Gousheng or Tie Zhu, there were detailed introductions, so Hawkeye and the captain were silent.

To be reasonable, I really can't accept the so-called "low name is easy to support" in this ancient country.

Even Steve couldn't help thinking that if there was such a saying in the United States at that time, he might be called "Dog Leftover Steve Tiezhu Rogers".