Little Cute Survival Guide [Comprehensive English and American]

At the brightly lit press conference, a beautiful reporter in a black hip-wrapped skirt stopped Tony Stark who was about to leave.

"Mr. Stark, can you answer a few questions?"

Christine, with a hot figure, shook the recording pen in his hand to Tony, with a charming smile on his beautiful face, and said affectionately: "Take a minute of your time."

Miss Reporter's brilliant blond hair successfully made the mustache rich man pause for a second, but it was only for a second.

"You're overtime, little beauty, I've already answered the last question on stage, so I'll be here first today."

Tony glanced at his watch, obviously not surprised by what Christine did, he glanced at the work badge on the other's chest - Vanity Fair reporters always do this, as if they can get exclusive news by stopping him in private .

But Tony Stark, who is famous as a playboy, glanced at the position of the reporter's badge at this moment, obviously making Christine misunderstand this impatient look.

The sexy and hot blonde approached her body very understandingly, her voice was elegant and seductive: "Mr. Stark, if you don't mind a private interview, maybe we can change the place."

If it was normal, this blond beauty would definitely become Stark's new love, but a few days ago, he raised a small antique from the Tang Dynasty. No matter how absurd Tony Stark's life style is, he couldn't let the children see this.

"Private interview? That sounds tempting."

Hapil opened the door, and Tony sat in immediately, and calmly declined the beautiful reporter's embrace: "If I don't have to pick up my niece from school in 10 minutes, I will definitely take you for a ride in a new sports car wind."

He spread his hands pretending to be helpless, and said with a bit of sweet distress: "My niece is a guest in the building. You know, a little girl of this age is so enthusiastic."

This is of course an excuse. It is already six o'clock in the evening, and Arlo has already finished his dinner and is waiting for him to go home.

Think about it, as soon as you open the door, there will be a sweet and soft little girl rushing over, circling around you like a puppy, the little milk voice is asking for your warmth, and only you can be seen in her eyes , as if you were her whole world...

Regardless of whether others are happy or not, Tony himself is secretly happy. I have to say that it feels really good to enjoy the single life and have someone waiting for him at home.

Tony, who was raising a little girl for the first time, showed a rather sweet expression, and said "it smells so sweet" in his heart.

Christine looked at his expression thoughtfully.

Christine, who was circling the two thoughts of "old cows eat young grass" and "rich people really know how to play", showed a polite smile, and said persistently: "Of course, I can understand this. Good luck , Mister Stark."

Before Tony closed the car window, the bold blond beauty handed him a tissue and said suggestively: "I heard that Mr. Obistan will hold an awards ceremony for you in a week, and the Vanity Fair Studio has also received it." Invitation letter, I hope I will not miss this interview opportunity."

Tony casually opened the tissue with the smell of women's perfume, and found that there was an imaginative lip print on the internal test, and a string of private numbers was written on the edge with lipstick.

"...who knows, things change forever."

He shrugged, casually threw the tissue on the back seat of the car, and asked, "How is the first day of Arlo's school life? Can she adapt to the school atmosphere?"

Happy didn't look sideways: "Not bad? She has a high degree of acceptance of modern technology, especially thermal weapons and video games, unlike the time traveler in the movie..."

He considered his words: "Great wisdom is like foolishness."

In fact, Xiao Junluo has adapted well to the modern society and adapted to the modern electronic home in just one week.

After all, Datang's salary technology is very magical. After seeing the works of Tangmen's organ Xiaozhu and Wanhuagong Shengseng, TV doesn't seem so novel.

But the computer's information collection and processing functions, as well as the special existence of Jarvis still amazed her.

Thinking of this, Happy finally couldn't help but said: "Are you the niece you found back in the 40s?"

To be honest, it was the first time he saw a little girl who was frightened by the camera, and she didn't know anything about modern technology, as if she had come from the era of Captain America.

"It's on the farm. Her father's style is relatively old-fashioned."

Tony coughed lightly to cover up, and changed his sitting position by the way, and said uncertainly: "How about her classmates, will you find that A Luo is not familiar with modern technology? You know that little girls from small towns in the countryside are easily shy and inferior .”

"Students? The classmates are very friendly. She also met a little boy named Harry, and they made an appointment to play together tomorrow."

Happy focused on driving: "Actually, I think you are a little overwhelmed, Tony, Arlo has learned to use Google search, believe me, the school will teach her more."

Harry, the Osborne boy?

Tony didn't show any expression, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Junluo used to run freely throughout the Tiance Mansion, but these days she has been bored in the Stark Tower without going out. If Jarvis and Little Clumsy were not there to accompany her to understand this new world, It's already boring.

Tony can see clearly that the little girl is not keen on video games and Barbie dolls, and he has no sense of time when he is busy. It is really difficult to wait for him every day. It is better to get to know the new world and new friends in advance.

It's a pity that the "Iron Man" has not been found yet.

Looking at the rapidly reversing street scene outside the car window, Tony said suddenly, "Have you heard of Iron Man?"

Happy had long been accustomed to his whims, and casually said, "What Iron Man, a new Star Wars character?"

The rich man with a mustache twitched the corner of his mouth calmly: "A character in an ancient Huaguo game is nothing important."

Happy had a "you're kidding me" expression on his face: "With all due respect, Tony, there is no Iron Man in ancient games."

"...What if it's Transformers vs Monkey King?"

Tony didn't intend to involve Happy in this matter just yet, and tried to change the subject with a gag: "Don't you think Iron Man sounds like a little Transformers cub? Maybe he is Optimus Prime and Megatron illegitimate child."

Happy rolled his eyes in shock at the impact of this setting, and said speechlessly, "I'll give you the pen, and you write."

Ten minutes later, Happy parked the car in the garage.

On the way, Tony asked him to abduct him to his favorite cake shop to buy two donuts, and then he took the particularly soft and cute paper box to surprise Xiao Junluo.

In the short few days he spent with Xiao Junluo, while his world view was broken, he also learned more or less about Xiao Antique's past life, and knew how tight her living expenses were when she was raising horses in the military camp.

"Mute, Lao Jia, stop commenting on my body fat percentage, but before that... Is Arlo in the bedroom?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Tony knocked on the bedroom door as a reminder, and then walked in, changing his voice: "Guess who's back?"

Xiaojunluo, who was busy with something on the bed, immediately pricked up her ears, turned her head in a second, her light brown eyes sparkled, and shouted in a milky voice, "Uncle Stark!"

Tony curled the corner of his lower lip reservedly, revealing a left hand behind his back, and shook the beautiful paper bag containing donuts in front of Xiaojunluo's eyes: "Have you waited long, Little Antique, Surprise—"

A Luo's sense of smell has always been very keen, the tip of his nose moved, and he smelled the tempting sweetness in the air almost immediately, and said pleasantly, "It's a pastry!"

"That's right, this is a limited number of 200 donuts sold every day, and the store is usually closed at this time."

Tony handed the donut to the little milk dog Arlo, and said lightly: "But that's not a problem, I've already bought that store... Well, what are you doing?"

Only then did he notice that the little guy had moved a stool by himself and was hanging a Captain America-themed decorative painting on the wall, which was exactly the same as the one beside his bed.

"...I asked Sister Pepper to help me prepare this."

Xiao Junluo was a little embarrassed: "I saw his decorative paintings in your room. Sister Pepper said that you still have a whole room of US team figures and body soldiers."

Tony said calmly, "It's nothing surprising, after all, the childhood idol of all American citizens is Captain America."

"Harry said the same thing, you all like him."

Arlo nodded in agreement, and said seriously: "I heard Harry tell a lot of stories about Captain America today, and I also like Captain America very much... as much as I like you."

Tony: "...well kid, thanks for putting a playboy on the same level as an all-American moral model."

I don't know why, but there is a faint feeling of my old father being jealous in his heart.

But thinking about it, it is impossible for Captain America to suddenly jump out of the ground and snatch his niece, the rich man with a mustache calmly let go of his heart.

Seeing that Xiao Junluo started to gnaw donuts like a little hamster after asking him if he wanted a bite, the breeder Tony Stark was filled with sadness and relief.

During the war, A Luo ate bean cakes eaten by horses, drank sewage from roadside ditches, and competed with other beggars for a dirty steamed bun when he was hungry.

It was hard for anyone to believe that this earnest and stubborn little girl who looked as immature and cute as a doll would have such a miserable past.

Girls need to be rich. Although Tony has no plans to get married and have children yet, if he has a daughter in the future, he will definitely give her the best in the world.

"It seems that today's supper can be ordered less."

Tony loosened his tie, and his expression was rarely relaxed: "Eat slowly, it's good for digestion, Little Antique, and you can tell it some good news when you go to see Salsa later."

Facing Xiao Junluo's suspicious gaze, he quickly pulled the corner of his lower lip: "I bought a horse riding club, and tomorrow it can go out for a few laps freely."

"!!!"

The little Tiance who "gets married with a basket of horse grass" looked at him in shock, and didn't even bother to eat donuts.

What, what Mr. Stark, this is obviously the patron's father!

Keep it simple, Dad!