How to be a hero with Crispy Skin Cure

On Christmas Eve, Fiona received a special gift.

Caroline sent a pink potion through the mailbox function.

It is written in the function introduction that drinking it can have a good dream, and it is likely to be the happiest memory of childhood.

childhood...

Fiona doesn't really remember much.

It should be good if you can recall it through dreams.

After saying good night to everyone in the Avengers, Fiona got into bed and drank the potion in one gulp.

The effect was quick, and she immediately felt full of sleepiness sweeping towards her.

Fiona closed her eyes, perfectly missing an urgent email from Caroline.

[Don't drink, my brother got confused!That one is not a dream potion, but a new formula I researched! 】

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In the morning, Fiona's body clock reminded her to open her eyes.

She wanted to get up in a daze, but when she sat up, she felt that something was wrong—strange, she was wearing pajamas and pajamas last night, why did she suddenly turn into a nightdress?

Fiona touched the clothes on her body, it was still the familiar bowknot, it was the pajamas she was wearing last night.

Wait, this little hand...

Where are her hands so small? !

"Vis, are you there?"

Even the voice of speaking has changed!Where did this childish voice come from?

V?I?S? was clearly intimidated by her too.He called her by name again, "Miss Fiona?"

"It's me." Fiona said anxiously, "What's going on?"

She pinched her own arm, and the child's delicate skin soon showed red marks.Fiona felt the pain, a reality she couldn't comprehend.

The goods are not right, this is not a dream.

When she checked her mailbox again, there was not only the email she missed last night, but also a new one.

[It seems that you have already drank it.I haven't researched its antidote yet, but the validity period should not be very long, give yourself some new experience. Merry Christmas. 】

Fiona:  …

She doesn't want this experience, help!

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The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked, and we are talking about this moment.

The rest of the Avengers are overjoyed as Fiona agonizes over being reverted to a juvenile body.Especially Tony, the smile on his face never stopped.

He said: "Oh, this is really a regrettable oolong..."

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It's a pity, but you should restrain yourself a little bit, don't laugh so obviously, hey!

Tony held little Fiona in his arms, and kissed her on the forehead several times in a row.

"You're so cute, Daddy's sweetheart. I've sent people to buy a lot of beautiful little dresses. Let's pick them out later, shall we?"

Fiona pouted: "Don't buy so many, I will change back soon!"

Tony: Don't listen, don't listen, Annie recites the scriptures.

Woohoo, it turned out that her voice was even softer when she was a child.Even if it is an exclamation sentence, it sounds like being coquettish.

Steve looked at him hot-eyed: "Give me a hug too."

Good, very cute child.

The watery eyes, the pink lips, and the soft and sweet voice when speaking make people feel like they have plunged into the clouds, and it still smells like strawberries.

He stretched out his longing hands, but was glared at by Tony:

"What's the matter with you? Is it plausible to hug girls casually? You don't abide by masculinity!"

Steve:?

Did you see the question mark on his forehead, so what qualifications does playboy Stark have to judge him like this!

Clint couldn't bear the online guidance, "Tony, you're holding the baby in the wrong position. If you hold the baby like this, Feifei will feel uncomfortable."

The experienced daddy Hawkeye took Fiona naturally as he spoke, "Look at me, hold her like I do. This arm needs to support her."

Steve seemed to understand something.

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He stretched out his hand again, "I'll try it too, I haven't held such a small child before. Learn it now, and you'll have experience in the future."

Even if it was used as a teaching tool, Fiona didn't look annoyed.She came to Steve's arms obediently, and stretched out her little hand to grab his collar.

Looking at her innocent and pure face like an angel, Steve felt his heart was about to melt.

He unconsciously lowered his voice, and spoke to her in a coaxing tone:

"Feifei, can I take you to have breakfast? Today's toast is very good, and your favorite jam has just arrived."

Fiona kicked lightly, "No, you put me down. I can go by myself."

Her strength was already small, and it was even more negligible when she returned to her childhood.Steve didn't feel pain at all, but felt sweet in his heart.

When girls say no, they often don't really want it.

This is what Natasha said, and what Steve wrote down in his little notebook.

He applied what he learned: "It's okay, I can hold you all the time."

The kind that never lets go.

If Santa Claus can really grant wishes, Steve wants such a daughter.

How nice it would be to look like her daughter.