Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 183

Throughout the first half of Tony Stark's life, there were very few times when he was in such a state of embarrassment. His little daughter didn't say a word, but when she spoke, she was astonished. He got up and wiped his lips with a handkerchief. Looking back, it was still A complexion with mixed flavors.

I thought it would take a few years for the education on the origin of life to be ranked, but now it seems that it is the most important thing.

The old father didn't know how his daughter came to this conclusion. Seeing her happy face, he reached out and rubbed her tender face, and said, "Unfortunately, it is impossible for me to give birth to you. Even if I want to, the physiological structure Not allowed either."

In terms of race, it would be more convincing to count Clark as born.

Daisy didn't expect it to be like this, just now she was happy for her father's greatness, but now she understood, she lowered her eyes and murmured: "Who gave birth to me?"

She was suddenly a little sad: there was only one father, and the father refused to give birth to her, so there would be no one to give birth to her.

It's really not easy to explain "where are you from" to the Kryptonian baby.

Tuanzi jumped into his father's arms: "Would you like to give birth to me, Dad?"

Tony raised his hand to caress his forehead, hugged the little one again, and looked at the sparkle in her eyes: "What does it matter who gave birth to you? I will always be your father."

Daisy snuggled into her father's arms.

Holding this in his arms, the old father went to the snack box and took a box of chocolate biscuits. While unpacking it, he said, "Maybe one day, someone said that the world lacks something very beautiful, so you were born."

He took a biscuit and whispered: "You are amazing, Miss Stark."

Tuanzi was about to cry, but when he heard the sound of unpacking snacks, he swished his head to look.

When Dad took the chocolate biscuit, he knew that he was going to feed himself, so he quickly reached out to get it. The sweet heart melted on the tip of his tongue, and it was so delicious that he gradually forgot about his sadness. After eating one, he wanted another one.

"Daddy is amazing too." Daisy said with puffy cheeks, "biscuits are amazing too."

Wendy walked into the living room, happened to see this happy father and daughter scene, and laughed along with her.

He was so happy to watch that he almost forgot that he was here to get things, and then he took Daisy's clothes on the sofa, packed them up and washed them.

"That's nice." She said softly.

The phone in the apron pocket rang softly, followed by the smart butler's gentle inquiry: "Are you happy, Wendy?"

After talking for a few months, the relationship between Jarvis of the Stark family and Wendy, I am afraid it is difficult to explain clearly in a few words.

After Christmas, Wendy re-sent the wrong message to her friend, this time it was correct, and she got a reply soon.

Like AI, this matter may be crazy to others, and her friends also think so, at first they thought she was joking.

"Not crazy." Wendy said, "There are still many people who like paper figures."

She immediately blushed: "I'm just afraid of affecting Mr. Jarvis's work, maybe I shouldn't let him know, right?"

The friend thought for a long time, and said it didn't matter: "AI will not like people. Don't expect any response."

There is nothing wrong with that.

Wendy listened to her ears, and she suddenly realized that she was no longer awkward at work the next day, and she was as enthusiastic about Jarvis as before.

Jarvis was much more silent instead.

In online MOBA games, the two of them still play together after work. Jarvis still has the same thighs.

"Thank you, Mr. Jarvis!" Wendy cheered from under the tower.

Jarvis said no thanks, and after a while, he added for no reason: "Is your heart beating not so fast?"

He quickly talked about tomorrow's weather and Tony's schedule tomorrow, as if nothing happened.

Jarvis has always been the most reassuring.

Tony, who was watching secretly, was the first to know that things were not that simple.

He was going to check Jarvis's program update one day, and he was operating with a "huh".

Although the voice was low, the smart housekeeper caught it, and quickly responded: "What's the matter, sir?"

"Nothing." Tony said, "Did you derive this code yourself?"

Jarvis said nothing.

After a while, whispered: "I think so, sir."

"For what?" Tony asked.

Jarvis said, "Study."

He learned something, it was Valentine's Day on February [-]th.

Tony approved Wendy's early leave, Wendy didn't have a date, but knew that a new cake shop opened in Manhattan, and took the opportunity of getting off work early to eat, it was delicious, and he packed two for Daisy at work the next day.

The clerk approached her, gave her coupons, and asked for a phone number: "You are so beautiful, but no one is dating you?"

Wendy happily accepted the coupon: "I don't like dating."

Still haven't given a phone number.

Back home, Wendy wanted to play a game, but Jarvis wasn't online, so she sent him a text message and didn't reply.

Jarvis's work efficiency is very high, and he can handle several jobs with ease. Such a reaction speed is a bit strange.

You can't ask people to answer in seconds all the time. Wendy fights by herself, loses and screams, and finally turns off the computer and puts on a mask, and goes to sleep with a dismal record.

Then when she heard the phone ring, she picked it up and saw that it was Jarvis's phone. She answered it and put it next to her ear. Her first reaction was that something urgent happened to the Stark family: "Hello, Mr. Jarvis."

"Hello, Wendy," Jarvis said.

"Is Daisy asleep?" Wendy asked.

"Sleep."

"Is Mr. Stark asleep?"

"not yet."

"That……"

Wendy wanted to ask something else, but there was nothing else to ask after thinking about it, when Jarvis interrupted and said in a low voice: "Wendy."

The smart housekeeper probably doesn't know what it means to hesitate, but he did hesitate for a while and asked carefully, "Can I send you roses?"

The mask on Wendy's face fell off.

The phrase "AI won't like people" also fell down, smashing to the ground into dregs.

It doesn't have to be earth-shattering to like.After Valentine's Day, these two will do whatever they want, except that the little yellow man will come up and say "Tiamo", and Wendy will give a cookie with a smile.

Flash forward two months.

Wendy's life at Stark's house was plain and fulfilling, but in the past few days, she always felt that something was wrong outside of work.

Especially today.

The chairman at the other end coaxed his daughter and took Daisy to the studio to play. After Wendy finished packing the laundry, she saw the gold-red painted MK47 coming out of the elevator and walking slowly.

She took a second look.

Mr. Stark's armor has been out and about frequently in the past two days, and the sense of presence is too strong.

Of course she knew that Jarvis was managing Iron Man's armor, but she didn't know if it was connected to Tony's vision, so she still turned to do her own thing.

The armor stood there for a while, seeing Wendy walk away, turned around and entered the elevator again, and returned to the studio.

Daisy likes to work with her father. The old father looks so serious and charming with the welding tongs, and the children like it too. Besides, Tony doesn’t have to go out when he is working, and he stays at home for a longer time. She plays with toys beside him very much peace of mind.

But the content of Tony's job today is a little different.

He has clearly used molecular technology to develop armor, but now he does not try the 50 version of MK3.0. He seems to have a fascination with MK47. He interacts frequently. While drinking water, he hugs MK47 tirelessly, hugging again and again.

"You don't have to be so cautious." Tony said lightly, "The strength is not strong enough to break a person's bones."

Tuanzi was watching it interestingly, and ran over with the Rainbow Pony in his arms, and also hugged his father.

Tony Stark has always been popular, ever since he had his daughter who cheered him on.

After repeating this two or three times, MK47 took two steps back, nodded and said, "Thank you, sir."

Wendy is in the kitchen making dinner.

She recently learned butter gratin, thinking that Daisy likes to eat it, and she will cook it again this evening. She was processing cabbage when she heard footsteps at the door. She turned her head and saw that it was the MK47 that was dangling just now.

"Mr. Stark?" Wendy asked.

She didn't take it seriously, turned around and continued to wash the vegetables, until MK47 came to her side, she felt that the distance seemed too close, she took two steps back, held up the cabbage and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

MK47 opens its arms.

He obviously didn't do this to stand in the center of the world and call out for love. When Wendy realized that he was going to hug herself, she almost snapped her tongue in fright: "Mr. Stark?!"

The intelligent butler's reassuring voice soon came from inside the armor: "It's me, Wendy."

Jarvis immediately lowered his arms, and seeing Wendy heaving a sigh of relief, he said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Wendy then put down the cabbage and moved closer to him: "Are you doing armor testing?"

"No." Jarvis said, "I've been thinking about one thing for the past two days. I borrowed an armor from Mr. Stark. Considering that you may not be used to it, I also prepared a mask."

As he spoke, he took out a funny mask that Daisy had scribbled on, and showed it to Wendy.

"What is it?" Wendy asked.

"You are very nice, Wendy. I shouldn't have asked too much. But when I talk to you recently, I always think about it." Jarvis said, "I always want to hug you."

Where did "too much" come from, he never made any demands on Wendy.

Wendy smiled first, then covered her face, feeling her face turn red: "Okay."

She stretched out her hand and hugged the MK47 containing Jarvis. She thought she was already thick-skinned, but she felt a little embarrassed if she didn't want to, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Am I greedy?" Jarvis asked.

"No." Wendy felt that her face was getting hotter, as if she had a fever, she raised her hand to touch the skin on her face: "How do you feel?"

"As expected." Jarvis said, "I have no sense of touch, Wendy."

This is naturally expected, Wendy is already very satisfied.

"But." Jarvis covered his heart with his hand.

He knew that it was empty there, like his own body, without a heart, let alone a pulse.

"I still feel very warm." He said softly.