Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 149

Little Daisy Stark was already a brave baby when she was two years old.

He can endure battles and fights, dare to chase chickens and tease monkeys, counting and counting, there is only one thing that he is most afraid of in his life: bats.

It's rare that there are other things that make her small body tremble like a bat, but today it happened to be a new car that Dad just bought.

monster car.

The moment Daisy's ball fell to the ground, the tickling Camaro stiffened and leaned against the wall in a sad posture at a 45-degree angle, neither coming down nor not coming down.

Che Sheng is also very difficult.

Tuanzi's two big eyes didn't blink, he just stared at the Camaro, feeling scared, but his feet were so stubborn that they seemed to be glued to the floor by cement, and his two small hands were behind his back, tearing the clothes out of the flowers. Come.

Tony may not have taught her the principle of not being able to move but not being able to move, but the current crisis is fraught with danger. Smart children can learn by themselves and know how to keep calm when encountering weirdness.

If the car takes off like a bat, that coolness probably wears off pretty quickly.

The air froze for a long while without embarrassment, and everything was silent, except for the sound of Daisy's little heart beating in her chest.

Until the sound of Wendy's footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a suspicious call: "Daisy? Benben said you came here to pick up the ball."

The nanny walked quickly, and she was about to step into the garage in a blink of an eye.

The Camaro slid away from the wall, the tires were spinning, and it moved forward silently. As expected, it was a good car that Tony saw. It slid back to the parking space in a few seconds, as quiet as a chicken, calm and self-possessed , as if nothing happened.

"Why are you standing here?"

Wendy walked in, and sure enough, everything was as usual, only the little baby was dumbstruck, standing at the door of the garage with two chubby legs together, not even knowing that the ball had dropped.

"what happened?"

Wendy thought it was funny, took two steps forward, leaned over to help Daisy pick up the ball in her hand, shook her bare shoulder, and asked, "See what's interesting?"

As soon as she touched it, Daisy regained her senses from the shock of her world view just now. Daisy looked at the car with her big eyes, then at her face, and said softly, "Where is Dad?"

"Dad isn't off work yet..."

Wendy accepted the call halfway through her answer.

The soft baby threw herself into her arms and buried her face in the crescent of her neck: "Dad, come back—"

"That's the way it is, Mister Stark."

Wendy was on the phone with Tony, holding the phone in one hand, and reaching down with the other hand, rubbing the plasticine on the toddler sitting on the lap, making a ball, and then returning it to Daisy who opened her hand to ask for it: " Mr. Jarvis didn't know what happened in those five minutes, and it's not his fault that his system was being upgraded."

The old father on the other end of the phone was looking at the documents at a glance. After Wendy finished speaking, he just finished reading the last one. He unscrewed the pen and signed it neatly. Finally, he stuffed the entire stack of papers into the assistant's hand, stood up and said, "I Go back now."

Daisy didn't play well with the playdough, rubbed her absent-mindedly, her ears stretched out, and all her heart was listening to Wendy and Dad talking.

Like now, the little hand stopped completely, raised his head and stared, waited for Wendy to take his hand away from the ear, and immediately passed his ear over, begging: "Daddy and me."

The old father's deep voice came from the receiver, and Tuanzi wished he could have his ears on his head, holding the phone like a baby, and listening to Tony say, "What did you do at home?"

It's fine that he doesn't speak.

As soon as she spoke, Daisy, who has been so obedient since she was scared by the Camaro until now, squashed her mouth and looked towards the door, wanting to cry, but knowing that her father was not there, she held back the tears in her eyes, and said slowly: "Dad's car ran away."

"Is dad coming back?"

The old father at the other end was already going downstairs in the elevator. When he heard the car running, he frowned inexplicably. Hearing the small voice trembling with milk, he knew what had happened: "On the way back."

Tuanzi wiped his eyes and hung up the phone.

She also knows which key to press. She used to have Jarvis to help her, but now she has learned more and more.

One day I will learn not to be afraid when my father is not around.

Wendy held the little one in her arms. Seeing that she was strong, she blamed herself inexplicably. She bent down and picked up the eraser that Daisy had rubbed half, and coaxed, "How about making a hamburger?"

The child's emotions faded quickly. When Tony came in from the outside with his suit jacket in his arms, Duanzi was delighted by Wendy's praise for the well-made burger. He cut the round burger into four with a toy knife and put them on the plate. inside.

She only pretended to be one, and when she heard footsteps, she looked back and saw that it was Tony. Daisy couldn't sit still in Wendy's arms, she slid to the floor like a fish, and then became a bird again, happily flying to her father's side.

"Who's doing it?" Tony asked.

He lost his coat, bent down to pick up the milky puppet, turned and walked towards the garage.

"Sir, I was negligent." Jarvis said, "I should choose a time when you are around to upgrade the system."

Tony raised his eyebrows: "According to what you said, criminals all over the world should also choose to commit crimes when I'm around, so as to reduce my burden. Come on, Jarvis, you're not a prophet."

Seeing that the adults were going to take her to the garage, Daisy was still a little scared as if she was about to see a bat, but because of her father's humanoid armor, going up the mountain of swords and going down into the sea of ​​fire was as easy as an amusement park, holding Tony's thumb in her little hand, Just snuggled up relaxed, letting Tony step his legs through the garage door.

The garage is quiet, the luxury car is as clean as new, and the new partner who just arrived today also stays in his place, showing off his muscular lines silently.

"What are you afraid of?" Tony asked.

Tuanzi looked at the peaceful Camaro and pointed his finger.

"It's making trouble," she said. "Flying on the wall, so, Dad."

She rubbed her little hands together.

"I don't remember asking someone to add two coats of spray paint to the hood." The old father pondered.

He walked over with his daughter in his arms, reached out to touch the car, and opened the door to look inside.

"Jarvis."

The smart housekeeper understood, and quickly said: "Sir, after the lady was frightened, I have checked all the places in the garage, and the car has also been scanned, and there is no strange thing hidden."

Tony glanced into the car, and it did.

He put his daughter in the car seat of the convertible classic car, took the key and got into the Camaro, and took a test drive in the garage himself, but nothing unusual was found.

"It's good now, it won't scare you." Tony opened the car door and said.

Daisy was hugged on the ground by her father, and she slowly relaxed her vigilance when she heard what the adults said.

"Touch it." The old father said.

Don't touch the dumpling, put your little hands in your pockets quickly.

She didn't touch it, but Tony sat on the front cover of the car, raised his hand and patted the Camaro's window, making a crisp sound.

"You will always have to face fear in the future." He opened his big hand to show his daughter who was standing not far away, "The fear in my heart is so great."

He clenched his hand into a fist and shrunk in half, "It's actually so big. Come here."

The baby is still standing there.

She doesn't move, Tony doesn't move.

Until the little foot hesitated, he took a slow step forward.

Daisy was afraid of the Camaro, but when she touched the car with her father, she was actually happy.All of a sudden, the fear became the gas that ran away when the can of carbonated drinks was opened, and disappeared without a trace.

In the evening, when Dad stayed at home for dinner, Daisy's dinner was very delicious.

"Dad." Tuanzi held half a loaf of bread in his hand, and sat in the baby seat dangling his little feet, "Fantastic dad."

The old father accepted his daughter's compliment without blushing, and knowing that she was still praising him for touching the Camaro, he hooked the corners of his lips and reached out to wipe the bread crumbs on her face: "You are also very good."

"I still have work tomorrow, so I have to go out. You and Wendy will take care of the house at home, and visit Peter in Queens on weekends." He said, "Do you agree?"

Daisy was even happier when she heard that she was going to Peter's house, she pouted and wanted to kiss her father.

Such hospitality was rejected by the old father with disgust.

Tony spent some time in the garage at night after Daisy fell asleep.

The yellow Camaro sprayed with bee patterns has always stayed in place quietly, and did not run up to the wall to make trouble as Daisy said, and there was no trace of the back of the car rubbing against the wall, as if it was supposed to be an ordinary car. Ordinary car.

"I'm so ashamed." Wendy went home and said on the phone with Jarvis, "Daisy's imagination is very rich. I don't fully believe what she said. Mr. Stark does."

There was still work the next day, and Tony didn't stay up too late. Before leaving the garage, he walked around the Camaro, looked at the bee pattern on the hood, and felt that although it was outside the requirements, the spraying was not unsightly.

He turned off the lights in the garage.

As the night deepened, the villa fell asleep in the faint moonlight.It seems that everything in life has a beautiful dream in the long and soft breath.

Except for a bunch of banana capsules doing things underground.

Night is the best protective color.In the dim living room, three short and furtive figures slipped past silently, bowed their waists and lowered their heads, and slipped to the door of the garage. Seeing that there was no one around, they all raised their heads and laughed silently.

Kevin, Bob, Stuart.

The troublemaker among the troublemakers, committing crimes against the wind, did not drive the Camaro, the minion's car, during the day, but now sneaks into the garage, and wants to drive it without anyone noticing.

Kevin made a gesture, and before Stuart moved, Bob slid to the door of the Camaro, opened the door and rushed into the driver's seat. Finding that he was not tall enough, he stuffed four or five more pillows under his buttocks.

He learned smartly, knowing that wearing gloves will not leave fingerprints, fastening the seat belt, and poking his head out to greet his companions: "Comeon!"

Kevin and Stuart wanted to get in the car happily, but they took a step, and two lights suddenly lit up in front of their eyes, as if it was daylight, and they switched from one to the other, almost blinding their eyes.

Tony should be able to understand this feeling.

Kevin covered his eyes, and was about to scold Bob for messing with the driving lights.

Before he opened his mouth, he heard Bob screaming at the top of his throat: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA——"

He opened his eyes again, and out of his mouth was a scream that could be seen from the drooping mouth: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

The Camaro moves on its own!