Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 153

Although she failed to buy a father for Peter in the end, Daisy turned her head and saw that he had a smile on his face, followed by a smile, wheezing and puffing, which was considered fulfilled.

The cashier wrapped the apples and put them in the small hands holding the dumplings.

Before returning home, Peter took Daisy to Mr. Del Mar's grocery store and quietly ate one of the best sandwiches in all of Queens.

"Add meat." Peter leaned on the counter and said to the bearded Mr. Delmar, "Daisy is growing."

Mr. Delmar's store was damaged once by a terrorist's out-of-control weapon, and almost half of it was cut down, but Spider-Man saved his life.After the refurbishment, the storefront is cleaner, it has been on TV, and the number of customers has increased, which is a blessing in disguise.

The bearded boss was full of stomach at the moment, so he had time to look at Peter who spoke like an adult: "What? Multiple younger sisters are grown up in an instant? I don't think your hair has grown yet, Parker."

As he spoke, his eyes fell to Peter's hand protecting Daisy's small body, with a slight smile in his words, he turned his head to let the clerk make a good sandwich.

Daisy was also prone on the counter.

She was standing on the unprotected high stool in the store, and she instantly became much taller, and she could see the dazzling array of ingredients behind the counter, but she was afraid that she would fall if she was not careful.

With Peter's protection, I am not afraid.

Tuanzi longed for the sandwich in the clerk's hand. Next to Peter, he fiddled with the two straps of his hoodie and said happily, "It's delicious."

"This is my favorite restaurant, and I can't find the same one in any corner of Manhattan." Peter smiled, "If you like it, I will treat you to it every time I come."

A platypus purse hanging around a toddler's neck is completely useless.

After finally waiting for the paper-wrapped hot sandwich to be handed out from behind the counter, Peter took it, rubbed a corner, lowered his head and blew, and put it to Daisy's mouth: "Eat it."

At this time, high school students can also feel the fun of Mr. Stark's parenting.

Daisy eats the things she likes, and she often eats them very deliciously. With her small red mouth open, she can take a big bite when she bites, her cheeks are swollen, and she bends her eyes when she eats, making people look at her mood joy.

What Peter said was right, the sandwich was extraordinarily delicious, Wendy couldn't make it, and it was happier to eat it with the person he liked the second, and the little baby ate half of it, so happy that he was about to take off.

"Candy for your sister." Mr. Delmar followed him for a long time, pushed out a pack of jelly beans from behind the counter, raised his beard and said, "You really look like an adult."

The hero next door fed his sister half of the sandwich and saw the little belly grow up. Remembering that he would have lunch when he got home, he raised his hand and the food left Daisy's mouth.

"Auntie's food is also delicious." Peter said, "Although she occasionally burns things, it is delicious when she cooks seriously. If you eat too much now, you won't be able to eat it when you go home. Can you stop eating?"

He took a tissue from Mr. Delmar and wiped the ketchup from Daisy's mouth.

Daisy was already very satisfied to be able to eat so much, and she was not angry when the sandwich was taken back, and obediently said yes.

The remaining half of the sandwich was eaten by Peter in two bites.

Mr. Delmar, who owns a grocer, thinks today is a wonderful day.

First, Peter Parker brought a little sister with him when he came today. The two left the store, and after a short while, another pair of brightly dressed brothers came in.

These two people looked like strangers, they definitely didn't live nearby, and judging by the way they went straight to the counter, it didn't look like they were going to buy something.

Damian approached the counter. He was not tall enough, so he could only look up at Mr. Delmar. With a cold face, he asked, "Do you know the person who bought the sandwich just now?"

It is polite to speak to strangers.

Delmar looked at him and said lightly, "I don't know him."

"You guys talked just now." Damian's eyes moved, "I know the girl he was with, and I just wanted to ask for the address."

"You don't say that when cheating now, young master." The boss shook his head and smiled, pointing his finger at the sign behind him, "I'm in business, and I have to talk to every customer. Would you like a sandwich?"

"I don't eat sandwiches," Damian said.

"I eat I eat."

Dick, who disappeared after entering the door, came over with a bunch of things, put them on the counter, and motioned for Mr. Delmar to pay the bill with a smile: "Give me Meal No. [-]."

"It's pointless to do this." Coming out of the grocery store, the young master of the Wayne family looked even worse, standing at the door with a straight waist, and said to Dick who followed him with a shopping bag, "You come to Queens Not for junk food."

"I don't have enough hands, help me get one." Dick didn't care about the meaninglessness of Damian's mouth, and his attention was all on the sandwich that was about to fall out of the wrapping paper, and he greeted repeatedly, "Quick, quick , It’s a waste of my money to drop it on the ground.”

The little brother looked over with [-]% dislike of "good for nothing". If Dick didn't follow, Bruce Wayne would drive over in a luxury car from all over the world to get the little troublemaker Son captures Gotham.

Damian had no choice but to lower his head. Even though his face was full of reluctance, he hesitated for a few moments, but he slowly stretched out his hand, and took the sandwich that Dick had already protruded half of his body and was about to jump off the building.

"Ah. There's sauce." Dick rubbed his fingers and found that they were stained with ketchup. At this moment, he was free to wipe the back of Damian's clean hand lightly.

Holding on to the shortcoming of the bear boy, one day he will be able to hold his head proudly and do his best.

The eldest brother, who had been cut by this little thing with a knife so that his clothes could hardly hang on his body, suddenly felt that life was infinitely beautiful.

Damian is a bit of a clean freak.Not much of skin-to-skin contact, and even less of Dick Grayson having the guts to smear sticky sauce all over his hands.

Batman's young son's eyes turned cold almost instantly, and his whole body was like a long knife out of its sheath. Slowly withdrew his steps.

If this kind of momentum is used in the carnival shopping festival, it will probably save the masses a lot of money.

If Mr. Delmar knew that Damian had dissuaded his guests by keeping quiet, he would be very nervous.

I can't afford it.thought Dick.

This was still taught by Bruce Wayne, and when his temper became more violent, he has now drawn his knife.

"What are you doing?" Damian asked.

Look, even talking is terrible.

Dick slowly said sarcastic words in his heart, and there was no trace of fear on his face. He was very calm, holding the snacks he bought, and said leisurely: "You said it yourself, you didn't come to Queens to eat junk food. Instead of doing it for a little thing now If you lose your temper with me, you might as well get in the car and find your target."

As soon as these words came out, Damian's attention was diverted.

"You've lost them," he said.

"Yes." Dick said, "but Mr. Delmar told me the general direction they left. Driving after them may be enough to get a tail."

He squeezed his eyes: "What do you say?"

It's so cool.

Damian looked down at the back of his hands that had been smeared by Dick, and then looked around. He held his breath and finally stopped hurting anyone and didn't speak anymore. Wing: "Hurry up and get in the car!"

Dick was still relaxed in the car, Damian wiped his hands with a paper towel, lowered his head and thought about things silently, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and his face gradually became stinky again: "The one named Delmar said he didn't know."

"If I were to face you, I would say I don't know." Dick said, "If you want to learn the art of interpersonal communication, you may have to learn it for hundreds of years."

"Don't worry about it."

"If it's not for Bruce's face, I don't want to care about it." But Batman had such an uneasy incident.Dick turned his face to look at Damian who was upset, and by the way looked at the car coming from behind through the rearview mirror, "Would you like a sandwich? I bought two."

"I will not eat."

Peter didn't feel right.

In fact, he felt something was wrong a long time ago. He went out early after shopping in the supermarket, and looked around. Although he didn't see anything, the spider sensor told him that someone was following him.

So he changed his route on the way home, flew into the alley with Daisy in his arms, took a small path to Mr. Del Mar's shop to eat a sandwich, and walked out again, and the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

But here it is again.

Tuanzi was lying in his arms, looking at the passers-by with big eyes to see what delicious food they were holding in their hands.

She would rather walk on the ground by herself, but unfortunately, the person she loves the most loves her so much, and keeps her in his arms all the time. When she wants to go down, Peter only softly says, "I'll be home in a while."

Say so.

Within a few steps, Peter had changed his mind. At the fork in the road, he walked in the opposite direction from home. Through his clothes, he felt the small body armor in Daisy's purse. After he calmed down, he walked a little further and stopped.

The following vehicles also stopped.

"We've been spotted, Damian." Dick said slowly from the driver's seat, looking at Peter who turned around to look at the side of the road.

And Damian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had already stretched out his hand to "snap" the seat belt, dropped the half-eaten sandwich, and said a sentence before getting out of the car: "You were the one who was found, don't add it." I."

Tuanzi didn't know why Peter stopped walking, he turned to look at the car, and she followed curiously to look at the car, but she didn't want the car door to open, and a stinky guy who pinched her face not long ago got out.

She snuggled into Peter's arms.

"What?" Peter put his arms around the little one, his lips tightened.

Damian got out of the car and faced Daisy, walked forward slowly, and subconsciously touched the tiger's mouth of his right hand that was bitten by her that night with his left hand.

What kind of lethal power does a two-year-old child have, not to mention his amazing fighting power and amazing recovery ability. The wound healed after a short time without a trace.

Daisy leaned into Peter's arms, and Damian couldn't help snorting, not knowing whether he was happy or unhappy: "This time, you will remember me."