[Iron Man] It's a beauty

It was midsummer, the sunshine in Malibu was just right, and the sea breeze mixed with the faint smell of seawater was blowing on people's faces. Carol drove her newly bought car in a good mood and came all the way to Irene's house.

"Hey, Jarvis, it's me." She greeted the camera at the door skillfully, "I'll come and see Irene and Via, let me in quickly."

Jarvis quickly opened the door, but added: "Welcome, Miss Carol, but I'm sorry, Madam went out this morning, and now there are only Mr. and Via at home, and Mister seems to be in a bad mood. "

"Oh, I went out..." Carol was a little disappointed, but still walked in the door, "It's okay, then I'll go and see Via first, I haven't come to see him for a few days, I don't know Has the guy learned to talk?" As for whether Stark was in a bad mood, she didn't bother to care.

So she pushed open the door of the baby room familiarly, and saw Stark was kneeling on the floor, feeding Via rice cereal with a spoon, and trying to teach him to speak: "Come on baby, come on, Follow my voice, Dad-Dad! Dad-Dad! Hey, if you don’t study hard, I won’t give you food!” As he spoke, he pretended to take the spoon that was handed to Via’s mouth. Walk.

The little baby was really anxious, his big eyes were filled with water, and he stretched out his fleshy hands to try to catch the escaped spoon, and he was still babbling anxiously.

Stark reluctantly stuffed the spoon into his mouth, plucked his ear with the other hand, and muttered: "Little guy, if you tell you to learn to speak, you are good at screaming, huh? Dad, I'm almost deaf from you! Tell me, why are you so obedient in front of your mother, huh? Why didn't you yell at her? "

Via ate her favorite rice cereal, and immediately giggled, not caring what her father was muttering next to her.

Stark reached out and wiped the rice paste from the corner of his mouth, then turned to look at Carol who was standing at the door: "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to see Irene and Via." Carol's tone was a little appreciative, "I didn't expect you to be a decent father."

Stark immediately snorted proudly: "Of course, I have already said that I am a peerless good man."

"Ouch..." Carol rubbed her chest and made a nauseous expression, "Come on, let me praise you for flying into the sky? In my opinion, in this world, the only one who is willing to accept you is There's only that silly girl, Irene, so you have to know how to cherish blessings, don't you understand?"

"Every time you come here, you tell me this passage. I don't understand, but you make me understand." Stark said while taking Via out of the crib and handing it to Card In front of Luo, "Here, this brat stretched out his arms as soon as he saw you coming. Really, why doesn't he want me to hug you?"

Carol didn't understand why Via didn't seem so close to Stark at the time. It took many years for the little guy to grow up and she realized that Via had inherited his father's nature - he was born to like Stark. Beautiful girls with big breasts, such as his mother, such as himself, Stark was naturally ignored by him.

So she hugged Via in her arms and said casually: "By the way, you should know, right? I read the news two days ago that Justin Hammer, who murdered you and Irene, went to jail. I guess he You're going to stay there for decades."

"Of course, Irene and I went to see him off." Thinking of Justin being handcuffed by the police, and salivating in front of him and begging her to let him go, Shi Tucker felt relieved from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, that's good." Carol said in a relieved tone, "The big crisis is finally over, your health is fine, and you can live a happy life with Irene from now on gone."

But after hearing her words, Stark didn't say a word, but curled his lips, ran to the cabinet to get a glass, poured half a glass of brandy and drank it.

Carol couldn't help frowning, it's noon, what kind of wine does this guy drink?Oh, by the way, what did Jarvis say just now?Stark doesn't seem to be in a good mood?She couldn't help but looked around and asked, "Hey, Jarvis told me that Irene was out, where did she go?"

It's okay if she didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Stark immediately put the cup on the table angrily, and said angrily: "I don't care where she goes, huh! She can do whatever she likes! Damn it!" When did the girl hear what I said!"

Carol immediately snorted, took out the phone from her pocket, turned on the recording function, raised her eyebrows and looked at Stark: "I turned on the recording, if you have the ability, you can say those words to the phone again , and then I'll play it to Erin."

Stark trembled suddenly, and the only point of anger on his face dissipated, he whispered: "Well, that, I... I just said it casually, don't take it seriously, let's talk about Carol , I managed to live a stable life with Irene, are you going to disrupt the situation? What if you make her sad?"

"Are you still worried about making her sad? Then why were you angry for no reason just now?"

"I'm not angry for no reason..." Stark drooped his shoulders weakly, "Didn't she tell you? She doesn't plan to be a model anymore."

Carol blinked, and immediately said: "That's good. In fact, I didn't approve of her being a model before. After all, there are too many bad-hearted men out there. Why, why are you unhappy when she doesn't become a model?"

"Listen to me." Stark sighed, complaining aggrievedly in the tone of a little daughter-in-law catching her husband's affair, "She's going to run to work with that Clint!"

A few days ago, Irene suddenly proposed to him during dinner that she wanted to apply for a job at S.H.I.E.L.D. In front of his wife, he certainly didn't dare to speak out against it directly, but he naturally had a thousand and 1 disagreements in his heart. I'm willing, let's not mention that Clint is also working in SHIELD, what Stark is more worried about is: the work of SHIELD is very dangerous!They have to deal with armed threats from all over the world, and they are forced to go deep into dangerous situations. This is much more dangerous than when Irene used to be her bodyguard. How can Stark rest assured?

He also tried to euphemistically tell Irene about his thoughts, but she only said: "I want to be a wife who can stand on the same level as you. You are Iron Man, and you have made great contributions to world peace." I also want to be like you...and I really like the atmosphere in S.H.I.E.L.D., it's like I'm back in the army again, I can show my skill and judgment without any scruples, this feeling really Very good... So, please support me once, okay? I'll apply for the job, and if they think I'm not qualified, I'll obediently come back and stay with you at home. "

Irene begged himself so much, Stark naturally agreed, but he still hoped that she could stay at home safely, he didn't ask for anything, he just hoped that Irene could live a smooth life day.But the sky didn't work out, Irene received an interview notice from S.H.I.E.L.D. last night, packed herself excitedly early this morning, hurriedly kissed herself and her son, and left.

He could only stay at home alone, improving the armor designed for his son while waiting for Irene to come back.

"...Huh? She's going to become an agent?" Although Carol didn't know much about S.H.I.E.L.D., she knew that Clint was an agent before. Now that Stark said that, she immediately felt Disapproval followed, "Hey, what is this girl thinking, she has a family and children, and she still has to go out to work hard? There is no shortage of money, and that kind of work is very dangerous, in case something happens again ,What should I do……"

"I thought so too, but she likes it, how can I say no." Stark rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, "Forget it, if she really likes it, go." To protect her for the rest of her life, she chose to be a secret agent just to make it a little more difficult for her to protect her wife.

Carol nodded and narrated her point of view: "But that's fine, otherwise, would Irene really be a housewife at home for the rest of her life? Women, it's better to have a job, otherwise life will be very boring."

"If she feels bored, she can come and be my assistant. It's so convenient to live and eat at home!"

"Cut, what's that called an assistant? Can you call me a babysitter? Don't think I don't know that you used to ask Irene to do this and that for you every day. Are you willing to make her so tired?"

Stark really had nothing to say, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly and resigned to his fate.

The two chatted for a while in the living room, and Carol decided to leave. Now she has opened a small barber shop in Malibu. The business is not bad, and she can be regarded as a strong woman. In the afternoon, the general customers in the shop More, she naturally has to go back and supervise.

But just as she was about to leave, Eileen suddenly broke in excitedly, screaming happily and throwing herself into her husband's arms: "I was hired by them! Tony, they hired me!"

Stark froze for a moment, but soon put on a smile: "Really? Well, you just need to be happy."

Eileen nodded excitedly: "Yeah! Now I'm an agent too! I'm so excited—ah, Carol! You're here! Great, I—"

"I know, I know." Carol said with a smile, "You have been hired, congratulations, you are such a strong little girl."

"Hahaha, and I have already received my first mission!" Irene showed off a little, and took out the folder in her bag, "They asked me to give it to a man named Captain America. Doing ideological work, isn’t the name fun?”

Stark took the folder and opened it: "Captain America? Who gave such a strange nickname, it's not as domineering as my Iron Man sounds—"

Then his voice and movements stopped together, Stark stared blankly at the picture of Captain America on the file, with blond hair, blue eyes and handsome facial features, he was not inferior to himself... So he "swish With a bang, he pushed the folder away, grabbed Irene's hand, and said to her very seriously: "Don't go! You are not allowed to meet this Captain America, do you hear me!"

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