Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

The little gecko of Stark's family finally didn't paste the glass door again today.

Last night, Tony collected the photo album, put his daughter to sleep, and drank alone at the family bar until late, and went back to sleep in the bedroom after the heavy snow stopped.

The smell of alcohol on his body was a bit strong. He was afraid that he would smoke the baby, so he took a shower before entering the room, and opened the door with warm steam.

Although her movements were light, when she approached the cradle, Daisy, who was lying facing the sky, turned over. There were waves in her dream, her little eyebrows were furrowed, and she got into the quilt before she fell asleep again with a long breath.

Tony reached out and patted the soft quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, and turned to go to bed.

The back of my head just touched the pillow, and I fell asleep very quickly. I had no dreams all night, and slept until the sun was in the sky the next day.

During this period, he still woke up in a daze once.

Because not long after dawn, the quilt wrapped in a ball in the cradle bed was lifted off by a small hand tremblingly, revealing a pink lump, wriggling, crawling to the side of the fence with small arms and legs, calling "Daddy" in a small voice .

The messy-haired baby Daisy just woke up, rubbing his eyes with his fists clenched, the dream he had last night must have the aroma of cotton candy, and even the breath of waking up is sweet.

Her voice was not loud, and the old father was still asleep on the bed, so he probably couldn't hear her.

Tony did not get up at first.

Daisy is a caring baby. If she hadn't slept all night and felt heavy and uncomfortable in her diapers, she would have been willing to lie in the crib and listen to her father's breathing and play by herself.

She called twice but didn't wake her up. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't feel like she was flying away.

The bedroom was quiet again.

Noiseless, obviously more suitable for sleeping.

However, in the next second, the old father who was still asleep on the bed bounced like clockwork, and he couldn't stop it.

It took several minutes to move, and Tony Stark's reaction arc was not long at all.

It's really not long.

Daisy wakes up at a fixed time, and it has almost become the old father's instinct to get up and hold the child at this time.The body wants to rest, but a hand deep in the brain is beating gongs and drums, asking to get up and hug my daughter.

Daisy was very happy when her father got up, she quickly stretched out her two little hands, and couldn't wait to get into that familiar and warm embrace.

But for nanny Wendy, it may not be so happy.

As soon as she went to work this morning, she saw a scene even more inconceivable than the boss's inexplicable unhappy yesterday.

At that time, she was putting on her apron and was going to make breakfast for Daisy who was about to get up.

He took out the pot, heard footsteps outside the kitchen, knew it was the baby, and ran out to pick it up. The moment he went out, his expression became terrified.

In front of her stood a tall figure very close.

The chairman, who was now pale and blue, had dull eyes and hair like a bird's nest, handed over a dumpling that was wriggling and laughing, turned around and left without saying anything.

Wendy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wiped her face to get rid of the horror, took Daisy, and watched Tony's fading figure, not daring to breathe for a long time.

Mainly because I don't want to wake up the half-sleeping boss.She said so afterwards.

The smart housekeeper who sees through everything chooses to remain silent.

Luckily, Daisy slept soundly, and she wasn't as sluggish as her father who struggled to get up. After breakfast, she dragged the plush reindeer and ran around the house, unlike a few days ago, when she was always lying on the glass door of the balcony watching Snow.

Because there is no snow today.

Xiaotuanzi likes to watch the snow, especially the heavy snow that is flying all over the sky like goose feathers.

She also likes to go outside to play snowballs. Sometimes the wind is too strong and Tony will not let her go. The little baby has to stick to the door to watch the snowman piled on the balcony, and the snowman looks fatter and fatter.

This will save you worry, you don't need to coax and make trouble, and you can watch the snow quietly all morning.

It is still windy outside today, but the sun is very good. It is a good weather for parents to go out and walk their children.

There was live news on TV, and parents took their children to the Children's Museum to play. Even though it was a snowy day, they still had a lot of fun.

After running for a while, Daisy came out of the corridor and saw Wendy sitting on the sofa in the living room pouring juice, she let out a cry of love, and ran over quickly on her chubby legs, obediently waiting for the adult to give her a bottle.

The special juice has been changed to a box with a larger capacity, which can be drunk for two days in a row.

The bottle of sweet fruit juice was mostly filled, and Wendy looked up to see that the baby next to her was bouncing and bouncing, lowering her head and smiling quickly, making a gesture to screw on the pacifier.

Tuanzi's big eyes could clearly see that it wasn't full, so he was very anxious, turned from the table to Wendy's side, and snuggled up to Wendy, pointing with his little finger: "There is more."

Wendy felt that half of her arm was going limp, she straightened the little one, and teased, "Bobo."

Daisy is very familiar with this word. When she heard it, she quickly stretched out her hand and patted her mouth lightly. Seeing Wendy pointing at her face, she tiptoed to kiss her face again. The small red mouth resembled jelly.

So I successfully got a bottle full of juice.

Wendy sits and watches the baby's face move and drink. It's more interesting than watching any big eater. Unfortunately, after watching it for a while, she remembers that it's time to clean the toy room. looking at the child.

The robotic arm will take Daisy for a few more years, and he can get a nanny certificate.

Dumplings are not difficult at all, and they are very obedient when they have something to eat. Sitting on the sofa with their little feet dangling, it is very comfortable.

She drank quickly, and soon the juice in the bottle ran out. She reluctantly let go of the nipple, held the empty bottle in her hand, and kept licking her mouth.

Then when he looked up, he saw the juice box that Wendy forgot on the table.

Benben also saw it.

Compared with Tony's smart housekeeper Jarvis, this mechanical assistant who often does bad things with good intentions at work is actually the most doting person in the whole family.

This attribute is not obvious, and it is best seen when alone with Daisy.

For example, now, if the old father is here, he will adhere to the principle of eating in moderation, and of course he will quickly take away the juice.

Stupid is not.

Instead of taking it away, a hand that was lingering on the edge of doting on the child only lingered for two seconds, and then he reached out firmly, wanting to pour a little more for Daisy.

Before touching it, two little hands reached out and took the juice box away.

Only grown-ups should linger, and children just care whether they like it or not.

Daisy likes it, and she is close. Now she holds the juice down, tilts the box, and wants to drink it.

She soon discovered that the lid was screwed on. She had seen Wendy open it before, and she remembered it very clearly. She immediately protected the box with one hand, and rotated the lid with the other, smoothly releasing the seal of the juice. She couldn't wait to raise the box and opened her mouth. .

It's a pity that the action was too violent.

Most of the box of fruit juice poured out, flying down three thousand feet, hitting the red heart, pouring Daisy all over her body, making her little body tremble with fright.

When I raised my eyes to look again, I saw a dumbfounded baby with a wet vest and a puddle of juice dripping pitifully on the ground, so desolate.

The air was embarrassingly quiet.

If the mechanical arm has a mouth, it must have opened into the nostril.

Of course, the premise is that it has another nose.

The doting half-nanny was at a loss, but Daisy, who was drenched in juice, gradually calmed down.

She knew how to put the almost empty juice box back on the table, patted her little hands, and then patted the wet vest. Suddenly, she found that the juice in her hand was still drinkable. She put her white and tender fingers near her mouth, stretched out Tongue licked.

Very sweet.

It is not completely empty to fetch water from the bamboo basket, there will always be some left over.

The daughter of the Stark family can obviously become a model of contentment and happiness. She carefully tasted the little sour and sweet left in her little hand, and she was very happy, and then held the juice box back in place, showing her little belly, very heroic Here comes a blow to the bottle.

If it weren't for only one sip, this heroism could last a little longer.

Daisy tasted the sweetness twice, but she was not satisfied. She put down the box and looked at the puddle on the ground hesitantly.

This is not drinkable.

The mechanical arm hurried over to stop it.

Benben came to his senses at this moment, touched a rag from nowhere, covered it on the ground, the juice was absorbed into it, and turned into a dull water stain.

There was a pity on Xiaotuanzi's face.

Dad had taught it before, so although she was young, she already knew that things that fell on the ground should not be eaten, but she still thought about it, and sighed like an old woman with her eyes downcast.

But she was also a little younger.

Knowing to use the remaining value of the juice quickly, after drinking the juice, the little vest was wet and uncomfortable, but Daisy didn't know what to do, her little hands unconsciously grabbed the button, stood there, as if lost at the crossroads of life .

She turned her head to look left and right, looking for help, but stopped quickly.

Because in the corridor outside the living room, there was a man with messy brown hair standing on top of his head.

He was still wearing pajamas, his face looked like he was [-]% full of sleep, and he was already energetic enough, so his eyes were particularly bright when he looked over.

The two Starks, big and small, looked at each other, and the scene was getting out of hand.

Daisy stood in the mess, she didn't feel anything before, but now she suddenly felt embarrassed, and moved her two little feet to the side.

"Excuse me, miss." The old father showed a kind smile about to spank, "I've seen it."