Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

The professor's expression was a little strange.

With such a strange face, he was inexplicably happy, but before others saw it carefully, he restrained his emotions with downcast eyes, and beckoned Qin to come to him.

Qin hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over obediently. Seeing Charles raised his hand, he bowed slightly so that he could easily touch it.

The fingertips with a thin temperature fell on the temples beside the eyes, like sparks ignited in the wind, suddenly burning hot.

Hotness is the tactile sensation when thinking deeply.

A telepath was catching another telepath's dream, and he did follow the trajectory and saw the brash man with two swords.

From the third-person perspective, you can also see the other party squinting and pointing the middle finger at this head.

"He's a mutant too." Charles laughed.

Soon he stopped laughing again: "He has been emotionally unstable recently. I can connect with your thoughts...probably because some things are interlinked."

"Are they all seen as monsters?" Jyn asked.

When she asked this, she turned her eyes away and didn't look at people.

Charles was silent, then smiled and said, "You're not a monster, Jean." He touched his temple with his hand, the same as he had just touched a student, "I had a long period of nervous breakdown. Hearing a lot The inner voice of a person is called a disgusting eavesdropper. Later, I learned to control my ability, and the situation is much better. You are the same."

"Like you." Qin said.

Her gray-blue eyes stared over, as if staring at a piece of sea.

Charles' tolerance is sea.

"No," he said, "you'll be better than me."

He might have something else to say, his thin lips moved slightly, intending to utter a word, but when he raised his eyes and saw a small shadow sneaking in from the door, he stopped his voice with great interest.

The chubby legs were running very fast, and after a while, he was in front of him. While running, Tuanzi looked back, holding a small flower that was given to him by someone, and the flower swayed as he ran.

But the old father has always taught me not to look around when walking.

Tony Stark may not be able to sum up any great life principles, but this one is right.

Daisy ran happily, playing hide-and-seek with the people outside, just afraid that someone would chase her, her little foot tripped suddenly, and her chubby body was about to be slapped to the ground with a "slap" like dough.

There are adults watching in the room, so naturally they can't be shot down.

One second, I saw that the little thing was going to hit the street, and the next second, it was like a bulging transparent air cushion on the ground. It was placed underneath, supporting Daisy in denim overalls, and it rose higher and higher until the whole thing was suspended. up in the air.

Tuanzi's eyes were wide open, and he let out a cry of excitement, flung the flowers in the air with his small hands, and almost instantly left the poor hide-and-seek behind him, puffed his cheeks and blew, wanting to fly even higher.

It's a pity that such fun came too fast and went too fast.

As soon as Qin withdrew her hand, even though the little baby was still fluttering in mid-air, it still wanted the deflated balloon to slowly fly back to the bottom.

But it wasn't the floor underneath, it was a pair of legs on a wheelchair.

As soon as Charles stretched out his hand, he smoothly took Daisy wrapped in overalls, and put it on his leg. He didn't feel his legs, but his heart felt a little soft.

New life is always welcome.

"Daisy Stark." He lowered his head and said slowly, "Hello."

Daisy looked up at him when she heard her name being called.

She doesn't like being hugged by strangers very much.When he was younger than now, when Rhodes first visited her in the villa, he just took the hand from Tony's arms, and the little one writhed wildly, realizing that he couldn't escape the big hand, and wept sadly as soon as his mouth curled down.

I still want my father to hold him in his arms and pat his back slowly, holding his clothes with his little hands. Although his tears were still in his eyes, he was finally willing to give Rhodes a kiss on the cheek.

Now sitting firmly on the professor's lap, the little chubby legs stretched out, following him and bending his eyes.

A soft little hand put on Charles' arm and squeezed it gently.

Charles stared at her.

Perhaps Daisy didn't know what the professor was doing, but Qin felt the subtle fluctuations very clearly, showing surprise on her face, and this surprise soon became doubled because of Charles shaking his head and sighing.

Can't read it.

For the first time, Charles knew that it was not an illusion, but now he confirmed that it couldn't be more thorough, but he couldn't read it.

Jean asked, "Is she a mutant too?"

Charles said no.

When he was talking, even if he didn't raise his eyes, he knew that there was a tall figure with folded arms leaning against the door. He didn't show any embarrassment at hugging and playing with his little daughter, only a little bit of regret.

People are always curious.

Had the father and daughter lived longer in Westchester, his curiosity might have been satisfied by chance.

It's a pity that Tony is leaving this afternoon.

Today is already Sunday, I drove back home, it was just in the evening when I got home, and I was able to make some dinner for Daisy in time for dinner.

Roxy was especially reluctant, she wrapped a big bag full of snacks, hugged the fluffy balls and refused to let go, kissed and kissed until Daisy's face lost the smell of milk.

This little patience is not bad. She had a mouthful of big chirp on the left and a big chirp on the right. The kiss made her mouth pout, but she still managed to bear it. She slowly pulled the wrapper of the marshmallow in her hand, and finally finished eating the candy. Then he twisted unbearably, and stretched out his hand to ask his father to hug him back.

Happy was so bored in the Rolls-Royce that he shook his legs.

Baby Daisy was put in the child safety seat, and she adjusted herself to a comfortable position very habitually, looked at the father who buckled her safety buckle, and then turned her head to look at Grandma Roxy who was tearfully waving a handkerchief outside the car window. I also know how to wave.

"You take me away too!" Roxy's tears were shining, "Da Ke Shi!"

Tony, who was walking over, covered his face with one hand, and was speechless under the palm of his hand.

The car moved.

Leave Roxy's little house, turn around, and go the same way you came.

After passing the tall fence gate of Xavier Gifted Youth School, Happy turned the steering wheel, glanced casually, and said unintentionally, "There is someone."

Daisy was playing with toys with her head down, not knowing what was said before.

Tony's eyes flicked, and he looked along Happy's line of sight, and saw two shadows sitting and standing at the school gate.

The person sitting was in a wheelchair, leaning on the armrests on both sides, with his back straight.

Standing are his students.

Bobby rarely had the courage to say that he would help push the wheelchair when the professor wanted to go out for a walk in the yard. He stood still now, but after standing still for a while, the Rolls-Royce flew away, leaving only a faint smell of car exhaust.

There was no change on Charles's face, as if he didn't come out to give someone away, but just casually looked at the passers-by on the road, and then saw the slanting and fading sunlight hidden among the shadows of the trees, and enjoyed it very much.

There was a moment of silence.

"Professor." After holding back for so long, Bobby murmured, "I forgot to wave."

"It's okay." Charles said.

The black shadow was speeding across the vast highway.

Happy has always liked to drive fast, and especially misses the sensory stimulation brought by the flick of Stark's sports car.

Now it is said to be speeding, but in fact, he dare not drive very fast. There is a baby in the back seat, and he must always take care of her safety.

Daisy has entered a sweet dreamland.

The setting sun was very good. Through the car window, it sprinkled a light and soft layer on her face. Looking sideways, one cheek was flushed.

There was still a puddle of sweet saliva dripping from the small bib around his neck.

The occasional movement of her white and tender little fingers was a slight ripple in the dream.

After another fork, the number of cars on the road gradually increased.

Big red truck, big green truck, black car.

There are also supercars running wildly and radar buzzing.

The old driver Hapi drove steadily, even if he was viciously overtaken by a supercar, he could pass by without changing his face.

The people in the opposite car yelled.

Another big truck behind him was swaying and trying to overtake.

The driver's driving skills were obviously much better than those driving a supercar. After hesitating for a while, seeing that Happy refused to let him, he slowly slowed down the speed of the car.

Just as Hapi followed to slow down the speed of the car, Daka suddenly became an extremely flexible fat man, and in the blink of an eye, the car's buttocks were in front of him, which was unexpected.

Happy howled in the driver's seat.

The wailing was soon reduced to a silently opened mouth.

The big truck was driving very fast, and it was obviously speeding. After overtaking for a while, it gradually became farther and smaller in the field of vision.

But if it wasn't getting farther and farther away, I'm afraid I wouldn't have a chance to see it clearly.

On the roof of the car was a person lying on his side in an enchanting posture.

Red and black tights, red is the base color, black is the shoulder pads, wrist pads, knee pads, or the two long and narrow pieces on the face, from the tip of the eyebrows to the bottom of the eyes.

It doesn't look like a frontal superhero color scheme, but it can be seen that it is a man.

It was also a man with two crossed long knives on his back.

On the roof of the truck, he supported his head with one hand and his waist with the other. He supported and stroked his waist, and slid his hands along the waistline to a certain position near the tailbone.

Pulled a hamburger out of his bulging butt pocket.

Looking at it this way, he wanted to take off the mask to eat, but Happy squinted his eyes and found that he didn't eat it. He punched it down, and the burger became a flat piece of cake.

wasting food.

After the man smashed the hamburger, he must have felt remorse immediately. He jumped up, stood on the top of the truck, and stood still in frustration.

On the second step, it was ejected and lightly landed on another car driving in the opposite direction.

The standard superhero landing is fantastic.

Happy suddenly realized.

The man was simply sitting backwards in the car.