Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 332

Entering November, it began to get colder every day.

This year's autumn is coming, and winter seems to be coming early. Sometimes looking at the gray sky, I feel like there is only a snowfall.

The wind was blowing, blowing through the open balcony door like it didn’t want money, Daisy passed by with a flower, her big eyes were squinted by the wind, watching the petals being blown away by the wind, she quickly flew up to grab it. , It's a pity that the flowers flew to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and only caught a thin piece.

"Don't leave the flowers!" Daisy said.

The house is warm, and the toddler's clothes are only wrapped in a thin little raccoon vest. Being blown by the cold wind like this, he can't help shrinking his neck.

"Who opened the balcony door?" Wendy asked.

Bob was playing in the living room before, and he was bored, so he went underground again, and he was immediately suspected of committing the crime.

Wendy ran over quickly and closed the door.

"My flowers are gone," said Daisy.

The flowers were sent to Stark Industries by enthusiastic citizens and pointed to Daisy.

Ever since I made an accidental eating broadcast on my father’s live broadcast, many people on the Internet have loved the mosaic baby who eats, bought a lot of snacks and sent them to Tony’s company, and even sent fresh ingredients.

Tony didn't collect much food, and brought back some interesting gadgets for Daisy to play with.

"Who gave me beautiful flowers?" Daisy asked.

She liked it very much, put the flower under her nose and smelled the fragrance in her nasal cavity.

"It's a stranger," Tony said.

"But I don't know how to give me flowers, Dad?" Daisy became curious.

"I saw it on the Internet." Tony said, "I like you, so I want to give it to you."

People are sometimes lovely because they express affection in a gentle way.

But after the last time, the father decided that if there is any live broadcast in the future, he will not live broadcast at home, at least his daughter will not show up.

Tony spoke, reached out and shook Daisy's hand.

The cold wind blew, but fortunately, my daughter's hands were still warm. She squeezed and squeezed the soft flesh.

On such a cold day, the most enjoyable thing is to eat something warm in the cold wind.

Daisy used to eat hot dogs out with her dad, but now she craves baked potatoes.

Wrap the potatoes in tin foil. After they are baked, they will naturally have a lively aroma. But before they come out of the oven, you must wait until the tin foil is fully baked, and then take out the potatoes whose skins are stretched until they are burnt and cracked, and wrap them in newspapers. , in the cold wind in late autumn, it is very enjoyable to eat with your head down and big mouthfuls.

Serve with a can of warm hot drink.

Living in this world, there are always many things that make people feel happy.

If the potatoes don’t use an oven, it’s probably more delicious to roast them in dead leaves.

Wendy promised to make baked potatoes for Daisy today, and just listening to it, Daisy's stomach was already saying it was ready.

"I'll eat one, and Dad will eat one too." Daisy said, shaking her short legs on the sofa.

"With your appetite, I'm afraid one is not enough." The old father teased her.

It's just that they didn't expect that before Wendy made baked potatoes, guests came to the house first.

When the guests came, the old father was going out and took his daughter to the woods to collect dried leaves.

As soon as the door was opened, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in the air. The golden light became bigger and bigger, gradually expanding into a circle as tall as a person, and a tall man wearing a blue training suit and a red cloak walked out from the inside.

This figure is very familiar to Tony. It has been a long time since I saw him, but the impression is as deep as before.

Daisy cried out in surprise: "It's Uncle!"

Before Stephen Strange could speak, the magic levitating cloak on his body flew down automatically, hugged the little Daisy baby fiercely, and covered Daisy from head to toe with enthusiasm.

"Let go of my daughter," Tony said.

The old father stretched out his hand and tore off the magic floating cloak. Daisy's hair was messed up. He put the small bucket used to hold the leaves and raised his hand to straighten her hair.

This summer, Daisy also ate ice cream with Stephen.

That experience made Tuanzi not think of his supreme magic power when he saw this supreme mage with a straight back and eyes looking straight ahead, but only the taste of "hulk sweetness".

The Supreme Mage is the emissary of the magic world to protect the peace of the earth. When Stephen appeared here, Tony was subconsciously vigilant, his eyes slipped down, and when he saw that Stephen was actually carrying a bag with snacks in his hand, his face became weird.

"Conjuror," Tony said, "what are you doing here?"

"Pay attention to your words, Mr. Stark." Stephen said.

He doesn't seem to come to the house very often, and he doesn't often give gifts to others. Now he raised his hand and put the small biscuit bag in front of Tony, slightly shy, and holding his airs, speaking a little stiffly: "For you. "

"Did you buy this with what little money you had left?" Tony asked.

He glanced at Stephen's expressionless face, coughed dryly, and said sideways, "Would you like to sit in the room?"

The matter of collecting leaves was postponed, and so was the baking of potatoes.

When not wearing casual clothes, Stephen, as a mage, wears this red, yellow and blue color scheme all year round, and he doesn't know if it's hot or not in summer.

But he can do magic, and he should be able to cool himself in his clothes.

This point makes the heroes of the physics department feel envious.

Stephen sat in the living room of Stark's house, staring at Tony.

The magic floating cloak is very happy, chasing and playing with Daisy.

When Daisy could not fly, she took the baby to fly, and now the little daisy has become the flying daisy, and the two of them can dominate the ceiling of the villa, flying over the heads of the adults from time to time.

"You are free to come to my place as a guest, which means that the earth is safe recently." Tony said.

He took a sip of his hot drink, "This is good."

"You don't wear armor 24 hours to be a hero." Stephen said, "Similarly, I also have free time."

"That's true." Tony said, "It's just that I thought you were meditating when you weren't saving the world. You know, sitting under a waterfall or something."

"I am a mage and a doctor, not a ninja." Stephen said.

These two people are not very familiar with each other, so they seem to speak dryly.

Tony wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but Doctor Strange seemed immune to his one-liners and answered seriously.

How about another sip of hot drink.

"To be honest." After taking several sips of hot drinks, Stephen put down his cup and finally got to the point, "I'm here for a private matter."

"What?" Tony asked. "Borrowing money?"

Stephen actually thought a little bit, but held back.

Compared with joining the Avengers, the happier thing is that you can swipe Tony's card anytime, anywhere.

"No." Stephen said, "About your daughter."

It's hard to say.

But the unspeakable thing, Stephen still said it afterwards, and when he was speaking, Tony could see Stephen's wandering eyes, and his fingers gently stirring on his lap.

To the embarrassment of adults, Stephen wanted to take Daisy out for a while.

This not only embarrassed him, but also shocked others, so a more appropriate expression is that Doctor Strange wants to borrow Iron Man's child and take it to meet someone.

"If it's a hot dog seller, she'd like to go with you one hundred percent," Tony said.

Daisy was flying on the ceiling, and when she heard her father say "hot dog", she flew down slowly, and said affectionately, "Do you want a hot dog, Dad?"

"Going to visit Hot Dog..." Stephen said.

He quickly realized something was wrong, his face darkened, and he changed his words: "It's not a hot dog."

He always felt awkward, as a dignified supreme mage, when he borrowed a child, his face would turn slightly red.

Although he said it was because the heating in the room was too high.

"Go visit Dr. Christine Palmer." Stephen said to Daisy, "Do you remember her? The female doctor that Happy Hogan saw in the hospital when he choked on bread."

Daisy thought about it and nodded quickly: "It's Auntie."

She also remembered that Stephen and Christine had quietly held hands.

They used exercise books to block them, probably because they thought it was inappropriate for adults to hold hands, but Daisy still saw them.

"She likes you a lot." Stephen said, "She saw you eating in the live broadcast last time."

After listening to what Stephen said to Daisy, the chairman of the board who had been among thousands of flowers suddenly had an idea, leaned back on the sofa lazily, and said, "If a woman doesn't want to see you, she can take her child to play sympathy cards." It may not work, Supreme Mage."

Stephen froze.

"She didn't want to see me." He said.

There must have been some conflict between them. With Dr. Palmer's good temper, it was really rare.

Wendy passed by and listened to Stephen's words.

She used to think that Doctor Strange was very cold, but now she suddenly felt a little cute in him.

Tony is not very familiar with Doctor Strange, but he has fought side by side several times and knows that this person is very reliable.

At least when it comes to raising children, he is more reliable than Thor who flies out with Daisy directly.

"When will you be back?" Tony asked.

"Come back soon." Stephen said.

"She wants to eat baked potatoes. I don't know if she would like to go out with you." The old father pointed at his daughter.

Daisy would love to.

Stephen even brought her some biscuits.

The magic floating cloak returned to Stephen's back.

Just like when he came, Stephen opened a space door with the hanging ring, and led Daisy in.

Tuanzi wants to hold his hand.

Stephen didn't seem to be very used to it, but when the toddler's hand came over, his big gloved hand still held Daisy's hand.

The inside and outside of a gate are separated by thousands of miles, and magic is so magical.

"Actually, I did divination before I came here, and the result was not very good." Standing under the sycamore tree, Stephen looked up at the apartment building across the street, and whispered, "So maybe I shouldn't come. But I still Want to come."

"What is divination, Uncle?" Daisy asked.

"I'd be happier if you called me Doctor." Stephen said, "Divination is to see the direction of things in a certain way."

"Is it just using magic?" Daisy was surprised.

"No." Stephen said, "I picked the petals to see it."

This simple method seems to be a little sorry for the status of the supreme mage, not to mention that Doctor Strange is a senior intellectual who has received contemporary higher education, and he would naively believe in this divination method that has no scientific reason.

"Why can't you see it?" Daisy asked.

"The last petal is not to come." Stephen said.

Daisy stopped talking.

Stephen only felt Daisy's hand that was holding him move slightly, and when he looked down, Tuanzi was taking out his pocket.

"What are you taking?" he asked.

Daisy raised her head, holding a petal in her hand, which was the one caught by the wind today, and it was just in place: "I also have a flower, Uncle. It's coming soon."

Stephen was silent for a while: "You are suddenly a little likable."