Countess' lover

"Little Bella, your father is a fool." I don't know how many times, hearing her mother's evaluation of her father again, Isabella, who was only six years old, had a great reaction to the reason "why did mother say that?" curiosity.

Isabella is a girl who is very curious and brave to explore.As the daughter of Stephen and Yolanda, she has the same aqua blue eyes and pale blond hair as her father, but her face and lips are more like her mother.After changing her focus from grasshoppers to tall fathers, Isabella decided to learn the lesson from last time, first of all, don't be ashamed to ask.

She first chose Uncle Stark who has a strong sense of presence and does something to refresh his presence from time to time. Isabella knows that he owns a big mansion and can always associate with different beauties.According to the neighbor's little brother, Tony should be called a successful person.

When Isabella found Tony, the successful genius was blowing kisses to the blonde beauty who was tending the roses across the street.Xiaobei tugged at the corner of his clothes, and it took a lot of effort to barely attract Stark's attention.

"Hey my little angel, although you have great potential, but you are too young, I still prefer mature and beautiful... well, what do you want from me?" Isabella gave Isabella a little peripheral vision.

Isabella held her mouth shut, her cheeks puffed up, and she wanted to refute a few words, but she suppressed it when she thought that she was here to ask a question. "Tony, why does Mom always say Dad is a fool? Is Dad really stupid?"

"That's a good question." Stark's attention was drawn to Isabella's topic again, and he brushed his hair coquettishly, looking high-spirited. "Compared to me, a genius, entrepreneur, inventor, philanthropist, and handsome man, there are few people in this world who are not stupid—of course including your father, that old antique. To be honest I can't believe that your father can hook up with your mother at such an advanced age, and still have the sexual ability to give birth to a little beauty like you who is completely normal and has no disabilities or mental disabilities. It is really unscientific... ...damn Erkins."

Stark's answer obviously did not satisfy Isabella. The little girl felt that her heart was greatly traumatized. Although she asked, she still could not accept that her beloved father was so despised.

She raised her head and blinked at Stark with Stephen's blue eyes, her cute tone could not find any malice. "But my dad is taller than you."

Mr. Iron Man felt that he had been hit by an arrow in the knee, and before he could make a rebuttal, Captain America's youngest daughter followed with another arrow. "And Anna—the one cutting the roses opposite. She is 1.8 meters four, and her boyfriend is 1.9 meters tall."

Isabella told Stark this tragic fact in a declarative tone, leaving Stark to turn around indifferently when he saw the blond beauty who was squatting with flesh and standing up and standing up.He decided to go back today and continue to study his inner height.

Isabella's second questioner chose Sam, who lived not far from her home.This uncle often runs in the morning, but every time he is beaten badly by her father.

"Sam, what do you think of my father?" The little girl was not as straightforward as asking Tony this time. Her tone was uneasy, and she was probably afraid of hearing an answer similar to Tony's.

"Your father? Captain Rogers?" Sam was obviously much more patient with Isabella. He handed her an ice cream and hugged her on his knees.

"Yeah." Isabella nodded, her blue eyes similar to Stephen's did not blink.

Then Sam answered her, "A hero, a superhero. Every American soldier should idolize him. He's our captain."

Sam's answer was as sweet as ice cream. Isabella felt a little better emotionally, but she was even more puzzled intellectually.Two completely different answers, who should she trust?

Then Isabella set her sights on one last person, her favorite Aunt Natasha. "What do you think of my dad?"

"Nice teammate. Why do you ask that?" Women are much more careful than men in certain aspects. Natasha answered Isabella's question concisely, and then asked her back.

Isabella obediently told the reason, and then she got a kiss from the beautiful woman. "My little girl, why don't you see with your own eyes? You are closest to them, why don't you judge for yourself?"

The little girl nodded, that was exactly what she was going to do next.Isabella began to observe her parents' daily life.

As usual, Stephen gets up early every day for a morning run, and sometimes brings back some delicious food for his wife and daughter.As a mother, Yolanda was late, even later than Isabella.

More than once, Isabella thought that her mother was weak, because even if she woke up so late every day, she was still lacking energy, complaining about pain here and there.Sometimes I will rely on my father all day to order him to do various things, and my father has no complaints.Of course, such thoughts never reappeared after I saw my mother easily beat several tall and strong men on their knees begging for mercy when I went out.

"Sweetheart—morning, my little princess." Yolanda came out of the room, saw her little daughter and kissed her forehead, then went to the kitchen and exchanged a deep kiss with Stephen.

Isabella curled her lips to express her disregard for her parents' unchanging love for many years.In their family, the title of "sweetheart" is always only for Dad, and she will only be Mom's little princess.Isabella didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but she always felt that her mother didn't even care about "sweetheart".

Sometimes, there is a slight tremor on the end of the sound, like a whisper or a caress, which is very attractive.But it's more normal when you call her.Regarding this point, Isabella said that her mother's heart is definitely biased.

The woman in a dark red nightgown lazily stroked her hair, leaned against the door frame, and showed some white shoulders when she raised her hand.She didn't seem to have changed, except that she concealed some of her sharp edge and added some of the generosity and laziness of the hostess.

Isabella wants to be as beautiful as her mother, but more importantly, she also wants to have a husband who loves his wife as much as her father, and shows affection every day.

To some extent, Isabella has a lot of resentment towards her parents.

Since it was Sunday, the Rogers family still chose to go to the nearest church in town to worship.Whether it's Yolanda or Stephen, maybe they still won't be soft when they encounter enemies, but spiritual sustenance and faith comfort are still very effective.Not to mention, they tried to give Isabella a normal and simple growing atmosphere.

Everything seemed to be the same, including the constant groans and gasps that Isabella heard in the parents' room when she woke up in the middle of the night to look for candy.Isabella once asked Yolanda about this question, and the subject was roughly "Are you not tired like this every night? Does your throat hurt?"As a result, Stephen spent a week in the living room. Although the two recovered during the weekend camping, Isabella also promised not to mention this again at the request of her father.

After two days of fruitless observation, the frustrated Isabella finally decided to ask the key person, her mother.Contrary to what she imagined, she thought that Yolanda would complain about "what the hell question" after hearing this question, but she didn't expect Yolanda to giggle and kiss her face after hearing this.

"Yolanda, do you feel like Martha's mother thinks that her father is not good enough so you don't want him?" Isabella was annoyed by her smile, and asked with her lips pouted.

"Of course not." Yolanda led her little princess into the garden.Isabella heard her say, "That's just a way of saying, a way of saying love."

Seeing that her daughter didn't understand, Yolanda simply gave an example, "It's like I always complain to Stephen that Bella is a glutton, but do you think we will not love you for this reason?"

Isabella shook her head and retorted, "I'm not so greedy..."

"Um, last time I heard someone's door open, and the next day I found that there were two missing fruit candies hidden in the cabinet. Well, it's time for Stephen to clean up the mice in the house." Landa stroked her chin and looked at her little daughter with a half-smile.

Isabella blushed, but still generously admitted that the little mouse that stole the candy was herself.

Yolanda smiled and picked up her daughter, blinking, as if she already knew. "Have I ever told you that at first I thought your father was a very rigid and boring idiot who only knew how to obey orders and move forward?"

Isabella shook her head, she was still very curious about her parents' past.

"But when I really got to know him, I no longer got to know him truly and comprehensively like a person facing a documentary. I found that he has all the qualities that make me love." As if recalling the beginning, Yolanda's mouth was slightly With a smile, the whole person seems to have a wonderful light.

"Until now, he is still old-fashioned, dry and uninterested, dedicated to fighting for the society and all mankind, and sometimes even disregarding his own life. Even in the face of the enemy, he is unwilling to take the initiative to bully or hurt others—I How I didn't agree with it! But when I fell in love with him, nothing changed, everything was different again."

She looked at Isabella, and cast her eyes outside again, "He is gentle and tolerant, loyal and trustworthy. As long as the belief exists, Captain America will never be overwhelmed by suffering. People admire, people follow, people love and endure Can't stop loving... oh, look, it looks like we have a very important guest coming today."

Isabella looked up, and in the distance, she saw Stephen wearing a combat uniform and holding a shield on the street.But who was the man with the metal arm and the brown-haired woman next to him?

She turned her head to look at her mother, and deeply felt that there were still many stories about them, which were worth studying for a long time.And in this process, she herself will also have many stories, which are beautiful and exciting.