I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

The atmosphere in the building is very dignified.

Joey sat next to Tony's old father, as quiet as a chicken, and opposite was Jason in a pink tutu skirt who was sitting boldly with his two hairy legs up.

"I have to say, your father Bruce Wayne has good taste, and you obviously didn't inherit that."

The bearded man casually wearing a work vest and big pants unconsciously raised his legs of the same style. He leaned on the sofa and glanced sharply at the long legs opposite him.

"Ha! I heard that Tony Stark's taste is also very good. Now it seems that your salary as a stylist must be at the top level in the industry."

"Just kidding!" Tony shot back, sitting upright in an instant, staring at his lovely big caramel eyes, "The Starks never hire a stylist, only a guy who wears jeans and a jacket every day, 360 days a year, needs to be groomed." Keep an eye on your own image."

"Chi..." Rolling his eyes and making an inexplicable sound, the black-haired young man tugged down the knee-length skirt, but strangely didn't say anything more.

"Okay, Daddy. I'm hungry, why don't we eat first?"

The little girl inserted herself carefully between the two of them, hugged Tony's arm and swayed coquettishly, the tiny light in the green cat's eyes flickered, so cute that the old father's steel heart melted into a puddle of spring water.

"Okay, okay, does Little Joey eat French food or Japanese food?"

"How about ordering a takeaway? I know there is a Chinese restaurant that is delicious." The little girl said, holding her chin.

This can't be blamed on her for disappointing, but the previous experience in "Summon" was really not pleasant, and after two days in Gotham, she was dragged into a different space to change clothes crazily, which made the little bird There is an illusion of "going out will be unlucky".

What's more, where is it not to eat?Joey prefers delicious Chinese food or American fast food with generous portions to the pitiful "elegant" French food served in delicate containers.

"How about some more donuts for dessert?"

"Genius idea!"

It seems that Tony also likes to eat in his own place, and the father and daughter happily set the dinner menu.

"I want Mai Xuanfeng!"

"Then I want an Opera cake!"

Wanda and Clinton cheered and rushed to increase the order, Natasha and Dr. Bruce chatted aside, leaving only American Sweetheart to look around, and finally came to Jason and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't mind, Tony didn't mean anything bad." Steve's baby blue eyes were extremely pure, "It's just that Joey is his daughter, and he's just a little worried."

"And...uh...uh...you're fine in this..."

The condemnation of conscience and the gloomy face of the young man made the American soldier shut his mouth, and he concentrated on watching Hawkeye who was trying to squeeze into the ordering team not far away.

"Hahahaha, Feijiu, can't you fly?!"

Clinton, who was first rubbed against the wall by Chaos Magic, and then ridiculed by Tony, suddenly became furious, jumped up and shot an arrow at Mr. Mustache with his backhand.

The speed of the arrow branch was astonishing, and in a blink of an eye, a piece of gaudy peach pink was blasted on his work vest, which was also glowing with dazzling fluorescence.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha! Look at our pink Tony!!"

The rampant content and the arrogance of the laughter simply made Stark feel angry!

Strange masculine pride suddenly fermented, and Mr. Big Stark directed his butler to douse him from head to toe—using fluorescent green mixed with firefighting water.

"Aww! Tony! Take an arrow from me!!"

The two "mature and stable" middle-aged men shot paint at each other like children, and the living room was in chaos for a while, and no one dared to approach.Until the Black Widow and Captain America dragged the two childish guys away.

"Fat Jiu shot first. The paint bag! As my uncle, shouldn't you teach him a lesson!"

Mr. Mustache of Milk Bear Milk Bear took the lead in "complaining".

"What?! You were the one who laughed at me first!! Listen to me, Nata!"

Not to be outdone, Clinton immediately fought back.

"Oh my God! Are you three-year-olds?!" Unlike the big-breasted sweetheart on the other side who was so happy that her little flowers were floating, Natasha propped her forehead and felt exhausted.

Feeling carefully Dr. Banner's massage and head rubbing service, the hot and beautiful female agent waved her hand feebly and said, "Gentlemen, can you change your clothes first, the living room also needs to be cleaned."

Helplessly watching the two go upstairs while fighting each other, Natasha took Banner's hand and walked in front of the red hood.

"And you, kid, if you don't mind, you can change into Steve's clothes." Her eyes searched for Captain America who was smiling silly, and asked with eyes.

"Oh, of course, I have a lot of new clothes that I haven't worn. Yes, Tony bought them. I'll go get them."

Steve walks away in a trance like sleepwalking, and Natasha shrugs at the people around her.

"Look, no one can resist Stark's charm, our American sweetheart has fallen."

Dr. Banner lowered his head and awkwardly kissed the corner of her lips with a tender expression.

"Of course, no one can refuse him, not even us, after all, he is Tony Stark."

"........."

Jason, who invisibly ate a mouthful of dog food, looked at the little girl who was talking head to head with Wanda, pursed his thin lips and looked thoughtful.

Just then, Steve came back with a T-shirt and trousers. He took the trousers and put them on his legs casually. The young man stood in the living room very naturally and took off his tutu skirt, revealing his beautifully shaped muscles.

"Wow——" small exclamations came from the girls, his full and strong muscles clearly attracted their attention.

Yes, just look at me like this!

I have a great physique!Find a boyfriend and choose me! !

The young man secretly slowed down and put the T-shirt on his body, bent his arms to show his biceps, raised his hands to show off his deltoids, pulled his arms back to highlight his chest muscles, and finally pulled the clothes down bit by bit to attract Joey Look at your chiseled abs.

"Are you guys doing radio gymnastics?!"

The old father, who was condescending and had a panoramic view of Jason's coquettish moves, spit out venom unceremoniously to mock him.

"Little brat of the Wayne family! Restrain your expression, that's my daughter! Do you understand?!"

"If you want to compete with me, Tony Stark, go home and study with Bruce for a few years before talking about it!"

After washing up, Tony walked downstairs refreshed, reached out and ruffled the little girl's hair with a provocative expression.

"........."

The young man swallowed his anger and looked at Tony with a little bit of grievance, with a strong expression of "I have been wronged and I am very sad but I will not say it" on his face, which made him startled.

"Father!" Joey tugged at the old father's arm with a look of unbearable expression.

"???"

Mr. Mustache looked at Wanda who also had a condemning expression on his face, and then at the well-behaved big dog who seemed to have been kicked but tried his best not to bite, his heart was full of "fuck".

Wayne's little bat cub is so cunning!