Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

When Daisy found out that she liked Damian, her heart beat hard.

She and Damian were sitting on a high billboard, and they had just finished a battle with the evil forces. The other party was about to shoot, she blocked the muzzle of the gun with her hand, swung her elbow, and killed the person the moment the bullet was fired. Knocked down.

It's heroic, it's cool, it's not encouraging at all, you have to be a superhero, and they don't do it very often, you can't pierce your hands, but it still hurts when the bullet explodes.

Daisy quietly rubbed her hands on her legs.

Damian was taking off the blindfold, and he didn't know which corner of his head still had eyes. He obviously didn't look at Daisy, but he captured Daisy's small movements accurately, and finally turned to her and said, "Hand."

"Hand, what hand?" Daisy felt guilty.

Damian frowned and held out his hand to her.

His hands were really big, and he could easily wrap Daisy's hands. He grabbed her over and checked her carefully, and after confirming that she was not injured, he released his five fingers.

There is nothing unusual about touching hands, and it is nothing unusual to look at injuries, but when the skin is in contact with each other, Daisy suddenly trembles, like an electric shock, her heart beats wildly, and her cheeks start to heat up.

Don't blame the stars, don't blame the moon, don't blame the flickering neon lights, it can only be a coincidence, otherwise no one can explain it. We have known each other for more than ten years, but why haven't we blushed like this thousands of days ago.

My friend Missy wanted to explain: "The time has come, don't doubt it."

She immediately sighed, "Why is it Damian?"

"Damian is fine," Daisy said. "He's good-looking and a nice person, isn't he?"

Damian has now grown into a proper and charming man, with wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs. His handsome face is full of peach blossoms, but it is a pity that there is always a cold arrogance on his face. It will show a ferocious look about to stab someone with a knife, which makes the pretty girl unbearable.

Daisy can take it, because she is no ordinary pretty little girl.

Daisy, who went to college at the age of 19, is already a big beauty with a protruding front and back. She has a rich buff and an inviolable sense of justice. She doesn't like either.

She likes Damian now.

"Ah, not bad." Missy rested her chin lazily at the other end of the video, "Then you two should be together."

Daisy is willing to fall in love with Damian, but she doesn't know if Damian likes her or not.

After she went to college, she spent a lot of time with Damian inexplicably. Damian was very busy but always appeared when he needed it most. Sometimes in New York, sometimes in Gotham, Daisy took the criminal Rushing into a dead end and trying to catch a turtle in the urn, Damian arrived on the back foot and caught the turtle for her neatly.

"I tracked him down." Daisy was very unconvinced.

Damian put away the cold knife, pulled down the hood, and said to her stiffly: "Is New York very peaceful, you keep running to Gotham."

"You don't care." Daisy said, "I want to come to Gotham to find your father and Alfred."

Damian didn't speak, just stared at her with a complicated expression, and finally snorted coldly, grabbed the criminal and walked away.

He told Daisy not to go to Gotham all the time, but he himself didn't often go to New York, and he would call Daisy out for dinner when he arrived. The more times, the old father Tony became vigilant: "That kid in the Wayne family Why do I keep asking you out?"

Damian is no longer a brat, he is a powerful big man.

"This makes it look even more suspicious," Tony said.

The father told his daughter: "If he takes you to do bad things, don't agree. Don't use him as an example. A Loki is enough for me."

Tony made a mistake. Daisy did not take Damian as a role model. She regarded him as an object and was going to pursue him.

Because Missy said, "I don't know if I like you or not until I chase after you."

Daisy thinks it makes sense, and puts a lot of effort into pursuing Damian.

Soon, many roses were sent to Wayne Manor, and they were given to the youngest young master of their family by name.

"Someone sent flowers to Master Damian, this is going to change." Alfred scanned the roses with great fanfare before signing for them, and also conducted a toxicity test to confirm that it was indeed someone who wanted to pursue rather than assassinate Damian. Afterwards, Mian accepted the flowers with mixed feelings, and sent all the flowers to Damian's room.

It was night, and Damian dragged his exhausted body back home, intending to fall asleep until the next morning. When he opened the door, he saw a room full of roses.

"..."

The young master in his 20s had a sudden drop in air pressure: "Alfred, what's going on?"

"It was given by an anonymous suitor." The old butler said leisurely, "It's hard to turn down the kindness, Master Damian."

It's not in vain for him to stay up until this point at his age, just seeing Damian's face with a pimple in his throat is enough to pay for it.

Alfred went to bed contentedly, and Damian was disturbed by the smell of flowers. Although he changed the room, he still didn't sleep well all night.

Two days after the flowers were sent, Damian didn't make any movement. After thinking about it, Daisy felt that she didn't send the flowers right.

"Shouldn't be anonymous, should it?" she asked Missy.

Missy, who was covered with every leaf in the thousands of flowers, didn't take it seriously: "Who else will send him flowers besides you? You can guess it right away."

"Really?" Daisy was dubious.

She felt that she needed to add more fire, and began to give gifts to Damian openly.

At the weekend, Daisy asked Damian out to show him a big guy covered in flannelette in the clearing.

"What's this?" Damian asked.

"It's for you." Daisy said.

She lifted the flannelette with a huff, revealing a brand new Maybach underneath.

Damian was expressionless.

He was really cold, not as cute as when he was praised fiercely, with his hands in his pockets, he asked her: "What does this mean?"

"I just want to give it to you, it doesn't mean anything." Daisy blinked.

Damian clearly doesn't believe it.

Whether he believed it or not, Daisy ran away after delivering the gift, without giving him any chance to return it.

Wayne's family is also very rich, Damian is the one who can be moved by her little money.

Daisy thought so in her heart, and sent many things to Damian one after another. The big and small bags were sent to Wayne Manor. I would be amazed if I didn't receive a gift any day.

Daisy felt that she had already hinted very clearly, but she didn't know that Damian didn't like it, accepted her gift, and then gave more gifts in return, so she almost sent money directly to Daisy's card.

"The way you rich people get along is really special." Missy said.

Daisy felt really distressed that the gift could not impress Damian.

"A lot of liking starts from being moved." Missy advised Daisy, "You have to help him, influence him, and make him rely on you and believe in you wholeheartedly."

Daisy suddenly realized.

She decided to come to a heroic rescue, and let Damian see that she is reliable, full of security, and can be relied on.

This is not easy, because although her fighting power is beyond the charts, Damian's fighting power is not weak. As the son of Batman and the heir of the League of Assassins, he can wipe out a regiment by himself.

But opportunities are like overtime, they always come suddenly. The decepticons lurking on the earth appeared in New York and began to do evil again. However, there is only one weak one, and it is not difficult to deal with, so the Avengers only needs to dispatch the most enthusiastic Dai Qian.

As soon as Steve said that he could formulate a plan of action, Daisy rushed out. Looking at her fleeting back, everyone sighed, after all, she is the daughter of the Stark family, and the belief of "action is the only plan" is passed on. 100%.

In fact, Daisy was not the only one who cleaned up the Decepticons. Damian happened to be in New York that day, and the two of them cooperated perfectly, smashing the Decepticons into a pile of parts.

Damian accidentally missed in the middle, and the Decepticon snatched the knife. He was hit hard on the arm, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

How could he be willing to let go of his vengeful character, Daisy punched the Decepticon immobilized, he seized the opportunity to get back the knife, when the throat pierced through, metal collided with metal.

After cleaning up the Decepticons, Daisy came to Damian and wanted to ask her if she was handsome in the scene where the hero rescued the beauty just now. Before she could say anything, she saw Damian turning his wrist and immediately realized that it was time to show off her femininity. He asked with concern: "Damian, is your hand okay?"

"It's okay." Damian's stinky face softened a lot when Daisy approached.

"This needs to be bandaged." Daisy said, "Bandage it immediately."

"No need." Damian said, "A little bit..."

He couldn't speak very quickly, because the world was spinning in the next second, his feet were light, and he was hugged by Daisy.

A real warrior should embrace the man she likes.

Daisy is not only a real warrior, but also a warrior who is ignorant of the current affairs. Damian's face turned black into charcoal in an instant. She didn't seem to notice it, and said enthusiastically, "I'll take you back!"

"It's very inappropriate for you to do this," Damian said.

He spoke in a spirited manner, but the tips of his ears turned red slightly, and he turned his face to the side stiffly, unwilling to look into Daisy's eyes.

"Why?" Daisy said seriously, "I'm worried about you."

It’s okay if she didn’t say this, but when she said it, Damian suddenly got angry, rolled over from Daisy’s arms, stood tall and tall in front of her, and said aggressively: “These days, you do a bunch of strange things , what exactly do you want?"

"Don't you like my gift?" Daisy asked.

"like."

"Then you don't want to contact me."

"Not at all."

"Do I care about you?"

"no!"

"I'll send you flowers, you know?"

Damian paused, and said awkwardly, "I know."

"You don't like flowers," said Daisy.

"I didn't say I didn't like it."

"Does that like me?"

Damian was stunned, and Daisy was also stunned when she saw him stunned.

The two stood facing each other, letting the wreckage of the Decepticon act as a light bulb, silent for a long time.

Daisy saw with her own eyes that Damian's face turned red bit by bit, spreading from the tips of the ears to the whole face, spreading to the neck with an unstoppable momentum, the red was so hot that he needed someone to blow him to prevent his head Crashes in high temperature environment.

"I..." Damian took a step back, stammering.

He also behaved like this sometimes, where he still looked like the child of the devil, Daisy was the little devil who made people speechless.

"Do you like it?" Daisy asked.

As soon as the words started, she forgot all the tricks she used to play hard to get, and only frankly remained: "I like you very much, I want you to be my boyfriend, and I will rush ahead of you in future fights. What do you want to eat and play with? I bought it all for you, cared for you, pampered you, took care of you when you were sick."

Overwhelmed by Daisy's majestic girlfriend power, Damian waved his hands twice before stopping her, and whispered, "I'm not that free."

"What?" Daisy asked nervously.

"I don't have that much free time. I often come to New York." Damian said, "It's just because New York has people I want to meet."

Daisy was even more nervous: "Who is it?"

Damian choked speechlessly: "It's you."

"Ah..." Daisy was dumbfounded.

She reacted quickly, bending her eyes and laughing: "I like you, and you like me too, that's good!"

"It's not good at all." Damian said, "Don't pick me up casually in the future."

"It makes you very upset, doesn't it?" Daisy asked.

"No." Damian said.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Daisy in his arms, his face was still red, but he had already recovered his stinking expression, and said arrogantly: "I want you to be hugged."

Daisy was willing to accommodate his little preference, and nestled in his arms with a sweet heart.

After such a sweet princess hug lasted for five seconds, Daisy was put down by Damian.

"Am I too heavy?" Daisy asked.

She thought he was going to carry her away.

"No." Damian said, "Hand hurts."