Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

On Saturday, the Stark father and daughter got up very early.

The chairman originally didn't have a fixed time to wake up, and he always fell asleep at any time. Since raising a baby, he has become so regular that he seems to have entered the health-preserving period ahead of time.

Even Jarvis's soft call made him unable to get up, and the moment he saw the dumpling sitting in the cradle waiting for his father and wiping his tears with his small fist, he probably had nothing left.

In all fairness, Daisy is easy to take care of.

She was the clingiest only for a period of time before going to bed and after waking up. She wanted Tony to hold her in her arms and pat her back. The rest of the time she knew he was around, so she was willing to play by herself under the care of the nanny.

"Sir, there's an email from the Secretary of State," Jarvis said during breakfast.

The old father was bored watching the dumpling for dinner.

The newly recruited nanny took a spoonful of vegetable puree and fed it into the little mouth that couldn't wait to open it. The little thing ate very well, because he liked it, his brows and eyes stretched vividly, and his round cheeks moved twice. It went in.

Words from the smart butler really ruined the great early morning hours.

Tony rested his chin in one hand, picked up a peeled and seeded grape with the other hand, and purposely greedy his daughter, and answered Jarvis casually: "You can throw it into the recycling bin after you read it."

"Okay sir, I'll watch it right away," Jarvis said.

The chubby little fingers are hooking up the grapes that are close at hand.

The baby chair obviously restricted Daisy's ability to play. It didn't matter if she couldn't sit or stand. When she found that she couldn't hook it, she changed to fingers, and said to Tony tremblingly, "Yes."

The word "want" was taught yesterday, and I pronounced it very clearly today, so I didn't have to beg eagerly, and I ate sweet grapes smoothly.

Go out after dinner.

Happy came upstairs quickly, took the mother's bag from the nanny while Tony was changing clothes, opened it, and found that there were milk powder, a replacement bottle, a thermos cup with hot water, some wet wipes and diapers, and a A spare set of small clothes.

It's not easy with kids.

While sighing, Xiaotuanzi supported the wall and slowly walked out of the nursery accompanied by the nanny.

The blond-haired baby is wearing a bright yellow skirt with fluffy white trousers underneath. His hair is tied into small round balls on both sides, and some untied fluff is floating underneath.

Daisy walked staggeringly, but she knew she was going to go out, so she ran up excitedly. At the end, she saw that it was not Tony standing in the living room, but Happy, who was bending over and opening his arms towards him with a smile. The smile gradually disappeared, and a Brake on the brakes, and turn to the side.

Surprisingly flexible.

Happy's smile gradually disappeared like the hairline of a man from a certain country.

Daisy Stark is terrified of her family's driver, which is funny.

This is a baby who likes to go out. He is often excited to play outside, and he doesn't want to be carried in the car and brought home.

But if you don’t go back, you have to go back. In the end, it’s either for Tony or Happy to take him away, and it’s useless to cry.

It's not fair to say that it's obviously doing the same bad thing, but Tony is always Daisy's first favorite person, and Happy becomes a bad uncle in her eyes, and he runs away when he sees him.

Happy is so old at heart.

Xiaotuanzi fled to the side and looked around, but didn't see Tony, and then turned around to see Happy two steps forward, coming towards him, he hummed in a panic, and a layer of sparkle was brewing in his eyes, which was super pitiful.

I don't know how I thought I bullied her.

Happy was so angry and funny, he stopped where he was, and raised his hands in surrender: "The big bad wolf won't catch you anymore, my little lady."

That is to say, you have to catch when you should catch, and you can't get rid of the blame you have to bear.

Daisy was still unhappy, and finally heard the familiar footsteps in the corridor, and saw the old father walking towards here wearing a champagne tie, walking over, tiptoeing eagerly for a hug.

When she got her wish and went downstairs in Tony's arms, seeing her little face, she was happy again.

Children are the most difficult creatures in the world.

Parked at the bottom of the underground garage is a Maybach 62. Happy went to open the rear door and watched Tony put the ball that was clutching his suit jacket tightly into the child safety seat, fasten the seat belt, and then turn to Look at the other door on the other side.

Daisy put the doll that Rhodes gave her yesterday.

In fact, it should be given a small toy for grinding teeth - she has teeth recently, and her mouth is always itchy to chew.

"Suddenly want to go to Queens?" Happy glanced at Tony in the rearview mirror. "You really care about the healthy growth of teenagers."

"Regular home visits are for your heart." Tony said, "I have seen your electrocardiogram."

It is not easy to be a driver, but also part-time as a contact between heroes, and occasionally as a babysitter.

But a driver who doesn’t want to be a contact person is not a good nanny. He worked hard to relieve the pressure on the chairman. Happy complained a few words, and he still worked when it was time to work.

Awe-inspiring.

"Don't bite." Tony glanced to the side, reached out and pressed the head of the doll that Daisy put to her mouth, pressed the button to place the partition between the front and rear seats, lit up the phone screen, waved forward, and projected I saw the news screen I watched yesterday on the top.

Two fully loaded trucks can instantly crush a person's body into a patty.

Tuanzi looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at the Spider-Man who had been given a close-up.

"You'll see him soon." Tony closed his eyes, leaning on the car seat to rest, "Peter."

"Skin." Little Daisy imitated her tongue.

"Peter."

"Skin."

It was surprising how much she liked Peter Parker.

I found this out during the last home visit in Queens, and Tony took her there. Before leaving, Happy always sang that he wanted to hug someone, which caused the little ball to grab Peter's shoelaces and cry.

At that time, Daisy couldn't walk, and she would crawl all over the ground when she was in a hurry, but Happy's big hands covered her like a net, which made her cry even more.

Another hand saved her.

When he regained consciousness with tears in his eyes, he was already in the arms of a high school student who exuded the unique youthful atmosphere. He was not very skilled in holding her, so he lowered his head and coaxed her strangely, smiling like a little sun.

... In the final analysis, it is this second favorite that Harpy took the blame for.

The Maybach drives across the Queensboro Bridge.

When they arrived at the small apartment where the rumored neighbor hero Spider-Man lived, Tuanzi had already taken a short nap in the car.

Like the old father, Daisy was also a little bit angry, showing that she was unwilling to move in an unnatural waking state, and she was about to be buried in her arms, and it took a while for her milky little body to crawl out by herself.

The two shoes were worn by Tony, and finally he did not wear his left and right feet backwards like last time.

Looking out through the car window, there was already a high school student wearing a printed white T-shirt of "Theoretical Physics Laboratory" standing at the door of the apartment. He stood nervously and pretended not to be nervous. When he saw the Maybach, he subconsciously took two steps forward.

The car door opened, and what got out was Iron Man in a suit and leather shoes.

Seeing Peter Parker, the small figure in his arms jumped like a fish, pointing to this side and wishing he could fly over immediately with a pair of small wings on his back.

"Hi, Mr. Stark." Peter raised his hand to say hello, and looked away to see the driver coming down to close the door, "Hi, Happy."

He was obviously very happy to see Daisy, so he wanted to come forward immediately, but found that Daisy was able to walk slowly with her little feet on the ground, so he stopped where he was, squatted down, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Come on!" here."

The adult was a few steps away, but Tony didn't stop him, watching the little bright yellow ball running happily.

At this time, Daisy was more flexible than avoiding Happy, her soft hair in a small ball was bouncing on her head, and she was about to fall into Peter's arms, her eyes were crooked with a smile.

But at this moment, the chubby leg stumbled on the ground, and before he could react, he fell to the floor with a "crack".

In the words of the old father, it was like a little fluffy chicken that flew up and fell into a soft egg pancake.