I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

The Bat family has never lacked brains, even if it is applied to things like fighting for favor, it is not inferior.In contrast, Stark, who has more IQ than EQ, is almost impossible to pose a threat.

The moment Joey turned his head, the red hood who smiled triumphantly at Mr. Stark thought so.

Absolutely, no...threat...threat...

…………? !

Watching the little girl happily run to open the door, while the old father, who is well versed in his daughter's foodie nature, reservedly pulled a three-point mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, Jason quickly returned to his grumpy face.

Maybe I should learn how to cook?

A young man who lives in a safe house and lives on instant food for three meals is lost in thought.

The little girl on the other side opened the door as soon as she reached the door, and the young and lively face of the little spider appeared in front of her.

"Good evening, Joey." The big boy scratched his head, and showed her the delivery bag, "It happened that the last delivery order was from Stark Tower, so I brought it here."

When Joey, whose face turned bright, happily took the food like a bird and was about to fly into the living room, another boy's dissatisfied complaints suddenly sounded.

"Hey! Talk to me anyway? I saw you gave me a look just now, but maybe we need a friendly introduction?"

The messy, silver-haired young man took off his goggles, imitated Peter and raised the takeaway bag in his hand, shaking it from side to side like a cat.

There was a soft smile in his brown eyes.

"Pietro Django Maximoff, Wanda's twin brother, nice to meet you." He blinked, "She told me about you several times, I can tell you have a good relationship."

"It's only 30 seconds too early." Wanda's voice came from behind, and was soon drowned in the noisy fighting.

"But I'm my brother." Pietro muttered a few times, and looked at Joey again with bright eyes.

The little girl's green eyes followed the sign of the Chinese restaurant in Kuaiyin's hand, subconsciously covered her mouth and raised her head to look at him blankly.

"Huh? Oh, Joey Stark."

"Why don't you come in? Joey?" The old father raised his voice at the bar and asked, which brought the little girl who was addicted to the aroma of Chinese food back to her senses.

Since being dragged into the illusion by Hastur, the lord of the deep space star sea, Joey's abilities in all aspects have suddenly improved a lot like self-evolution.

For example, now, the already very attractive aroma of the food is smelled by the little girl, as if someone deliberately opened the package and put it under the nose to let her smell it. Joey can even tell that there is Kung Pao chicken in today's takeaway Ding and sweet and sour pork ribs.

The spicy and stimulating dried chili is rolled in a high-temperature oil pan, and it is fried to a burnt aroma. The marinated chicken diced wrapped in starch is fried together with diced carrots and cucumbers. Various seasonings are sprinkled into the pan. It exudes its own unique taste, but it is not messy, like a strange symphony.

As for the sweet and sour pork ribs, it is even more mind-blowing.

The little girl blushed and covered her grumbling stomach, and looked at Tony with wet, wet eyes, full of expectation.

"Ahem, well, youngsters, dinner is ready." The old father caressed his furry head, "And you, little bat cub, the generous Stark allows you to eat a meal."

Jason, who aggressively seized the position facing the little girl, raised his eyelids and looked at him lazily, deciding not to be as familiar with the tsundere cats.

"Wow, this is the first time I eat Chinese food from this restaurant!" Pietro's silver hair fluttered in the wind, and he picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs sprinkled with white sesame seeds, "Wow! It's delicious!!"

Joey looked up from his rice bowl and gave him a "you have great taste" look.

But soon, the little bird had the idea of ​​driving him out of this guy, for no other reason, Pietro's ability is super fast, even eating is no exception.Although he also restrained his speed a little, the young man who picked up vegetables on average twice as fast as the little girl managed to make her look protective.

Especially when he also picks up what she likes to eat! ! !

The little girl stared at Kuaiyin viciously, trying to give him a strong blow mentally, while speeding up the frequency of her chewing.

The raised cheeks from eating are shaking quickly, and it feels good to the touch at a glance.

Ah, she looks like a hamster.

The young man with soft forehead was blinded by the furry, put down his chopsticks to observe Joey intently.

Cute, want to raise.

The "little hamster" who saw the other party giving up the competition looked vigilant, glanced at him quickly, confirmed that he had been shocked by his "murderous intent", then slowed down a little, chewing non-stop while looking up at him from time to time.

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Jason sat across from the two of them, watching the little girl eat and at the same time raising his head to peek at the silver-haired boy from time to time. He looked like a young girl with a spring heart, and his heart was gurgling sour.

And the silver-haired boy kept staring at her little girl, and even Wanda, who was sitting between the two, leaned back calmly so that her brother could observe (chi) observe (han) Joey more smoothly.

Lang has concubines and concubines who are interested, and even relatives and friends assist.

Big Red Bird: ...... just lemon.

"Wow!! This is so spicy!!"

Before Jason could think of a way to divert Joey's attention, the little spider Peter sitting next to him screamed and jumped up, holding a whole bottle of orange juice and pouring it into his mouth. Even Joey stopped for a while. Eat and look at him.

Whoa, what a spider boy!

It was rare for the red hood to show concern for the poor little girl with red circles, "What's wrong? Parker."

"Oh my God," Peter fanned his swollen lips, "I thought the plate looked good, so I scooped up a little and ate it, and it turned out..."

Everyone looked at the dish he was pointing to - fried chicken nuggets wrapped in batter buried in bright red dried chilies, exuding an absolutely unfriendly smell - "Oh, that's spicy chicken."

Tony showed a clear expression, "Dare to eat that, baby in pajamas, you are very brave!"

"Mr. Stark... huh..."

"I bet, Tony must have suffered from this dish, and he must not be able to eat spicy food." Clinton teased Mr. Mustache, fearing that the world would be chaotic.

"Huh? I heard someone talking bad about me again. Is it you, Fat Chirp who is too fat to fly?!"

Mr. Mustache picked up the diced chicken gracefully, put it into his mouth and chewed it, his expression was as still as a mountain, and he despised Hawkeye the whole time.

"I can swear I saw provocation in his eyes!!" Clinton was also prone to the bait, and not to be outdone, he forked a piece into his mouth and threw it into his mouth.

The two stared at each other and attacked each other, neither wanting to show weakness.

"Haha! Stark, why don't you swallow it?! Why, it's too spicy?!"

"Ha! Just kidding! I'm afraid of spicy food? It's you, Fat Jiu, I saw you secretly inhaling! Give up!!"

"Inhale?! Impossible! You must be dazzled! You can see that your eye circles are red, and tears have affected your judgment!!"

"You're talking nonsense! Eat again if you can!"

"Eat and eat! Whoever is afraid of whom!!"

Natasha couldn't help shaking her head at Dr. Banner as the two middle-aged men bickered childishly while stuffing spicy chicken.

"Oh, little boys."