Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Tony's good memory has never been used for irrelevant people and things, but Bruce Wayne is different.

Don't say that they once ran into each other at the auction before, because Tony knew he was the Batman of Gotham City, so he couldn't ignore it when they ran into each other face to face.

Going out on vacation, there is only one road in the middle.

This is probably the luck that can only be accumulated if you draw 3000 cards in a row and fail to hit the SSR, and lose all the bets to your opponent.

It's a pity that such luck may not be used by the chairman himself.

The two rich men stared at each other so long and intently, their eyes met, and undercurrents surged, like a transparent little person in the air fighting each other, throwing money in each other's face with a big bag when they disagreed.

Bi Lu who was standing on the side looked up silently, and tactfully let the two people stand still and look at each other.

Look down and see each other. During the time we lived in Helsinki, there were many opportunities to look at each other.

Daisy, who was huddled in her father's arms and fiddled with the fluffy earbags on her head, didn't know what was the meaning of standing behind the car. Her round body moved, and she looked curiously at her father's chin, then at the black The car, and the black person on the opposite side.

It was the locked door behind Bruce that broke the silence first.

Inside the door stood a little boy.

He is not very old, he looks about ten years old, with a beautiful face, black hair and green eyes, but his expression is mature, like a little adult.

Others didn't know that the driver who brought Bruce was from Wayne's family, so before he knew that the master was leaving, he suddenly said that he would bring the young master Damian with him.

But this so-called young master is too independent and always has his own opinions. To put it bluntly, he is capricious and arrogant. He gets up in the morning to practice swords and cut down the shrubs in the garden. Things like this are not surprising, like now, Damian didn't wait for his father to fly to Helsinki ahead of time, and turned upside down in the villa, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

The driver of Wayne's house handed over the gate key to Bruce, stepped back respectfully, and said, "Please tell me anytime you need it, sir."

Bruce had already turned to his son, beckoning, and asked the driver to drive away.

There is no harm without comparison. I am also an old father. Tony Stark has raised a child for more than a year. There are always more comfortable times than tired ones. The baby smells like milk when held in his arms. The tone has already softened.

Bruce Wayne felt a headache.

When Tony led Daisy into the gate of the villa, Bruce was still saying to his son Damian who was blocking the door: "Let me in."

The servants are already waiting in the villa.

The dinner was prepared shortly before Stark's father and daughter arrived, and they stood outside for a while, and now they came in just in time for dinner.

The holiday villa does not provide childcare services. Fortunately, Xiaotuanzi is worry-free. They sit obediently on the chairs and eat whatever they give, and they are not very picky about Finnish food.

She squeezed the Karelian pie in her little hand, took a sip of the soup, and then bit into a little pie. The skin was crispy, and the chopped carrots made it soft, which was very suitable for young children.

The chef also steamed big and round chestnuts, peeled the shells, mashed them and fed them, and ate half a bowl.

The villa is near the sea and can see a good night view.

Tony has no time to watch the night scene.

After dinner, he wanted the little one in the family to go to bed earlier, so he took a bath in the bathroom, his pants were wet, and he ordered the servant to dry Daisy's hair before leaving, and went into the bathroom by himself.

Xiaotuanzi was wearing a one-piece plush tiger pajamas, and he was as energetic as a little tiger. He slipped around the room, so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Benben is not here, she has lost a playmate, dragging the pillow on the sofa and playing like a puppy, seeing Dad sitting by the window, not looking outside, just looking down at the phone, happily passing by, wanting to squeeze together to watch .

"Why is Bruce Wayne here?" Tony opened several interfaces.

He didn't find any useful information, so his daughter ran over again, and simply raised her hand to wipe the screen, leaving it alone: ​​"It doesn't matter whether he is with me or not."

The little tiger was in his arms by himself, saving the old father the trouble of catching people everywhere to brush their teeth.

At first it was just gargling, but the baby got bigger and started to brush his teeth.

Daisy doesn't like brushing her teeth.

But she likes sweet strawberry-flavored toothpaste, and every time she wants to eat a bit of sweetness the size of soybeans on the toothbrush, her father firmly stops her.

"dad."

Xiaotuanzi was carried away, and it seemed that he was going to the bathroom, his fat legs were kicking straight, his hands were shaking, "No."

"It will cause tooth decay." The old father said exactly what he said.

The little one tried his best: "No tooth decay..."

Tooth decay or not, in the end they were locked in the bathroom with warm lights, like a kitten afraid of taking a bath, they were placed firmly in front of the adults, opened their mouths helplessly, and let Tony brush his teeth with a baby toothbrush in front of the mirror .

Adults have adult worries.

Xiaotuanzi ate a lot of things into her mouth, but rarely spit them out. The strawberry-flavored toothpaste was tempting, and she had to swallow it every time, so she had to put a cold face on her face before she swallowed it: "Don't swallow it."

After tossing like this for a while, I can sleep.

There was no special crib, and there were two figures, one big and one small, lying on their stomachs in front of the warm fireplace in the big bedroom.

There are many fire hazards in such a traditional heating method, of course Tony does not consider it, so in front of him is an electric fireplace for heating, with some visual effects added to the firelight, no matter what form it is, it is safe and practical.

The baby in the little tiger's pajamas rested his hand on his chin and listened intently to his father's story about Santa Claus.

The sound of the storybook turning made the surrounding air quiet.

While listening, Daisy quietly kicked the tiger's tail with her small feet, lying on her stomach like dough.

"Santa Claus then drove the sleigh cart pulled by the reindeer..." the old father lowered his voice, "throwing presents down the chimney into the house."

He paused, "It's a lie. When I was a child, every time my mother put a gift in the stocking, I could hear it clearly."

Tony said, turning to look at his daughter.

Daisy was lying on her side, looking at this side innocently, and immediately laughed when her father came to see her.

He was speechless.

After a while, he said, "If you want to believe it, just believe it."

Believe it, and fall into a dream.

The father and son in the villa opposite may not be able to sleep so soundly.

Bruce didn't drink last night. He got up early today, opened the gate of the villa, and stood in the yard looking at the snow that had accumulated late last night.

Taking a breath of air, it was clean and cold, instantly driving away the chaos in my mind, and my whole body became sober.

He was still wearing a suit, all black, without a tie, and the collar was loosely buttoned.

The villa on the opposite side seemed to have woken up in the morning light, and saw the servants busy in the window, but the door was closed tightly.

Tony Stark.Bruce muttered the name silently.

Iron Man is so high-profile, there is no need to hide the identity of a superhero, and it is impossible to hide it at all.

They know each other well, and they don't say anything when they face each other. The superficial exchanges between these two people are also very interesting.

Just as Bruce was about to turn around and enter the room, he suddenly heard a voice from the opposite side. When he looked up, he saw the door open, and a small light-blond head poked out from behind the door frame.

"Wow." Xiaotuanzi exclaimed.

She just got up not long ago, changed her clothes, hadn't eaten breakfast, and was excited to run out of the house to play.

Tony got up later than her and let the servants take it. He got a cup of coffee in the back with his hair messy, and he was wearing very casual clothes.

The contrast between New York style and Gotham style is obvious.

Therefore, when Daisy ran out, Bruce not only saw her, but also saw the richest man in New York who was dressed casually behind him, his expression did not change at all.

Tony was also expressionless.

Daisy stepped into the snow, but fortunately it was not deep, and she could move forward smoothly with such short legs. She was as happy as a reindeer pulling a sleigh for Santa Claus, walking happily, with gloved hands I also dug a handful of snow and sprinkled it like salt.

"Father!" Little Naiyin yelled tenderly, asking Dad to also take a look at the snow.

That flushed face is really lovely to look at.

Bruce Wayne himself has a son, and only a son. From the perspective of parent-child relationship, he cannot be regarded as a father who can take care of children.

But if his butler Alfred was standing at the door of the villa at this time, he should remember that Bruce hugged Daisy.

In the concert hall, it was unexpected, and a photo was taken as a souvenir.It's a pity that I was afraid that the young master at home would make trouble if he saw it, so he hid it.

Bruce remembered too.

He originally planned to go back to the house, but after Daisy ran out, her footsteps did not move, although her expression did not change, her gaze was following the small round figure in the snow across the street.

Maybe feel a little fun for children.

After watching this for a while, a shadow came silently behind him, and stood at the door, watching silently.

Bruce wasn't unaware.

As soon as Damian's footsteps approached, even with his back turned, Batman had already noticed it, but he didn't speak, and only turned to take a look when his ten-year-old son stood still.

The father and son even stood at a distance.

Damian crossed his arms, and the little figure playing with the snow was reflected in the green eyes. When he narrowed his eyes, the reflection in his eyes became much narrower, as if he was about to squeeze out of the eye sockets.

He snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "Why, do you like the one who hasn't even weaned the milk?"