[Iron Man + Avengers] I am your daughter!

Cecilia liked Mr. Corson very much, not for anything else, but because Mr. Corson was good at telling stories, which was enough to please the little girl.

Although they are all stories from World War II, these stories are very attractive when told by Mr. Corson, and the one Mr. Corson talks about the most is the Captain America whom he admires very much. '

It was only at this time that Cecilia realized that 'Captain America' is really a very remarkable person.

"...Then, did the captain really break into the villain's base to save people?"

Cecilia couldn't help becoming nervous when she heard that Captain America was going to rescue people in a base with many vicious villains.

Ke Sen nodded: "Yes, the captain is a person who values ​​friends very much, and he can't tolerate those bad guys continuing to do evil, so he is determined to save people."

Hearing this, Cecilia became even more worried: "But, you said that there are so many villains in that base, and there is only one captain, can he succeed?"

"Well, well." Mr. Corson looked at the time: "It seems that we can only talk about the rest of the story tomorrow. Miss Potts didn't give me overtime money."

"Huh? Why is this..." Cecilia was very disappointed. She was hearing the most critical part of the story, but Mr. Corson stopped talking.

Rubbing Cecilia's head, Cosen felt that Natasha was right, she was indeed a very cute little girl.

"Let's talk about the rest of the story tomorrow, okay?"

Cecilia also knew that it was really getting late now, and Mr. Corson should really leave, even though she was really very reluctant.

"Okay then, but you must remember to continue telling me this story tomorrow."

Mr. Corson was sent away, because Stark still had an event at night, and it was estimated that he would not come back for dinner, so Cecilia had to eat by herself.

Of course, even so Cecilia doesn't have to worry about feeling alone, Jarvis is a great person to talk to and can always help you find everything you need.

"Miss, 15 minutes after dinner, there will be a program you like on the air, do you need me to change the channel for you now?"

After thinking about it, Cecilia still shook her head: "...No need, I don't want to watch TV tonight, by the way, is the little clumsy here?"

"Little Clumsy is packing things for Mister in the basement and is expected to be done in 10 minutes."

"Then, let me play with the little clumsy hand later."

"Yes, miss, I'll let the little bum come to you when I'm done with work, what else do you need now?"

Looking at the robotic arm clearing the table, Cecilia thought for a while and said, "I think I need a glass of juice, um, orange juice is best."

Then, within 2 minutes, squeezed orange juice was delivered on a tray.

When Cecilia finished drinking the orange juice, the little clumsy hand finally came out of the basement and stopped beside Cecilia obediently.

Cecilia likes the little clumsy very much, um, although Dad has always disliked the little clumsy is too stupid, but Cecilia can see that even though he is sometimes made speechless by the little clumsy, Stark still Keep it, after all, it is my proud work in college.

As for Cecilia, although the little clumsy hand is indeed a bit clumsy sometimes, it is also very cute.

Cecilia picked up a basket beside her and handed it to the little clumsy hand: "Okay, let's do catching practice next time, and we must beat Dad next time!"

This is a game for father and daughter, each of them team up with a manipulator, and then do a game of throwing and catching, but last time the combination of Cecilia and the little clumsy hand was completely defeated by the combination of Stark and another manipulator , the little girl wants to get rid of her shame, and she must beat her father next time!

So, when Stark came back with the beautiful reporter from Vanity Fair at night, what he saw was Cecilia running in the living room, sweating profusely, while the little clumsy hand was holding a basket, and the room was full of chaos. turn situation.

Seeing her father coming back, the little girl flew over happily: "Tony!"

He picked up his daughter smoothly, and Stark didn't care what the reporter lady beside him thought, and asked, "Why haven't you gone to sleep so late?"

"Because Tony, you are going to Afghanistan tomorrow, but you didn't spend much time with me today. I want to talk to you more."

No one could refuse such a little girl, and Stark felt that the little girl's soft voice made him so sweet to the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, of course, but it's really late now, how about it, I'll postpone the time a little tomorrow, and go to rest now, okay?"

No matter how happy he is, Stark certainly knows that children cannot go to bed too late.

Cecilia is very well-behaved today, and Miss Potts has also specifically told her that if she sees her father coming back with a beautiful strange woman, don't worry about it.

So Cecilia nodded obediently: "Okay, then Tony has to go to bed early today."

"Of course, I will. By the way, you should have met the tutor I found for you today?"

Speaking of Mr. Corson, Cecilia immediately showed a smile: "Yes, Mr. Corson is very good, I like him very much."

... Stark don't want to admit that he is so jealous in his heart at this time!

What is it about Corson, where is it better?He is not as rich or handsome as him, but he is so good at deceiving children, and Cecilia likes him so much just after meeting...

Well, just a little bit of jealousy, Stark said, just a little bit really.

After changing the subject and having a casual chat with the little girl, Stark took the reporter back to spend a wonderful night together.

only……

Cecilia frowned: "Jarvis, why do I feel that Tony is different today?"

"Please rest assured, miss, sir's body is very normal."

"No, I mean, it looks like it's a little taller than before?"

Out of trust in her own memory, Cecilia glanced at the decoration on the wall. She remembered that her father's height was obviously slightly higher than the line below, but when her father walked by there just now, it seemed A little higher than the second line?

Of course, Jarvis' affirmation let Cecilia know that it was not her own illusion.

"Yes, miss, sir is seven centimeters taller than before."

"...Seven centimeters?" Cecilia wondered.

Jarvis's voice was still very calm: "Miss, you know, there is something called inner heightening shoes in this world."

"That is to say, did Tony wear those inner height shoes?"

"Yes, ma'am."

So Cecilia was even more confused: "Why did you wear that on purpose?"

"...I'm sorry, miss, I can't answer this question for you."

Cecilia was very surprised, she actually heard embarrassment from Jarvis's usually calm voice?

"Don't even you know about this?"

"No, it's just that sir forbids me to speak of such things."

Well, since this is the case, Cecilia will not ask any more questions. Since she knew that the question she asked last time made Jarvis almost burnt the motherboard, Cecilia felt that if she encountered a question that made Jarvis difficult , she'd better not ask too many questions.